The flowers are blooming, bees are a buzzing and the natural world once again comes to life. We've been out in the garden everyday, harvesting and distilling orange blossoms, getting our seedlings started and tending to the awakening soil in our raised beds. The orange blossoms seem to have come much earlier this year on account of the December rains that blessed our valley. We are also seeing the first flowers blooming on the hummingbird sage and our little apricot tree has already begun to show signs to fruit. The sun is shining and the trees signal to each other, it's time to give, to create and awaken once more.
I've been anchoring deep into the mother earth energy and plant awareness over the past month. Just as the seasons around us change, so to do our internal environments. I am finding it a bit more challenging to get back our into the world, the human world that is. So I trust this time in nature is exactly where I need to be at this moment. Rather than forcing, simply allowing. Letting go of any judgements, self or otherwise, about what I should or could be doing with my time.
On this day of perfect balance, I honor Father Sky and Mother Earth. I am transported again to the land, to the place that always gives more than it takes. I have again been reading Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer and I shed a tear in nearly every chapter. Her words pierce my heart with both joy and sadness. I would love to share this with you today, one of the passages that has been working with me on so many levels. It feels timely and fitting on this spring equinox, the time of the mother, pregnant with possibility and a very special gift for the world.
