Blogging has been on the back burner for most this year. I have been immersed in the experience of life and nature at Lichenwood, learning about my new environment and connecting myself more firmly to this ecosystem. It is a continual issue in my life that I crave immediate gratification and cannot achieve it. I’m slowly learning that I cannot force changes into being any more quickly than the Universe intends them and also that the journey toward manifestation is an experience not to be missed.
How sweet the season of growing and exploration has been! We have put many new plants into the landscape here, and my invitations to the various local nature spirits have resulted in the appearance of several allies onto the property. Elder is seeding itself into area in between the planted shrubs and the wild shrubs, just as I had hoped. Skullcap has shown up in several areas and even Oats appeared by the front door!
A highlight of the year was gathering tangles of Cleavers along the brook with my student, Adrieanne. This is one of my favorite medicines and I have had a long relationship with it since it showed up at the house in Durham, growing in bright sun and sandy dry soil (where it just should not be happy) and crawling its way up my front step, as if it would enter the house in an attempt to attach to me with its sticky tendrils. When the plants reach out, you must listen!
I have walked into new and exciting areas of the surrounding landscape. Whenever I visit a new piece of land nearby it is a thrilling experience. Predictably discoveries of treasured plant friends underscore the joy of wild explorations. Finding the little colonies of Arbutus just up the hill, or the White Turtlehead by the flowing waters of one of the many brooks out near the marsh, seem like confirmations to me that I am in the right place, at the right time. Was there ever any doubt?
It is nearly two years since we moved here. There is a certain sadness when I look back at pictures of my old wild trails of adventure and learning. I can never forget the lessons of Grandmother Maple, or the Usnea hung Jack Pine, the pale yellow haze of Spicebush blooms in the leafless forest at Beltaine, or the carpets of Goldthread, Bunchberry, and Wild Anemone that took me in and guided my journey. They will always be with me.
Now my initiation into new lessons and new seasons of growth is truly underway here at my new home. There is an excitement in each new day that grants me the opportunity to connect with plants, wild animals, stones, earth, and water ways that surround me now. As I look back at the time of harvest and reflection, I know that I am blessed.