Look at the happy juniper! Miss Mama now requires supervised outside time due to her reverting to bird killing. It took me about three months to train her, a few years of good-girl not going after them and then an interloper cat about three days tops to show by example how she could Be instead. I take her out doors farther from the feed rocks and she's glad - so far - to just go on inspection tours together. It was about 20 degrees when I took the above pics - maybe quarter of 8 in the morning.
Yesterday morning - around 7:15. It felt imperative to step INTO the garden - all the way through the gate. To stand and feel the energy there. Remind myself how much of my own intentional YELLOW energy has gone into this space since last March. I saw clearly how the past season's 'human game trails' made throughout the season might solidify into a path more consciously made from what's there and how the plants move around the passageways.
grace names her young trees and I name the rocks the garden's earth offers. Every sacred space needs a dedicated male and female guardian pairing. These came from deep in the ground while J was digging the tomato patch. Lynne Margulis and Howard Zinn. LM was really deep in the ground and took J a sweaty hour to extract. They were undetectable beneath layers of vegetation during the growing season.
There's ice now as an ongoing feature. If you look at the water furthest away you can see how slow and thick it's becoming even within constant movement. This is SO different from two weeks ago when the stream rose far above the banks.
And then we went over to the frog pond and considered the holy union between then the juniper and the snowball viburnum. Also considered some winter pruning. So many plans, daydreams and necessary chores. A gardener is always inherently optimistic or at the very least willing to express hope in a few continuous seasons worth of growth.
Every once in awhile J and I recollect the afternoon he completed a previously slow-moving section of rock retaining wall repair. Back in March when we felt ourselves perpetually frustrated and certain we were being lied to or at the very least "handled" and soft-pedaled concerning the pandemic. I was surprised to see in this pic that we'd already put up two sides of the fence. It was a lot of high octane nervous YELLOW energy - I am what I prepare to become.
These plans are more quiet. Listening to what the garden itself might suggest. Listening especially to the sleeping beds of garlic and shallots. They remain covered. with a frosting of icy snow and their original two inches of mulch. In some places mulch remains. In others it doesn't. I worry what that will mean to plants left unprotected. But, realistically, the more I age the more important it will be to have developed colonies of hardy companions.
Mary's back where she belongs. It felt all wrong when she wasn't visible from the southern windows. Yesterday I fell due to neuro-overwhelm and news-related preoccupations. J is one hundred per cent plugged in and so a lot filters in as he follows me around filling me on a variety of provocative details. It's only fair. I've been doing it with him since the summer of 2015.
I keep thinking about what grace wrote: they stole Senator Warnock's day. Georgia's day, really. And yet it all still happened. Just like my crystalline happiness in the hours before I clocked in just in time to see the guy shouldering the confederate flag walking all around the place. Abrupt shift off consciousness doesn't begin to cover it, really. But still I came to everything from an unexpectedly gentle place. Even at the deeply internalized level it was definitely not what I would have expected of myself. I have stayed calm as I usually don't in the absence of Mind leading the way as it generally does.
Normally when my mind says I can't do that right now I panic really overtly. But this time I stayed calm and practical minded until yesterday afternoon. I had a purely physical emo-reaction - falling due to neuro-overwhelm and not fully inhabiting my body. It was a crash landing here in the studio. I tripped partially over my own two feet and also, due to the muscle memory of moving around a stack of magazines that's no longer there due to me worrying if I didn't get rid of it I might fall.
Here on the day after I'm far more in my body than I was! The good news is that it feels good to move and so far I'm not bothered too much by the fallout. Am achey in places that can be gently stretched with yoga. Also time to switch from ice to a hot shower. It's been helpful to move around outside - gently testing the edges of possible movement. And cold enough to keep inflammation in check!
next year's iris say hello. The iris essence I sent around came from very deep purple flowers. If you have it and find your yellow center wobbly or not as bright/grounded as you intend to be try working with this essence. Am guided to do it myself ...
