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Posts tagged ‘Seasons’

The Hunting of the Tree

Today is the day for the annual Sacrifice of the Balsam. (Click for last season’s post.)

As we searched on this beautiful winter morning, the sun shone in blue skies; then in early afternoon some clouds moved in. The sun behind the clouds looked like a full moon.

We came home with a fragrant balsam.

Shadows Flee Away

 

Written on Christmas Eve, 1513

I salute you.  I am your friend, and my love for you goes deep.

There is nothing I can give you which you have not.  But there is much,

very much, that, while I cannot give it, you can take.  No heaven can

come to us unless our hearts find rest in it today.  Take heaven!

No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this present little instant.

Take peace! The gloom of the world is but a shadow.  Behind it, yet within

our reach, is joy. There is radiance and glory in darkness, could we but see.

And to see, we have only to look.  I beseech you to look!

Life is so generous a giver.  But we, judging its gifts by their covering,

cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard.  Remove the covering, and you

will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love by wisdom, with power.

Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the angel’s hand that brings it to you.

Everything we call a trial, a sorrow or a duty, believe me, that angel’s hand is there.

The gift is there and the wonder of an overshadowing presence.  Your joys, too,

be not content with them as joys.  They, too, conceal diviner gifts.

Life is so full of meaning and purpose, so full of beauty beneath its covering,

that you will find earth but cloaks your heaven.  Courage then to claim it; that is all!

But courage you have, and the knowledge that we are pilgrims together,

wending through unknown country home.

And so, at this time, I greet you, not quite as the world sends greetings,

but with profound esteem and with the prayer that for you, now and

forever, the day breaks and shadows flee away.

~ Fra Giovanni ~

Bittersweet

Bittersweet berries, from the vine on my front porch.

Beautiful! But they have their shadow side. Bittersweet is an invasive plant. It is work to keep it out of flower beds, and it tends to climb trees. That’s its nature.

So we wore crowns of bittersweet, and we thought about the shadow parts of our own natures; we can be bitter; we can be sweet. It seemed a good way to celebrate our Autumn Equinox.

What fruits will we let fall this season? What will rest in the earth (or in our hearts) over the cold months of winter, to then sprout, transformed, in the springtime?

Mossy Cross, for Sunday

From death springs new life.

Blossoming Dead Nettle

Sounds like it would be impossible, but my Dead Nettle is in bloom.

Dead Nettle, blooming in June.

Dead Nettle blossoms against today’s blue sky.

Blossoms against the sky.

A breath of fresh air!

What a beautiful day today! It feels like the beginning of a different life. Over this very busy weekend I’ve entered a new phase:

My mother came home from the nursing home this weekend. Now we are adjusting and seeing how she does at home. After spending so much time in an institutional setting with her, it is a huge relief to me that she can be at home again with her beloved cat.

Photo of Mini by Sharon Lips.

And work continues on the barn. It is finally coming together! Now that my mother is home I hope the unpacking will move faster.

The garden is bursting with green on this beautiful, breezy day. Here is Lady’s Mantle from my herb garden.

Lady's Mantle, May 2010

And wood is drying for the Sanctuary Without Walls fire circle.

Next gathering is on June 20th. Save the date!

Firewood

Easter Bunny or Hare?

Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. Photo by Joel Minsky.

More info on rabbits, hares, spring, and Easter, from the blog eNature.com.

This photo was taken by my brother-in-law when we were traveling in Cape Breton.