February 1, 2024
If you’re like me, January felt like the LONGEST and most difficult and painful year ever…ever. Ehh, I mean month. I pray that February 2024 brings each of you joy, abundance, healing, and immense hope for a brighter and more peaceful year. I’m making a vision board and journaling my heart’s healing goals. I am reminded that spring and sunshine are fast approaching and with this in mind, I can compartmentalize all that is so hard and painful, and focus my heart on creating health and wealth. I decorated my little corner of the world with red and pink hearts and fresh flowers this week. I walked around our property today and noticed so many budding flowers. Here’s the funny story about these flowers. I bought a huge bag of seeds two or three years back. The box went missing! Turns out, someone placed it under the kitchen sink. I found it back in late November and decided I would “see” if anything happens with the seeds. Wow. What hope and beauty these seeds bring! I have always been fascinated by butterflies, seeds and flowers. Gardens are the language of my soul. I threw down about a pound or so of California poppy seeds. I remember feeling bonkers back in 2021 because I couldn’t find the box and eventually gave up all hope of finding it again. Turns out, the seeds need a dark cold winter to stratify. Not only did these seeds “last” 3 ish years under my kitchen sink…neglected, forgotten, alone, but they are now blooming?! Say what! This process baffled me. I get it now. I do. It’s quite emotional to me. Sometimes we need the lonely and cold, in all it’s bewildering wisdom, to emerge anew. This is how life reveals the elements of peace through our earnest understanding of these rich and powerful polarities strewn across the landscapes of our experiences. My husband and I started a butterfly garden with our children a few years back. Each of the kids played a special role in creating our small patch of paradise on earth. I somehow knew my soul, our souls, needed this type of sanctuary for healing. We have a water fountain that attracts all types of gorgeous winged friends, including and especially, honeybees! I’m homesick for our spring and summer garden. I’m missing cozy hammocks under a canopy of leaves, butterflies swirling above, cardinals and mockingbirds singing to us their loving songs. I’m sure we are all collectively, as humans, homesick for the beauty and wonder that gardens bring in all it’s splendor and exquisite expression of truth and goodness. The truth lies in the depth of our seasons. The goodness lies in the painfully honest, critical, and life-giving process unfolding before us. I send you each a winter blessing of hope and love, healing and wholeness. May we all know that healing is slow, but always available. May we all feel the cold darkness as a gift and promise for future beauty. I leave you with a quote by a favorite poet of mine., Mary Oliver
“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift.”
Below are memories and video of our butterfly summer garden