Posted at 05:18 PM in 2021 growing season, always choose joy, cohesion amidst chaos, direct retrospect, feed what feeds you, field wonderings, gardening with purpose, plant geek eyes, providence willing, quantum healing, self-sustainability, shift resiliency, water Ways, YELLOW | Permalink | Comments (4)
This month the Dive is working with the SL golden crocus essence. I just realized (I make them up for the group and one of the captains gets them about a week ahead of distribution time) I never got around to making a bottle for myself. This will be changed within a 24 hour window! This is a wonderfully illuminating and protective psychic and neuro-processing incubator of inner/cosmic Source energy. Just writing and thinking about the flower's healing signature allows me to breathe more deeply and fully.
The remedy was selected because everyone involved had a strong arc of spiritual expectation. Crocus essence supports new growth/first birth/re-birth/re-generation of our soul's individual connection to Spirit. This is the context in which I'm most familiar with the essence but I'm told there seems to be a gentle emboldening agent present as well. Think this makes sense. Solar energy may be fine tuning its frequency to a new level of Highest Good. Maybe the pragmatic choices we're making and our 'ordinary' creative/gardening activities are holding us at a comparably higher frequency. This is what innumerable prophecies (especially known to me by way of the Mayan flower based prophecies...) and channeled Ascendants have long suggested.
sidenote: the colony above grew in the original Sparkling Lotus garden - so self-named when I committed to co-creating in my modest array of garden beds in a high traffic suburban neighborhood.
the golden crocus essence was co-created from the colony featured above, two spring seasons into the future - '07. It's one of my favorites of all time as well as the crown jewel of that first extra special season of co-creative learning and deepening fascination/commitment. Sometimes I have to put the essence away for a few years because I really do lean all the way into it. Sequestration is my ingrained comfort zone ...
Since I forgot about the golden crocus connection I've spent the past week working with a Giant Hypercium I co-created last summer. This was an auspicious essence prepared for someone who really resonated with the idea as soon as I offered. We are close enough intuitively that I felt the flower's ultra-protective healing energy curling filaments of relief and illumination as soon as the offer was accepted. The plant itself grows by the base of the porch. It tends to bloom during the hot droughty portion of the summer. I go out early in the morning to water the plant directly at the base. It's not what's recommended but it keeps the flowers from frying. I ... have trouble bearing witness to that as long as water's plentiful enough to supply.
I find it interesting that a flower with a healing signature that's an across-the-board master healer-illuminator-protective agent is so delicate and swift to die so dramatically if the sun's too strong and hot. I like working with this Giant version because I feel it at the earthstar level as well. Think I will recommend as an Awakener for people who aren't sure if they're getting the EarthStar hook-in point.
Classic field/indigenous St. Johnswort is a staple in most established commercial and well-stocked DIY flower essence repertory. I love that it grows wild in our field and that others have come to gather the flowers for drying/magical purposes as well as with therapeutic or energetic intentions. Not so many this year - three. At first I was sad. On top of so much permanent loss - to feel distinctly deprived of casual and usually taken for granted social exchanges in the field or studio. But then I was grateful. Rarely did we interact directly. I kept track of extremely care-full and light footed human traffic by monitoring the way the St Johnswort flower clusters changed from a dusk inspection to early morning to later afternoon.
A certain truck I knew by ear and then would scamper to see what small unobtrusive carefully built rock formation I might find. Some I didn't find until absolutely everything appeared to have died back. Nearly everyone I know locally gathers the flowers to make therapeutic oil and most are quite upfront that they dry the flowers for ritual use as well. I like gaining understanding of how this aspect of herbalism weaves itself rather casually person to person. One friend confessed she didn't know why she did it. She simply liked keeping them in a brandy snifter with other dried yellow flowers she kept there throughout the season.
I said to her: that's why you do it! It's your dark months' eternal sunshine! Now I do it too. I also like include yellow topaz and small unravelling scraps of yellow silk and/or coarse linen.
The most popular blend in the SL repertory is called Mellow Yellow. This is the co-creation bowl set at the edge of my dedicated essence garden at the top of a hillside orchard. Summer of '05. I have written out the first few bars of the story here. Some seeds were sown with the explicit understanding that they'd give their flowers to an essence bowl rather than setting seed. This was the case with the Moon and Stars melon flowers in this bowl. For creative illumination and prolific growth. There's also a pumpkin flower for deepening and illuminating a more intentional energetic footprint. Lots of yellow marigolds for smoothing and adjusting electrical energy flow. Marigolds of any kind serve as a kind of psychic and electrical recalibration tool. Times when we don't feel like ourselves, can't get comfortable in our own skin. understand we need to experience what we're experiencing BUT. All of that can be eased via French Marigold's energetic signature.
