There is something so simple, yet so unique about Goddess Permaculture. It’s evident to all who visit Bealtaine Cottage. It is the connectedness of everything. Earlier today, whilst walking the woodland gardens, I discovered the body of a fox. It had come to Bealtaine to die…a safe place, a quiet place where only the birdsong held sway in the shady gardens near the silt pond. The beautiful creature had already made itself known to me in the preceding days… Sometime last week, in the early hours of the morning, between three and four, I was awoken by a cry and then Jack barking. I got up and looked out through the glass of the front door. There it was, one of the oldest foxes I had ever seen, quite thin and scraggy, crossing the gravel by the front of the cottage. It is rare for me to rise out of bed at that hour, but something drew me to look. I now know it was this beautiful, old fox bidding me farewell…one last lap of honour around Bealtaine Cottage, before it laid itself to rest in a quiet, cool spot of safety for it’s final hours. I feel honoured that this once beautiful creature chose Bealtaine Cottage to die. A place of sanctuary. Somewhere, in a world where it was hunted, reviled and pushed out, that it found a place to simply die. This evening, as I write, I feel honoured and blessed to have witnessed such a life and peaceful passing.
