Thursday, March 24, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
My Canvas
Inspired by the signs of life, I notice they seem to mimic my own. While I have tended to the gardens of life around me, I have neglected my own for years. My garden reminds my that life is cycle, I need to remember when I am in the dark, brooding of my own winter, letting my soul go dark and dingy, that it is only laying dormant, and will spring anew again. I am blooming again, I will be stronger, brighter, and my roots will grower deeper.
My Home and my garden are finally beginning to reflect who I am, what I want in this life, and it makes me happy!
My spirit & soul grow restless inside, and want to bound out to the sunshine! Its taken a long time, the road has been so hard to navigate, but it has brought me here, closing one circle and beginning another. I am reminded of my of visit to the ancient site Newgrange many years ago. These people were connected to the earth, and each other. I saw the “Triple Spiral” art drawn on many stones there, and felt a connection to that art work. So much so that years later I purchased a necklace with its design that to this day brings me calm when I wear it. Newgrange felt like a temple, a sacred space, and now, as I look to create my own sacred space, it speaks to me more then ever. I sit in my garden thinking, dreaming, connecting, with all the things to come, thinking of all that has come to pass, and all that is present... it is all connected, like the triple spiral, we are all connected, it's beautiful.
My brothers favorite saying pops into my head as I sit in the shade of my pine tree, “if you can dream it, I can build it”, now is the time to build my dreams! Join me, dream to your hearts content, then build your dreams! Today, start making your life what you want it to be, you have the power!
Enjoy the few photos I have posted from this weekend!
A blog about my yard would not be complete without a picture of HRH Artemis wandering about with me, this was just before he stepped into the bulb garden and plopped down for roll in them. Last year he bit the heads of my hyacinth when I was trying to get a pic of them, hoping he does not try that again. He would make a lovely muff if he tries that again...seriously Arty talk to Moose about when he dug in the garden :)
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