There are yellow nasturtiums for revitalizing depleted/overtaxed neural passageways. Lots of tiny yellow wood sorrel blooms for sharing quiet and prolific radiance among kindred souls and spirits. Promotes awareness and appreciation of the small and innumerable private treasures our days can hold once we gear ourselves to noticing them. Tomato flowers offer deep cleansing to our entire energetic system. Like all nightshade healing signatures - the Tomato spirit confers great levels of personal agency in terms of what we consciously 'allow'. My experiences of personal and observation natures suggest it will then take things just a couple of degrees past that point. Enough to be noticed but not enough to automatically shut it down especially when blended and mellowed with so many other healing and illumination signatures.
Yellow snapdragons to both loosen bite-back TMJ issues and concurrently re-calibrate ingrained certainty a sharp tongue is the quickest way to getting an answer/establishing pecking order/etc. There are also a few volunteered Evening Primrose flowers in the bottom of the bowl. This healing signature is established as a go-to for Mother Issues in a number of repertories. I've found it invaluable for myself and others in helping to breaking up and dissolving deeply impacted layers of unclaimed or unexamined shame. It's really good for seemingly unresolved disconnect from Mother which I tend to interpret on broader terms of the absence of direct Gaia-Mama contact in many woman's lives.
I kept meeting such women in an online context during the summer I was co-creating this essence blend
I grew these zucchinis explicitly for the flowers although, being zucchinis, I also harvested food. Zucchini is the energetic equivalent of a self-care afternoon - whatever that might mean at an individual level. For me it usually means time off the clock - and enough of it to authentically drift. What the teenage version of my son used to call a non-day. Molly Sheehan used to say the essence was the equivalent of a day home in your pajamas. So it's really nice for people who give care or other forms of healing/leading/teaching as an ongoing part of life. Also wonderful for parents of young children or spousal caregivers who need to get the verve for the extra miles they must travel in unusual and creative ways.
there are a lot of yellow flowers set aside for this chakra as I spent the upper part of two hours this morning going through photo archives pulling out everything I could find along the way. So amazing - the ongoing flower strewn path through my life ...
Posted at 03:40 PM in abundance of care, alchemical rituals, cohesion amidst chaos, flower medicine, flower portraits, gardening with purpose, how to make a flower essence, medicine making from scratch, plant geek eyes, quantum healing, self-sustainability, shift resiliency, YELLOW | Permalink | Comments (4)
Here we are - at long last beyond 2020 if only in the most literal of senses. For me it will always be known as the year my face echoed profound grief as well as the usual aging laws of gravity. This year will stay on and in my face forever I'm alive. It will also stay in my heart. I've had so many personally wonderful and deeply loving experiences this year with humans and many other species. I've felt connected to All That Is as never before. I've cried enough to make up for all the years I did no such thing. I've also laughed so hard my abs ached for days afterwards. In fact I've spent entire days laughing and in the long run that's a very Yellow thing.
On new year's day - as well as my birthday - I love the ceremony of spending time doing things I love and want to incorporate throughout the year. It's really nice to weave this into all the other doings (or vegetating) of the day. I thought I'd share my plans for this particular New Years:
J and I skipped drawing night this week because I fell asleep for a long unplanned nap and didn't wake up until he was coming to bed. Sometime today we'll draw together because it's adding a lot of value and authentic bonding to our lives.
Ditto to all of the above concerning the stir fry that didn't happen last night due to another nap. We want to continue preparing more meals together as well as separately while sharing the prep space and conversating about all manner of things.
Create posts on the first day of the month as the colors change.
Sort my seeds properly. Am inspired by Deb Gorr and her doing hers a long time ago but I only noticed the comment yesterday. It will signify ongoing gardening activities. The actual sorting may take me a few days to complete so I also need a space of time to stitch something. Even if I only manage a single modest row of kantha stitches a day. I need to get this activity back into my life on the regular.
Communicate with various kindred souls in some way. Send an email or three to friends who've been in touch over the last week or so. Tend to the present tense, in other words, as it relates to my life in 3-d reality. As opposed to my life sitting where I'm sitting right now typing on a laptop.
