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.
“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.”
Bread and circuses, but we all know and recognise real life.
It has a colour and fragrance all of its own.
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With each day that passes, more aspects of the Awakening come to pass. 
Yesterday morning, as I walked in the early light in the Lughnasadh Garden, imagining how it would look and feel in the next Summer, something I yearned deeply for came to pass…and just as I had imagined it!
A Flight of Swans was to be heard in the distance, somewhere above and behind my head. 
Looking up, this way and that, I saw them, in their changing formation, as they banked and turned directly above me, towards the East, to head off in the direction of Lough Allen. 
This is happening more frequently…that my wishes come to pass, as though my mind is being read. 
I have read that the spirit of Mother Earth is trying hard to connect to our conscious thoughts…and even our dreams. 
This suggestion resonates with me…perhaps it also resonates and carries meaning with you?
I have come to understand that all the sentient beings who come to live here at Bealtaine, are manifestations of the spirit of Mother Earth…becoming part of my own journey and awakening.
…and the understanding and acceptance of this wonderful connection is of great comfort and bestows more hope than could ever be imagined. 
There is much written and talked about Awakening. 
The Awakening to who we really are. 
I believe it to be much less complex, in that we are being enfolded in the love of Mother Earth, the Great Creatrix. 
This is the essence of pure love and deep joy…when we open our hearts to Mother Earth…
…the great Awakening…
…connecting with the Spirit of Mother Earth. Not thinking, but feeling!
