Tag: Spring

lessons learned: bunnies and sacred space

Every spring, the bunnies come to visit the garden and see if by some chance, there’s a hole in the chicken wire big enough to access the greens.  Sadly, they are disappointed, but they hang around any way and give birth each Spring to…

embrace

Yesterday, I had the opportunity to sit and talk with Papa Bluebird who seems to have returned a couple of months early for another nesting season.  Rather than continuing on with my dirt digging or sermon writing, I just sat on the front steps…

lessons learned: the apricot tree

The season of my separation from my ex-husband, the movie Under the Tuscan Sun had just been released on DVD.  I acquired a copy and probably wore it out in the first year following this life transition. On so many levels, the film seemed to…

lessons learned: spiritual spring cleaning

I wrote this one several years ago and am a few weeks late posting it this year.  It is always a good reminder for me, perhaps even more than 1x per year. ~cameron   Some think it’s holding on that makes one strong; sometimes, it’s…

pilgrimage

  PILGRIMAGE~ a journey or search of spiritual significance;  a metaphorical journey into someone’s beliefs; a long journey or search especially one of exalted purpose where every step of the way has meaning There are days when I wonder, “Why am I on this path?”…

birdsong

“Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314) BY EMILY DICKINSON “Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all – And sweetest – in the…

lessons learned: spiritual spring cleaning

On this first day of Spring, I’m reposting today as a reminder of the benefits of a good Spring cleaning–domestically and spiritually. ~cameron Some think it’s holding on that makes one strong; sometimes, it’s letting go.  ~Sylvia Robinson Last night, I was reading a…

sitting with the crocuses

You expect Her to come quickly when you feel the first warm light bask on your skin, or when the first choir of purple crocuses peeps their heads through the dead leaves. You wait impatiently for this season of hibernation to fade. You’ve rested…

wintering

I’ve put the gardens to bed and shored up the chicken coop. I’ve stored the tools and stacked the pots behind the shed. I’ve left the last of the coneflower dead heads reaching toward the sky, in case finch and chickadee grow tired of…

recipes: spring green salad

With all the new extra sunlight on the farm, my spring gardens have produced more than enough greens to feed our family, our chickens, and any rabbit that can jump the fence.  I’ve been experimenting a bit with salad ideas and came up with…

sitting still

Sitting still, doing nothing Spring comes, and the grass grows by itself. ~Basho    

Spring poetry and prayer

Lord, the air smells good today, straight from the mysteries within the garden of God. The trees in their prayer, the birds in praise, the first blue violets, kneeling. ~Rumi   May all I say and all I think be in harmony with thee,…