Closely connected: I already put in two plus hours tending to my fictionland goal posts. Now we're officially in the On The Clock period when I said I'd be done with a solid draft to send a particular somebody. I said that would happen at the end of the calendar year 2021. Now here I am on day one. Am aware I'm inclined to automatically put myself on some kind of success-failure continuum conveyor belt that's, at best, an unnecessary distraction from immersing in the goal itself.
Loving on the houseplants.
Painting if only for 15 minutes. Done.
Also need and want to go outside. Have been dealing with a lot of neuro disarray of late and then got into this thing where i didn't want to "hold J back" when he was planning to be outside doing stuff or vigorously completing his repetitive trails rounds for exercise purposes. Am aware all I'd have to do is ask. Didn't feel like asking because I didn't want to feel any more vulnerable than I already did due to a few forms of neuro-disruption.
solar issues, yeah?
So today I'll speak up and ask. Putting it into the mainframe as more of a thing I will do. Think my mantra for the month is going to be:
vulnerability rebuilds strength.
On a personal level that synchs-in well with the end-of-water-cycle song I've always intended to post as a listen only '20 remaster of Uncle John's Band. What else could I possibly pick? A song that gives me shivers of happiness and knew-so-many-people--from-before glad tidings each and every time I hear it.
We're currently abiding in the energy of a Cancerian full moon with its peak expression most likely happening today or early tomorrow depending where you live and how vibe-sensitive you are. My feelings about water-sign full moons are mixed. For one thing they bring up so much intensity of feeling, memory, and intuition that my various fire aspects more or less leave the building in order to the preserve their essence. I never enjoy those times. Without my fire/solar energy I'm never quite sure who I am.
example: I once went into a local apothecary on a nothing-but-water day. It was near the end of the third (solar) month of my first self-guided chakra intensive experience. One of my biggest illuminations from that experience occurred when I realized I had no idea who I was on the inside. I knew what I did. I knew what I was good (and for that matter bad) at. I knew where I'd been and where I wanted to go but I didn't know who I was at the most pivotal and entirely solar center of my own self-awareness. I didn't have any sense of that energetic wheel at all.
[blue is the sacral center's cool-down color. This can be hard for people who don't really "do" deep water energy work very comfortably or at all IF they happen to associate blue with Water rather than Sky. I had that problem for a while with a strong glowing red sense of connection to my root chakra. Red to me was fire and hence I could never seem to get 'grounded' vibes from it so much as rapaciousness.
Three different people have asked me about this blue/water /how-can-that-possibly-help-me-dry-out conundrum. And much as I've chafed over hearing this answer myself it's the truest truth. Just in case there are others: You have to concentrate. You have to be willing to accept that in the beginning your concentration might not seem to be produce anything you can recognize - or anything at all. You have to be okay with that and remain open to nothing happening. This "failure" is quite likely to re-assert itself as an out of the blue insight or inspiration that seems to present itself in an immediate and wholecloth way. Be open to the appearance of BLUE color ray energy appearing of its own accord to cool excess orangeness and/or to emphasize something that seems to emerge spontaneously at the speech and/or vision energy centers. This may happen in synch with the Dive or at a future point - most likely when you least expect it.]
Montana Blue Centaurea, pictured above, makes a wonderful flower essence most usually associated with the head chakras. But look at the feathery petals. Imagine gently dropping the womb-center's energy into a bed of such magnificence. I find it's really invaluable for stabilizing and clarifying the sacral energetics of intuition. The more powerful it feels the more I seek to counterbalance that with some ongoing degree of head-based Vision clarity. Montana Blue and Italian Alkanet are equally amazing for this kind of crystalline back-up.
At the time of my first (self and book guided) chakra intensive experience back in my late 30's I 'thought I'd done something wrong' or otherwise misguided. So I went into the store seeking advice on how to gain a sense of who I was. This upset the store owner who refused to accept the reality of me on a no-fire day. (she was an aries and we related to each other in a distinctly aries kinda way...) Just would not accept it and so there were tears profound enough to convince her - okay, this person I in no way perceive as having this type of problem is having it nonetheless.
