William Blake, born in 1757, was a wise man, a great poet, artist and seer.
According to William Butler Yeats, he was also of Irish stock, originally bearing the name I share with him, ‘O’Neill’.
The story goes that Williams’ father married Catherine Blake and took her name to evade the shame associated with a being in a debtor’s prison.
William adopted the name his father took, despite being the stepson of Catherine, but, I digress…
These two lines from Blake, memorised when a child at school, have helped shape my life and influenced my perception of the world…
“A Robin Redbreast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage.”
This, for me, simplified the connection between Nature on this planet and the entire Cosmos/God/Cosmic Energy/Higher Power…whatever one connects with and understands.
This intuitive understanding of right and wrong, of how to live in harmony with Nature rather than trying to control and dominate this magnificent, regenerative force, has guided me into Permaculture. The more planting one does, the more evident it becomes…the inter-connectedness of all life on this planet.
The world in which Blake lived was markedly different from what it is today.
His empathy with the sentient world was profound and inter-connective, something we could all learn from as a way of trying to live in harmony with the Earth, rather than the continual domination man seeks:
A dog starv’d at his master’s gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.
A horse misus’d upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fiber from the brain doth tear.
From the poem “Auguries of Innocence.”
Planting for the bees is the next most important thing to growing food in my book!
Always trying to ensure a steady supply of food for the bees, Michelmas Daisies spread into bigger clumps each year and bloom all the way through late August, all of September and well into October.
They seem to be happy just about anywhere as I have them growing in all parts of the garden.
The birds are happy to feast on the seed-heads and the bees will feast before that!
When one thinks about, it is easy to understand the vital connection between both, for without the bees, we have no food!
William Blake understood that more than most, for he was attuned to the Earth, both physically and spiritually.
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The photo from your window is enchanting; I would get nothing done for gazing…
“without bees,there would be no food” says it all loud and clear, I hope Monsanto listens. (but, that my Dear is another story) 🙂
We nibble at the edges of the problem, working slowly and patiently towards the centre…eventually the centre will not hold!
A superb and enlightening post
Such a relief visiting your blog thank you! Just found out they have started fracking in our beautiful State and haven’t been able to sleep since. People have become aware so they are using public land, so much for it being public! Our Govenor snuck it in right before elections so we didn’t have time to get it on the ballot. We are getting the signitures to have it on the 2014 ballot to ban fracking but, they can do a bunch of drilling in that amount of time. Sigh…I am focusing on my three acers! I really look forward to your blog, picture, and videos. I am modeling my gardens on your lovely ones and it really helps to see yours frequently. I can’t get enough! Again Thank You!
I am sorry to hear that.
Fracking is a great evil against the Earth and her people, but we will endure and focus on what we can do to help stop this and at the same time love, protect and enjoy Mother Earth.
Laugh lots, for life is precious and all too short.
I believe that joy connects us to the Divine.
Love the Earth you live on, for Eden lies within!
william blake has always been my favourite english poet