The first week of July and there’s a feint scent of Autumn in the air this morning.
The morning brings a quiet and gentle beginning to the day, untouched by the continuing perplexities of man.
“Man has drawn artificial lines on the chest of the Mother Earth, which have no significance, except for the sake of war and clashes between countries. The soil seems to be the same, the trees the same, the grass the same, and the fragrance of the air, the smell of the earth the same.”
~ Girdhar Joshi
Yes it is…all the same…at most times hard to believe when one watches the circus of life on MSM.
Bread and circuses, but we all know and recognise real life.
It has a colour and fragrance all of its own.
“The earth is a mosaic, and most fail to notice the gossamer tesserae floating down from the realm of the mind that form its images of beauty and horror.”
~ Lawren Leo
This is very apt today as I have been in and out of the garden, working and reading…Dictator by Robert Harris, the third and last book in the Cicero trilogy.
Many of you are aware that I do not have a TV, nor want one, come to that!
I spend my time between the garden and reading mostly.
Marcus Tullius Cicero was a Roman philosopher, politician, lawyer, orator, political theorist, consul, and constitutionalist.
Cicero lived through the fall of the Republic and the installation of Caesar as dictator.
It was a time when Roman fought Roman and the fabric of society was torn apart.
Cleopatra was on the throne of Egypt and Mark Anthony was waiting in the wings, (…most of you know of the tempestuous love affair between them both!)
But, to return to the quote above…Cicero had life sorted in my opinion.
There is much anguish and depression in society today, and, in my opinion, exacerbated by the lack of connection we have to Mother Earth and each other, but particularly by noise!
There is a background noise that seems to permeate home life, emanating from TVs, computers and screens linked to the internet.
Gaming seems to be the order of the day for many young people.
In short, home, for many people, is no longer a sanctuary!
Creating a private space where you can go to read, write, pursue a craft, or simply unwind is a positive step towards establishing good mental health and physical relaxation, in other words, a body and mind space!
If you are lucky enough to have a garden, then that can be a wonderful environment to create “space”…or, as I did when I lived in London, a garden shed on my rented allotment was my personal retreat!
The words of Cicero are particularly relevant today as society seems to struggle to keep a grip on sanity and calm.
It was difficult enough for Cicero over two thousand years ago…and you know what they say about history and it’s apparent repetitive nature…
Winter is the time for comfort, for
good food and warmth, for the touch
of a friendly hand and for a talk beside
the fire: it is the time for home.
And so the story of Autumn and Winter begins, not in cold and dark, but comfort and light.
A time to take stock and nestle into home.
A time for simplicity of food before the excitement of Samhain.
We move inexorably through the year, circling around celebrations, family and friends.
This is what it means to be part of a society…planning and sharing the days we look forward to, as well as bringing camaraderie and support on days less well favoured. As I uploaded these photographs this morning, I enjoyed a sense of timelessness. Even as I move around Bealtaine on my own, the sense of ‘with others’ pervades the air. Perhaps, in the world we cannot see, there are many around us. This would not surprise me. My mother often said she felt surrounded by people here at this little cottage. I do too. “In a way Winter is the real Spring–the time when
the inner things happen, the resurgence of nature.”
Like Edna, I look forward to the
quiet time of Winter, for the quiet solitude; a time for contemplation.
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Creativity was associated with orange, as well as sexuality and fertility.
Think of the egg yolk…only a deep orange yolk is really healthy and full of goodness.
Invoke this colour in areas of your home where you want to express these elements.
Green is infused with beauty and fertility, but also prosperity.
In Feng Shui, it is advised to paint the front door of one’s home red so as to attract prosperity, but my door is painted green and the real prosperity is quite tangible at Bealtaine Cottage.
As for beauty, well, that speaks for itself, for what is not beautiful in the flowing greens of Nature?
Brown is the essence of earth and the home.
The very centre of the home is the “hearth,” or home earth.
Brown is also for animals.
In old cottages in Ireland the animals were brought near to the “hearth,” or home for the winter.
Winter begins tomorrow in the Celtic Cycle.
The prosperity of purple is long associated with the royal families and indeed was not to be worn by lesser mortals in Europe, upon pain of death…not so the case today where we recognize the equality in all human life and the real meaning of wealth and power being unique to each one of us.
The blue of heaven heralds healing…I keep a long piece of blue silk to lay on a pillow or seat especially for those feeling poorly.
Blue also invokes peace and the sacredness of all under it’s mantle.
There are many colours that represent other aspects of our sacred journey.
As we wear a particular colour, our understanding of how it makes us feel infuses us with a little more knowledge and understanding of its importance to us.
We each have a favourite colour that we wear, one that looks good on us, matches our skin tones and brings out a certain energy.
That is a good place to begin to relate to the energy of colour.