Teach the Children – Mary Oliver 🙏

Often referred to as ‘ rewilding ‘

“Teach the children. We don’t matter so much, but the children do. Show them daisies and the pale hepatica. Teach them the taste of sassafras and wintergreen. The lives of the blue sailors, mallow, sunbursts, the moccasin-flowers. And the frisky ones–inkberry, lamb’s-quarters, blueberries. And the aromatic ones–rosemary, oregano. Give them peppermint to put in their pockets as they go to school. Give them the fields and the woods and the possibility of the world salvaged from the lords of profit. Stand them in the stream, head them upstream, rejoice as they learn to love this green space they live in, its sticks and leaves and then the silent, beautiful blossoms. Attention is the beginning of devotion.”

– Mary Oliver

Artwork by Catrin Welz-Stein

Nature Loves Courage

“Nature loves courage. You make the commitment and nature will respond to that commitment by removing impossible obstacles. Dream the impossible dream and the world will not grind you under, it will lift you up.

This is the trick. This is what all these teachers and philosophers who really counted, who really touched the alchemical gold, this is what they understood. This is the shamanic dance in the waterfall. This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering it’s a feather bed.”

– Terence McKenna

About the Author:

Terence Kemp McKenna (1946-2000) was an American ethnobotanist and mystic who advocated the responsible use of naturally occurring psychedelic plants.

[Image: Unlikely Companions by Canadian conceptual artist Shen Fang Teng.]

The Smart Witch by Elizabeth

Classic The Smart Witch

Post from 23 October 2022

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Willows

Delicate though they may seem, willows were designed to be able to move into the most extreme environments.

In the harsh landscape of the high arctic, after even the heartiest conifers cease to grow, you will find whole fields of humble dwarf willows. Seeking water in the desert, you’d be wise to search for their familiar green fringe signaling hidden channels of water.

If you break off the flexible wand of a willow’s branch, it has the ability to re-root almost anywhere. With this intricate strategy, evolved over many millennia of living along river currents and stormy tides, willow branches simply allow themselves to be carried downstream where they can grow anew.

Born from breakage, willows embrace the turbulence that comes with perching yourself on the bank of a moving world, and they are able to use that tumult to thrive.

There is no question that we live in a tumultuous time. And yet, we too we’re born from breakage. We too are here to help the Earth recover and thrive.

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Learn the profoundly healing message of Willows (and why self-forgiveness is like willow water, whatever it pours on will thrive). From Chapter 9 of Mirrors in the Earth.

Old Legend of Forest Home

An Old Legend says:

According to an old Native American legend, one day there was a big fire in the forest. All the animals fled in terror in all directions, because it was a very violent fire. Suddenly, the jaguar saw a hummingbird pass over his head, but in the opposite direction. The hummingbird flew towards the fire!
Whatever happened, he wouldn’t stop. Moments later, the jaguar saw him pass again, this time in the same direction as the jaguar was walking. He could observe this coming and going until he decided to ask the bird about it because it seemed very bizarre behavior.

“What are you doing, hummingbird?” he asked.

“I am going to the lake,” he answered, “I drink water with my beak and throw it on the fire to extinguish it.” The jaguar laughed. ‘Are you crazy? Do you really think that you can put out that big fire on your own with your very small beak?’
‘No,’ said the hummingbird, ‘I know I can’t. But the forest is my home. It feeds me, it shelters me and my family. I am very grateful for that. And I help the forest grow by pollinating its flowers. I am part of her and the forest is part of me. I know I can’t put out the fire, but I must do my part.’

At that moment, the forest spirits, who listened to the hummingbird, were moved by the birdie and its devotion to the forest. And miraculously they sent a torrential downpour, which put an end to the great fire.
The Native American grandmothers would occasionally tell this story to their grandchildren, then conclude with, “Do you want to attract miracles into your life? Do your part.”

Art: RainbowRhythms

Blessings,

Grandmother Flordemayo

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