Keeping the silence of the world
I weave my dreams and yours
with strands of Light
and cherry blossoms ;
so when the moon is dipped in gold
deeds fill with ores
rich in delight
and all things awesome.
Transient between dimensions
I stretch my breath
into Lapis blue Heavens ,
growing roots in dreamy depths
and Love rich humus
where learning to surrender
becomes the vision
which seeds tomorrow’s splendor.
from my heart to yours.
Sometime early in March I bought these Hyacinth bulbs in a glass vase from the supermarket. They bloomed on my window seal smelling heavenly and easing my winter blues.
When their time passed I put them in a Hypertufa planter I made some time ago.
As I laid them to rest in the fresh soil I said a prayer and loved them once more for their presence and without any expectations kissed them goodbye.
Few days ago I watched them in awe blooming in despite the freezing temperatures we have experienced lately.
I felt as if Nature was gifting me for a good deed . According to Tess Whitehurst Hyacinths represent” Abundance and Luxury, Attracting Gifts, Charm and Irresistibility, Glamour, Influence” . Just in time for the Holidays.
In another description of these flowers I found out its pink color invites one to playfulness and recreation. And oh yes after a hard working summer I so needed to hear this. It never ceases to amaze me how Gaia delivers the medicine you need, always. I craved playtime for months and just when I forgot to smile the cycle of Gratitude bloomed with wisdom and beauty in my heart again.
What messages are you getting? Do you listen ? Nature is in constant dialog with us.
It is time we pay attention.
Yesterday I gave a friend a ride and took the back streets to return home . In the corner of my eye i saw a potter’s wheel on the curb . Didn’t stop but my heart was screaming : “GO BACK”
For about ten years I have been secretly wishing for one . Sometimes the wishing was more intense and sometimes faded in my daily dance with life.
This morning basked in the Full Moon’s energy I woke up and the first thing on my mind was the potter’s wheel . I imagined myself having loads of fun with it . In despite the rain I jumped in the car and thought : “what are the chances I will find it again? ”
Sure enough it was waiting for me soaked by rain. I drained it ,wiped it clean and took it away feeling grateful.
Dreams do come true . Just keep them alive in your heart .
Coincidently I was walking through the garden yesterday and noticed the woodchuck made huge mounds of clay while cleaning his borrow. I always like to think the signs are coming together in the most magical way.
Burdock Loves community . It grows in patches and is abundantly found almost everywhere. Considered a weed , it taught me to never judge anything or anyone from word of mouth but from direct experience.
In my garden Burdock has a place of honor. It is allowed to pop up wherever she wants. A Venus plant with many talents it is considered one of the best blood and lymph cleansers . The leafs can aid rheumatic pain and skin conditions. The stalks harvested before flowering make a delicious meal and flowers and seeds are used as well in tinctures and tasty meals. Its tap root grows deep into the soil breaking up compaction and is used as well , medicinally and culinary .
A grounding and protecting plant offers its leaves to the sun and in dried form can be used as smudging bundles. And I love its leaves because they are my source of artistic inspiration .
We found Burdock when we first moved in and we tried to get rid of . She intimidated us . Her persistence showed up every year not taking NO for an answer. Few years into our journey I needed its medicine and I cried with gratitude when it came back in the garden. Then the Bees showed me it is also food for them and other pollinators .
Burdock tells me abundance is everywhere around us. Nature is generous and gives wholeheartedly . It is just up to us to recognize and value the treasures she puts at our feet .
We need to preserve all this abundance and we must see Nature with completely new eyes. In the process we may see each other with more compassion .
We are One . And we are One with ALL
Just around the corner the Nettle patch is looking up with new ,young leaves . I reach down and grab few with bear hands allowing the prickly contact to awaken me into a new day.
In Gratitude I fill my basket feeling so loved and so abundant . Earth , The Mother is gifting us with her first bounty , in turn I give her my Soul’s songs and dreams .
I dry some of the fresh Nettle and the rest I rinse and start preparing for a simple meal I have learned from Grandma . It used to be our Spring feast and to this day I crave its taste. Besides , when we come out the winter and we feel weak , Nettle comes to the rescue . Its health benefits made this humble plant into a superstar .
The recipe is simple . Boil water with a pinch of salt and throw the rinsed nettles in for two three minutes . Drain and chop but save the broth. You will use some later in the recipe and the rest you can drink , rinse your hair or dye your favorite scarf with .
Saute’ one onion and few cloves of garlic in two -three tablespoons of olive oil. When the onion looks soft and shiny throw the chopped nettle in and mix gently . Let it simmer for five to ten minutes and add some broth ( a ladle or two ) . Let it simmer at medium heat for another ten minutes and is ready .
You can pair it with some golden polenta or just bread and sunny side up eggs . I like it either way with some extra fresh garlic and without eggs .
We have been under two feet of snow and chilled to the bone in frigid temperatures for the past week . Only since yesterday I could say I see the light at the end of the wintery tunnel .
My garden tucked away in white pajamas looks deep asleep . Underneath , life pushes through with determination and force .
Part of me wants to roll over and hide under pillows but my heart changed the beat drumming for Spring .
I woke up in a spectacle of Light . Unlike other times I can not run and start working in my garden.
I can only absorb the Light and meditate on a moment of perfect balance . The peace of my clay painted walls reminds me there is a place within me where I can start creating already .
So with all my heart I let the birds and their songs guide me . I listen and imagine . I listen and imagine.
The plans are already set. Nature has the blueprints . I only have to download its dream into reality.
Open your hearts, listen and imagine . The Earth awaits us all to align with its new energy and vision . In despite what you see outside the window BELIEVE we are to experience Joy , Peace , Cooperation , Compassion , Abundance , the Divine in all that is and Each Other .
Blissful Equinox to you all .
When the world turns grim we can allow ourselves to slip into darkness or we can open our hearts to LOVE.
Love is the only tie that never dissolves and transcends space and time.
“When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.”
― Jimi Hendrix
Frees us of all the weight and pain of life:
That word is love.”
” OUR LOVE IS OUR POWER”