I am sandaled with wind and with flameI have heart-fire and singing to give,I can tread on the grass or the stars,Now at last I can live!— Sara Teasdale (1884 – 1933) Now, in this season of Summer’s exquisite passion, we are exploring bliss. We are invited to follow ours, yet to some it may … Read more
Visioning – ©Susan Seddon Boulet I rise in silence, steadfast in the elements with thought a smoke-blue veil drawn round me. Seasons clothe me in laurel and bittersweet, in ice but my heart is constant… –– Marilou Awiakta, © Smoky Mountain-Woman As the magic of Summer Solstice approaches, the activity of the Faery folk increases … Read more
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.I do know how to pay attention, how to fall downinto the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,which is what I have been doing all day.Tell me, what else should I have done? — Mary … Read more
A little too abstract, a little too wise,It is time for us to kiss the earth again,It is time to let the leaves rain from the skies,Let the rich life run to the roots again. — Robinson Jeffers Our gardens have much to teach us about finding the balance between creativity and surrender, between acceptance … Read more
In honor of Maia and Flora, and all the other Green Growing Powers of Springtime, we are weaving magic with our allies in the garden. Yesterday, I wrote about the amazing experiences of Machaelle Small Wright when she began working directly with the devas and Nature spirits of her land in Virginia. The result has … Read more
And every stone and every star a tongue,And every gale of wind a curious song.The Heavens were an oracle, and spokeDivinity: the Earth did undertakeThe office of a priest; and I being dumb(Nothing besides was dumb) all things did comeWith voices and instructions…— Thomas Traherne (1637-1674) Gardening is one of the oldest activities of civilization, … Read more
©Fairy Godmother Angel – Jessie Willcox SmithDark of the MoonNew beginningsDark of the MoonPlant a seed tonightDark of the MoonWhat we envisionWill come to be by the Full Moon’s light. As I discussed yesterday, the New Moon is considered a day of magic and power, for it is a time for fresh beginnings and planting … Read more
Then the purple-lidded nightWestering comes, her footsteps lightGuided by the radiant boonOf a sickle-shaped new moon. — Amy Lowell We who are riding Mother Earth’s lands of the Northern Hemisphere are now zooming towards the pinnacle of the Light, the Summer Solstice. This happens, even as our brothers and sisters in the places below the … Read more
Oh, what a catastrophe, what a maiming of love when it was made a personal, merely personal feeling, taken away from the rising and the setting of the sun, and cut off from the magic connection of the solstice and equinox! …. We are bleeding at the roots, because we are cut off from the … Read more