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)

 

Flying High

Still on the Standing Stones of Callenish, this image relates to the energies of Earth, Fire, Air and Water. I find I’m adding water more to artwork these days, in recognition of climate change and the rising power of the water element in Mother Nature.

Again I’m indebted to Dina, for her kind permission to use the images of the Standing Stones of Callenish in photos she took during a visit to the Orkneys. Her blog and messages from the wonderful Bookfayries can be found at: The World According to Dina. 

Elemental Pendant

We have building works going on right beside us creating enormous amounts of dust and noise, so I decided to bring inside the crystals and stones I had on a table on the verandah beside my office. I have had a huge piece of petrified wood for years, since I lived in Boonah, south-east Queensland. It’s from Mt French, the big mountain close to Boonah, and a friend gave it to me. This time, as I picked it up, a piece broke off much to my suprise. However, I held it and felt it was calling to be made into a pendant, a grounding piece of the earth element with links to earth elementals.

So I painted it with gold and rainbow glitter nail polish, something I wouldn’t normally do as I like my stones au naturel, but these seemed to inspire a connection with the earth elememtals. Then I added a gold wrap, an aquamarine stone to honour water elementals, and clear and purple Swarovski-type flatbacks to represent the spiritual connections of this pendant.

This piece has a very powerful, ground energy with deep links within Mother Earth.  She also keeps me connected with Australia where I lived for over 40 years.

Brave & Startling Truth – Maya Angelou

we-are-one
I was inspired to create this image by Maya  Angelou’s poem below. The digital art piece has a wilderness area as its base, a stone circle overlay and a standing stone overlaid on both images.
It’s a reminder of the world we inherited, for which we are caretakers and which we leave as our heritage to succeeding generations. The standing stones remind us that we are not separate from the past, the energies of those who went before us still imbue the Earth with their energy, just as we will imbue the Earth with our energy once we return to the Spirit world from which we came.
It’s also a reminder to honour the devic energies of Mother Earth to ensure we dance in harmony with the nature spirits who are an integral part of our planet’s energy spiral of life and renewal.

Brave And Startling Truth

We, this people, on a small and lonely planet
Traveling through casual space
Past aloof stars, across the way of indifferent suns
To a destination where all signs tell us
It is possible and imperative that we learn
A brave and startling truth
And when we come to it
To the day of peacemaking
When we release our fingers
From fists of hostility
And allow the pure air to cool our palms

***

We, this people, on this small and drifting planet
Whose hands can strike with such abandon
That in a twinkling, life is sapped from the living
Yet those same hands can touch with such healing, irresistible tenderness
That the haughty neck is happy to bow
And the proud back is glad to bend
Out of such chaos, of such contradiction
We learn that we are neither devils nor divinesWhen we come to it
We, this people, on this wayward, floating body
Created on this earth, of this earth
Have the power to fashion for this earth
A climate where every man and every woman
Can live freely without sanctimonious piety
Without crippling fear

When we come to it
We must confess that we are the possible
We are the miraculous, the true wonder of this world
That is when, and only when
We come to it.

~ Maya Angelou ~

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