She went to her healer's strengths as well as her pendulum while I told her I needed something to help me know how I to get all the links in my energy chain lit and linked up as an ongoing thing. We settled on a specific tarot deck and Sweetgrass flower essence. Taking it led me to "suddenly" think or imagine four different ways I already was connected to my entire column as well as my full self but had simply/not-so-simply forgotten how to utilize the power/personal responsibility of turning the lights from bright to dim. The problem had been my hyper-specific notions of how I was "supposed" to be doing and feeling things.
[California Poppy holds so much healing for our species. The entire plant containing all its phases of seed pods, flowers and buds, and roots can be tinctured for a very effective pain relieving agent. I like adding three parts California Poppy to one part dried lavender buds previously whizzed through a blender. Although I usually chop and grind to maximize surface area - the first time I work with a plant for tincturing purposes, I always ask the plant's primary/largest plant colony ahead of gathering - which would you prefer in order to help me and together help others? CaliPop always wants to remain intact for me. At least so far.
I work with California Poppy flower essence a lot and for many reasons. Primarily I take it in combination Green Bells of Ireland. Year before (almost) last I was guided by both flower medicine spirits in a series of dreams and meditations. They wanted - as in REALLY wanted - a small plot in the field garden where they could grow and commune together specifically to combine in an essence. I promptly ordered the necessary seeds and buzzed with anticipation. will tell the whole story - picking up at this point when we're deeper into the Solar region of Everything.
P.S. the two flowers pictured above were part of the essence bowl's contents.]
A few days ago we had prodigious rainfall. This caused several types of shifted consciousness. For one thing the precipitation and 8 inches of snow melt runoff caused a true watershed's worth of water to barrel through the edge of our property more or less within the stream bed. In some places it broached the bed and spring run-off grooves long established. I stood at the glass doors in J's office and quite suddenly understood why this specific perspective leaves him at times preoccupied with flooding potential. Always thought it was a dimensional skew based on what I see from the much higher back window in the studio. And it is, but on my end.
As I stood watching from the studio stairs I opened the window so I could also hear the water running while the rain pounded in the stream and everywhere else. It sounded without exaggeration as loud as the spontaneous waterfalls that formed following flash-flooding just above the tree-line in Yosemite on an afternoon in late August when my son and I were there. Also, as I stood listening from the safety of Inside, I felt in my body the way I've felt on a trail ride when the horses go all horse-like one right after the other with a ripple of Horse Expression that could mean nothing or everything. It was exhilarating and I took it in as a fitting end to this month of sacral challenge, deliverance, and ongoing illumination.
J took a short film from the center of the bridge just past noon when everything was at its peak level of water-based mayhem and chaos. I waited two more days and didn't go out to the same spot until yesterday morning. By then the water had receded and slowed itself a good bit. Took some pictures of the ice and water. Walked in the woods just a little to see portions of what J describes based on his daily repetitive loop. The path out to the field is deep muck. I need to coordinate mental incentive with physical willingness to leave the sacral womb-feeling of my studio space because the field will be even deeper muck.
as we get ready to move towards the yellow/solar center I'm thinking alot about cauldrons. Fire forging a cauldron of some kind from earth-metals or very thick clay. the cauldron holding whatever water/sacral energy we may need for continuing.
Sunlight emerged so as to stay shortly after J and I spent the lunch hour roaming through the house rattling-out pockets of static energy, congealed emotional residue, and stray trails of darkness wherever we felt it to be.
J had his deer horn rattle and I brought these two cherished sisters to work independently and sometimes both together. The calabash/cowrie shell rattle is incredibly loud. Energy was dispersed. Particles stuck together every which way likewise dispersed. At times I sensed them changing form and kept thinking of Pam Gregory's ongoing reminder: Less Particle, More Wave.
Being the child of Summer that I am this is one of my happiest days of the year.
every single day.
are you ready
I wrote a post about co-creating this essence last spring. All things considered it felt like a no-brainer for working through the Dive during November/first chakra month. I've grown to love this particular essence a lot since its co-creation. The maple tree waited until the full conclusion of our first decade in residence before reaching out to me in the undeniable and very warm-spirited way that it did.
Maple's flower healing signature relates to balance. Last month's decibel and cage-rattling level was greatly soothed for me by the physical Maple tree itself as well as essence work on a daily basis. I find working with the essence paired with meditation seems to open the door for more space in my days and evenings to simply reflect. Not necessarily thoughts/reflection but perhaps just reflect the energy I've gathered and dispersed - reflect its overall form and purpose rather than my sole part of it.
