Yesterday I spent much of the day in a workshop group learning all about needle felting. It was a day well spent, for I was with others and being creative.
I made this…
We often forget how it feels to simply be.
To be oneself.
To be with others.
To be happy.
To be quiet and still.
To simply be!
We have forgotten…be kind, be kinder.
We are oft times unkind to ourselves.
We can never fully know or understand what others are struggling with, yet we all know the value of a kind word, a caring call or a shared coffee.
Being kind opens the door to personal happiness.
Body wellness is centred around being kind to oneself…something many of us never really think about…especially if we have others to care for.
In the past I have often posed the question, “who cares for the carers?”
Kindness changes everything.
This was the abiding message in the famous poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner,” and yes, Rime is the correct spelling!
Being kind and casting a blessing on ‘slimy’ creatures, allowed the mariner to be freed from the corpse of the Albatross.
It is an epic poem and one worth reading, for it is a marvellous story and lesson.
Are we part of the consciousness of Mother Earth?
I believe we shape the beauty around us with both our physical selves and our conscious minds.
We often hear the statement, ‘seeing is believing.’
I say, believing is seeing.
Belief in the sentient being that is Mother Earth has formed a major part of the energy that has manifested here.
From the very first time I saw this place I envisioned a cottage in the woods, surrounded by the music of Nature and the beauty of life.
Mother Earth is thriving.
Her abundance is nothing less than magnificent.
Everywhere on this land She thrives.
I have found a great many Cherry Trees She has seeded and grown over the past two years, but have remained hidden in the general mayhem of Spring and Summer, only to be discovered this year as Spring seemed to struggle and lag behind, so allowing me to see.
“Kinship with all creatures of the earth, sky, and water was a real and active principle.
In the animal and bird world there existed a brotherly feeling that kept us safe among them…
The animals had rights – the right of man’s protection, the right to live, the right to multiply, the right to freedom, and the right to man’s indebtedness.
This concept of life and its relations filled us with the joy and mystery of living; it gave us reverence for all life; it made a place for all things in the scheme of existence with equal importance to all.”
And so wherever we allow Her, enable Her and protect Her, abundance flows…
It’s humbling to witness…
Symbols have always resonated with us.
We possess an innate ability to read and understand symbols, for they transcend language and culture.
This time in a recently re-potted tree…lots of tiny Parsley seedlings. I have no idea where they have come from, except to add that I used home made compost and these are from the seed-heads of last Summer.
Their heady aroma moves through the trees in a binding spell of delight.
This will form one of the entrances to the new Lughnasadh Garden.
It was also very important from the ethical perspective of the Bealtaine Project that all books be posted from my local rural Post Office, in a bid to keep it open and dear Pascal in employment…to date there is over 8,000 Euros in postage directed through Drumshanbo Post Office from Bealtaine Cottage book sales…thanks to you.
Finally, the year came to a close with the release of the Bealtaine Cottage Guide to the Deep Midwinter, a full colour edition of a previous booklet.
2017 was a year of great change and optimism for the future, as I settled into my newly recognised status as a writer…recognised by the Irish government and awarded tax status thus…I finally have an independent income, something for which I am indebted to you for…Thank You X
As I walk the gardens in late evening, the earthy taste of Autumn pervades the air.
The wheel turns as endings and beginnings wind their way through the days of change.
