Alone, with hundreds of plants I closed our sacred nursery for the year. In silent ritual I sprinkled tiny grass seeds on the greenhouse lawn giving thanks to the living carpet that has supported so many divine circles this year. Cutting back the last spent greenery on the hydrangeas and peonies, felt like bathing my babies before putting them to bed. Tucking the wee ones close together to keep them warm and secure from wind and cold I silently said, “time to rest dear little plants. Thank you for shining so brightly for our guests, you filled our sacred space with oxygen, beauty, and peace. Your work is done for the year. Let the limited sun light energy seep into your core and roots to sustain you in this time of rest.”
Lightly I stepped outside, closed the outer gate and exhaled deeply as I turned the key to lock. My work at the Nursery was done for this year. To tell the truth, being the custodian of that sacred land is a lot of hard physical work and I love it. Moon Mothers Nursery inspires me to create beauty. It is a sanctuary for Healing Art teachers to facilitate unique art circles. It’s home to an elusive garter snake, beautiful red fox and lots of birds. As I drove home I imagined the animals having a solstice party while the humans are away.
As I write this blog entry I feel a new sense of place, my home. The place of my comfortable bed, sweet husband and two purring cats. Like the plants at the nursery I’ll send my energy to my roots as I prepare my home to receive my family and real close friends. Mindful of the natural slow rhythm of this time of the year, I will rest a lot.
Hope you all do too.