Woody Wonders

I was reading an article today about the way in which woodland, sadly, is being cut back in the UK. It reminded me of when I was young and staying with my grandparents at Blackheath, London. They lived down an isolated lane which lead, for me, to MagicLand. As a kid I loved nature (still do!) and almost the first thing I’d, when I’d arrived at my grandparents’ home, was to greet them then run out into the land of the trees beyond the confines of daily life.

My grandparents had a largish back yard (well, big for London), and when you walked out of the gate at the end of the garden, you entered what was for me a land of magic, peace and quiet. There was no sound of traffic, just the wood pigeons cooing, only fields ahead of me and, further down the wild area, a wood that was absolutely beautiful. It wasn’t big but it held trees, bushes, flowers (it was a carpet of blue when the bluebells were in season), and lots of secret places to explore. I could feel the nature spirits around me, offering loving support and support for my retreat from the world I found very difficult as a child.

I know that woodland and fields no longer exist as they’ve been sold for housing and other developments. But memories of my magical times in that small wood remind me of the power of trees, their strength, their hidden communications, their roots feeding deep into the earth beneath.

I would wish that other children – and adults- could experience the power of being in nature – it’s soothing, it’s healing and it connects us with All That Is resonating between all life on Planet Earth and throughout the Galaxy.

Lost
 
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you,
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
 
~ David Wagoner ~

(Riverbed)

 

9 thoughts on “Woody Wonders

    • Yes, it’s one thing I miss here in North Cyprus, Irene, no woods or green fields. But then there’s sea and sun so one must appreciate one’s blessings wherever one is, eh? All the best for 2018, hope your health is improving step by step. xxx

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      • Thank you very much, Mo. You are right, I do also appreciate the sea and sun here. I do have green areas here, but not like woods right here either. Then I will need to go more into Spain.

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    • Thanks, Teagan, I was reading about the declining woodland in the UK and got a very clear image to create, all fell into place! Have good weekend and very best wishes for the New Year and throughout 2018.

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  1. Your woodsy image conjures up magic, love this… This coming year we are vowing to spend more time in nature, it is a necessity these days with all the proverbial shit hitting the fan. Nature heals and soothes even the most fragile of souls – thank goodness. Blessings to you and yours my dear Mo – and a healthy, happy, festive, peaceful, artistic, positive, grounding 2018! – hope I covered it all 🙂

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  2. Glad you liked this, Deb, and yes, nature is a great healer. And love and best wishes to you and yours in return, dear Deb, I love your smiling face popping up in my newsfeed, and looking at your wonderful work. Much love, Mo xxx

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  3. Wow! My trees as a child were just at the end of my street…..I just walked to a small brook where you could sit a bit and beyond was brush, mayflowers, blueberries in spring and summer and red bayberries in fall, then the trees – the forest really that went on forever….pine, fir, birch, maple, a few crab apple and who knows what else…..so my affinity for trees comes from way, way back. Like you my reverence for trees is a lifetime joy. Their energy has sustained me for all those years.

    One of the reasons I remain in my house now with my small back yard is because it’s surrounded by trees some that were here already when I moved in 40 odd years ago, and some that neighbors and I planted around and about over the years. My yard is not neat and tidy for sure but the trees and shrubs protect me and heal me and I would have difficulty leaving them behind because now I live in a city. I’m looking over my shoulder out my second floor window right now and although the leaves are gone for winter I am surrounded by my large friends….keeping me safe.

    Once again Mo, this piece and the beautiful art work brings peace to my soul today.

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    • Yes, trees are magical. When we lived in Boonah, South-East Queensland, we had a huge tree on one corner of the house which we loved. An old-time Queensland guy walked past, took one look at the tree and said: “Chop it down”. I knew that if I said to him the tree was a guardian of our home he would not have understood. But when the bigg summer storms came through, they used to bounce off this tree and leave our home undamaged.

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