I really like the way that feels and how I'm able to notice my body responding with a loosening of tension. It makes me think of the Buddha and the lesson of the bow that must be tightened neither too loose nor too tight.
the Crocosmia healing signature is crystalline and unmistakably direct to root and illuminate the energetic spine. This often translates as a sudden uptick in energy level - a bustling spring in the step that was merely getting from one place to another prior to essence work.
I love working with this flower in combination bowls or individual synergies prepared from separate mother stocks. This past summer I felt a nudge to replace the SL Crocosmia mother essence. The resulting bowl was splendiforous.
Cardinal Flower essence has been chosen to root and sanctify the ongoing exploratory Dive process. Am finding it's nice to 'finish' maple balancing endeavors with a flower so expressive of other realms of influence/reality. The cardinal flower's healing signature relates to restoring sacred forms of dignity, illumination, and intent.
In the mid-to-late fall I discovered small blooming cardinal flowers at the edges of the front yard's side pocket gardens. The blossoms were exuberant in my noticing of them. I promptly set up some bamboo stakes that I hope will survive the winter. Otherwise I won't be sure where the plants are within the larger patch of lawn where I found them.
but maybe if i simply focus and listen ...
Flowering Quince is often associated with the crown chakra and sometimes the heart-sacral bridge. For me the bright red blooms in my garden speak of a richly flourishing root chakra. When I work with the essence I always have the sense of individual stems rising from the petal bed at each juncture where two petals overlap. I visualize the stems growing throughout my energetic spinal column - watching the buds form, fatten and release into blooming. The flowers' healing and illumination range centers on timeless vibrancy and gentle resilience.
the Yarrow Flower medicine spirit is deeply protective. In established essence work of the past 70 years or so yellow yarrow is well tested as a master shield for both gross and subtle human bodies. This past summer I received some quiet counsel from the white yarrow plantlets that began appearing along a certain part of our enlarged field garden's new fencing.
Have kind of mushed my initial impressions of the medicine spirit's entreaty to work, think, and cocreate with local varieties whenever possible in with Pam Gregory talking about the dissolution of the magnetic shield. And then further mushed with common sense, survivalist thinking, and more generalized pragmatism. It seems likely that whatever yarrow grows in a fully wild state - or very close to it - is going to be any given alchemist's best choice of a master shield.
Welcoming a Yarrow ally as electrical and psychic back-up is a wonderful gift during times of prolonged duress. It can also be just as lovely and well-applied for those who work in a capacity of guidance or healing - counseling, etc. I like it for times when it seems that staying true to myself needs its own time alone in a bubble of sorts - while concurrently carrying on with life (and its attendant emotions) as close to normally as possible. Also love spending time among flowering yarrow plants. My sister in law has virtual groves of the deep golden yellow variety growing throughout her NoCali version of a wild garden.
the Echinacea flower healing vibration is always related to deep/bedrock level restoration of soul and spirit as well as mind and body. This specific flower may have been included in the essence bowl. I was really happy to see how vibrantly and fully the plant flowered in mid-summer. Earlier in the season it developed a very obvious co-creative relationship with an enormous volunteer foxglove in the Evolving Sanctuary garden.
Have been working with a few folk who are profoundly shook by all we've been through and continue to experience throughout the globe. I have a strong preference for offering Echinacea remedies (along with Elderberry and perhaps Lime) for the special needs of complex PTSD as well as those in occupations with a strong ongoing trauma component flagging ongoing need for self-care and ongoing restorative life choices.
i hope to write in more depth on this topic and then figure out how to get the words distributed most efficiently. stay tuned.
Red Bee Balm is a very versatile essence. It clears the head chakras beautifully and also shows an affinity for brain-level neuro-circutry. This is obvious from the shape and form of the flower. What's also obvious is the long square shaped stem that places this species in the mint family. The sturdy stem always reminds me of the spinal column when perfectly straight. I like to image the flower in a visualization that places the flower against the spinal column as if the blossom could move up and down - not unlike a clear class elevator on the outside of a building. In that visual image, the flower describes the essence's capacity to travel up and down throughout the chakra system - at speed that may compromise detailed examination but not illuminated awareness.
