i need to stay with this.
i need to give this moment all that it is due. In all the Ways that inform the present moments.
I am a human being. I am sick with a virus. I am FULL to the brim with looking toward so much Unknown. These things bring me to such a point of vulnerability and i cannot rely on any kind of
power of my own.
i have no power other than to face what i understand to be true. and that is Fluid. changing.
our lives are at the Mercy of What Will Be. Mercy. I love the word/concept Mercy. My most loved third generation doe Goat is named Mercy because of the story of her first days. Mercy.
so…yesterday, being sick, i steeped the tea. I poured the boiling water into the pint jar with dry plant substance…plants. Plants.
Plants.
Plant Beings that grow up from the Earth. Rise from seed and can be harvested to heal Us.
that deserves being said like a thousand times or more, Rise from seed and can be harvested to heal Us. Say it. Over and Over.
I am not too much the kind of person who is into hanging out with children in a vague sort of way. I have my own interests that often will supersede this kind of motherly or grandmotherly thing, but
i am in this time of my life that seems in this time of this evolutionary developmental moment on this Planet, i am feeling the NEED to Be Here. To call attention to the Real.
I heated water to boiling. Poured it into a pint jar with a tablespoon of dried Plants. I watched as the colour began to change, how the dried fragments on the surface took on moisture and began to descend. Then the pause. and there, as if for me, as if as an Answer to the vulnerability and the fear, a
bloom. a Flower. Calendula. resurrected, before my eyes, the petals extending, moving,
undulating
like wings
and in such slow motion, brought Her to the surface…her Face, directly in my face. Face to Face.
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