It’s the middle of Lent and just a week until it is officially spring. Here in the Northwest the weather is teasing us with some spring-like days and some winter-like days. Here at the Wood the daffodils and the trillium are blooming again, so I, too, feel like I’m coming out of hibernation.
The winter was a fruitful time of darkness and discovery. My father died at the beginning of November after a journey with several long, slow illnesses. Part of me has gone inward for several months as my own timeline begins to shift and change as my place in the generations settles into what it will be for this season. I’ll gradually post some writing that has been a part of these months.
As spring comes to our corner of creation, the earth is once again giving up some of the trash that those who lived here in the past dumped into the earth. We’ve grown accustomed to this purging being a part of what happens out here each spring. The earths ability to cleanse itself of this toxic matter in order to be a vital place for life to take root once again is becoming a source of hope and inspiration for me. While we must work to heal the earth and not cause unnecessary damage, we can’t help but impact a system of which we are a part. We also must trust in the earth’s ability to participate in the healing.
Down on the part of our property that was once the biggest trash heap on the place, there are now five new raised planting beds filled with fresh new soil. May the greening of this corner of creation contribute to the healing of the earth and the healing of earth’s inhabitants.
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