[grace actually spoke to this but i can't remember where. a comment and maybe it's here and I can find it to place right here.]
I find red bee balm flower essence to be a special friend to those who have chronic illness and/or pain. The certain zap that chronic anything applies to every layer of be-ing is not to be underestimated. Our subtle energy bodies need nourishment and the energetic equivalent of electrolyte rebalancing.
Since this is a very solar plant I thought to work with it when I felt I was good and thoroughly caught up with crying after so many years of refusing to do as much. A dream guided me to put a single drop of mother stock in the center of my crown. I waited while it was absorbed and then visualized its passageway through my energy system. Am setting aside a few scant dropper bottles with the mother stocks so there's no need to the original storage bottle more than once. Just to be prepared in this way. It feels important and possibly a partial refinement of rescue remedy as it's best applied in our variety of destabilizing circumstance?
Posted at 04:05 PM in abundance of care, alchemical rituals, cohesion amidst chaos, feed what feeds you, flower medicine, flower portraits, gardening with purpose, how to make a flower essence, maple, plant geek eyes, quantum healing, RED, self-sustainability, shift resiliency | Permalink | Comments (7)
If only so I can say: enjoy this emotional timeline cleanse. The noise here in the States is getting intrusive right along with the rising Covid numbers here in the town where I live and elsewhere in MA.
Above is a part of the front yard's side pocket area that I took to calling The Indigenous Tribute Garden. It could also be called the result of the gate in the background being stuck shut during a time when J was putting in 70 hour weeks so it took a while to fix. I just directed him where to stop mowing and then I had a nearby place to commune with many of the plants I wildcraft from the field much farther from human dwellings and roads.
Think I've found the fulcrum I'll need to have a better sense of how to proceed blogging about chakras in a long haul way. My mind's been an ongoing roadblock of no consequence to anyone but me. At the same time on that whirling mind level the consequence feels endless if entirely self-perpetuated.
the good news is if it's something I'm doing it's something I can stop doing. And have already begun.
this pic or something similar will show up in the next post mixing red and orange flower images with short descriptions of their essences. The photo above was taken during the summer I kept this garden in the summer of '05. As described in that early post, I approached a local CSA manager to see if I might have 'a bit of earth' specifically to co-create flower essences. She didn't know what they were but she knew about Bach Rescue Remedy. I told her were I lived (densely populated by any standards not just ex-urbs) and she immediately brought me in.
It was a magical summer that culminated with hurricane Katrina. Thus it was a pivotal personal development summer as well. This was borne-out in astrology, my local teaching efforts, and just time spent on the edge of a wonderful old orchard right at the summit of an equally wonderful New England hill. As I was writing these words it seemed as if it was also a summer that - within my own mind - asked me to grow all the way up and get truly creative in terms of how I put my energy into the world as a healer.
J takes afternoon walks around our neighborhood's roads. Yesterday he brought in the garden bell that we both overlooked until I suddenly remembered in the middle of the night. Knew the beautiful knotted tibetan cord probably wouldn't withstand more than another year if that so am glad to have it re-hung in its new and greatly improved winter location.
Today temps rose to the high 30's. local road traffic has thinned considerably. T's various electronic and building projects are kudzu-ing basement real estate. J and I have agreed to investigate standing light garden units. Something modest and just the equivalent of what I have now or even a bit less. If the service bureau's work slows down for him he's likely as not to figure out how to make it - or at least the frame - himself.
Tomorrow I'm putting on muck-boots and walking around the field for awhile...
Today there is also a new ORANGE post at Nichobella
[just found this orange-centric pic in my files while looking for something else]
I'm fixin' to build two posts about flower essences - for the first and second chakra respectively. This takes thought-time and also searching my photo archives time. But I'm definitely on it now that I've been told the interest is firmly there.
Am also providing co-creative how-to links from previously posted entries
Want to add that I've super-enjoyed receiving the playlists a few folks have created by interspersing my selections with some of their own. I plan to pull together something that expresses itself more towards the Up aspects of second chakra work somewhere near the end of next week.
I worked with her to co-create one of my first flower essences. P. somniferum flowers - of any color - hold a soothing vibe of slowing down, coming to center, and resting the mind and body with assurance it's safe/possible to fully relax.