Sunday 6 February 2011

For the love of Trees

"Trees purify the air, they also purify the mind. If you want to save your world you must save the trees."

It is definately safe to say I am a tree girl.  From being a tiny baby who would often only settle when put under a tree, to now, where hours are spent in the company of trees;  my tree friends are a very important part of my life. 


To be able to go for long walks and enjoy the company of these wonderful beings is a real blessing when times get hard.  Also to sit and relax in my back room and watch the wind dancing through the evergreens at the back of next doors' garden is an opportunity to unwind and tease the knots out of a tired and snaggled mind. 





Sometimes a special tree will mark the pathway to somewhere magical....  Are you ready to cross the threshold....

Friday 4 February 2011

The Artist's Way ~ Week 1 ~ Recovering a sense of safety

I am currently working through this book for the second time and I am really enjoying it.  I am doing my morning pages and I am going to go on an artist's date, although I am not sure where I am going to go yet or what I am going to do....

One of my favourite places to visit is the Iron Age Hillfort in the next village over from me.  It is always a place of inspiration, of filling the well.  It is one of those places that broods silently and that feeling stays with you for sometime after you leave.  I love to walk around the undulating ramparts and think of times long gone and of all the many things that must have taken place here over the years....



I love to take photos here and then sit and remember later over a cup of tea and chocolate, which is pretty much my favourite thing in the whole world...

I love it here because to me there are echos of the ancestors and they don't seem to mind me dwelling silently for a while in their company....  To me this is something of a healing ritual,  albeit never an easy one.

I love this time of year, the feeling of the new season about to burst into all its tightly held potential... It almost feels like a gently held in breath, a tension or maybe a suspension in time before we move to the equinox and the light takes over from the darkness of the winter months.

Blessings of Imbolc...