Love this so much. Beautifully said. (PS If you want to learn some mind blowing things about plants - they smell, hear, feel vibrations, can recognize kin, and have "behaviour" patterns similar to animals - read The Light Eaters by Zoe Schlanger. I just finished it and can't stop talking about it!)
Yay! I listened to the audiobook through my library, and then promptly ordered a paper copy! And there was a section that reminded me of the "human aquarium" metaphor - how we're the perfect watery environments for bacteria etc. Surprisingly quite a bit about humans and other animals in a book about plants. Let me know what you think of it all! :)
This question really resonated. What am I tending to in my life right now, what's rooting quietly beneath the surface? First thing every morning, I go outside with my dog. And I walk around my yard, deadheading all the flowers. Removing the faded heads of flowers. Off with their heads, to prolong the bloom and encourage reblooming. Pinching off old growth to new re-flowering. Even though it's an external practice, it feels like it's coming from within, mirroring the souls unfolding as you say. There's a sense of grief even with regeneration and rebirth. Letting go of the old so that new growth can bloom.
Circling back to this post, I want you to know it’s brought me into the numinous. I’m having all kinds of profound realizations, recognizing signs and synchronicities.
I’m enamoured with the baby green new growth on the coniferous trees here in Canada and this has happened every spring for many years. Today, I made the connection between the trees’ new growth and my own. My “growing” is witnessed in the subtle shift of familiar habitual patterns and the daily commitments I’m making to my falling into Self. As always much appreciation for your Presence. ❤️
Oh Jane. ❤️ This actually leaves me speechless and present with the wonder and beauty of your deeply meaningful reflections. Thank you! I’ll ponder your question and get back to you. 🙏
Love this so much. Beautifully said. (PS If you want to learn some mind blowing things about plants - they smell, hear, feel vibrations, can recognize kin, and have "behaviour" patterns similar to animals - read The Light Eaters by Zoe Schlanger. I just finished it and can't stop talking about it!)
I’m so going to read it!! xo
Yay! I listened to the audiobook through my library, and then promptly ordered a paper copy! And there was a section that reminded me of the "human aquarium" metaphor - how we're the perfect watery environments for bacteria etc. Surprisingly quite a bit about humans and other animals in a book about plants. Let me know what you think of it all! :)
This question really resonated. What am I tending to in my life right now, what's rooting quietly beneath the surface? First thing every morning, I go outside with my dog. And I walk around my yard, deadheading all the flowers. Removing the faded heads of flowers. Off with their heads, to prolong the bloom and encourage reblooming. Pinching off old growth to new re-flowering. Even though it's an external practice, it feels like it's coming from within, mirroring the souls unfolding as you say. There's a sense of grief even with regeneration and rebirth. Letting go of the old so that new growth can bloom.
Beautiful.
Circling back to this post, I want you to know it’s brought me into the numinous. I’m having all kinds of profound realizations, recognizing signs and synchronicities.
I’m enamoured with the baby green new growth on the coniferous trees here in Canada and this has happened every spring for many years. Today, I made the connection between the trees’ new growth and my own. My “growing” is witnessed in the subtle shift of familiar habitual patterns and the daily commitments I’m making to my falling into Self. As always much appreciation for your Presence. ❤️
So beautiful to hear.
Oh Jane. ❤️ This actually leaves me speechless and present with the wonder and beauty of your deeply meaningful reflections. Thank you! I’ll ponder your question and get back to you. 🙏
It's like giving myself permission to be undone.
❤️