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In-Between Time of Year

FINALLY! SPRING IS HERE!!!!

At least the snow is all gone and the grass is beginning to turn green. With Summer Solstice just around the corner, the trees are just beginning to show their buds in this part of the world. It's that in-between time of year. The wind is blowing fiercly right now, as it changes from hot to cold one more time....




It's been one of the longest, coldest hardest winters that I can remember. Maybe it just seems that way, but with the Cosmological Forces i.e. the Dark Moon phenomena, Supermoons, Earth polar shifts and more happening all at once... its taking its toll on all of us, not to mention Mother Earth.



She seems to not have the energy to bring forth new life. It's as if she just wants to go back to sleep and pull the blanket of snow over her head. I guess we all know how that is. When you don't have anything great to look forward to except more abuse, neglect and exploitation, why would you want to wake up?
 

We are one with Mother Earth, we are living on her body, we are part of her cycles of change. But we are also the fleas on her back that are causing her a lot of discomfort.
 

This Spring, seeing as I moved to a new place, I am going to make sure I take care of the tree in front of our house. The Spruce trees in this area are full of a type of little green worm that sucks the sap out of the tree and they are dying.
 

I talked to the City and asked how to save the trees. I got pamphlets to hand out to the neighbours. Some of then didn't even notice that their trees were dying.
 

We have become so disconnected to the environment, that we forget that trees are living entities and need care just like we do. We plant them in narrow shallow spaces, we plant trees that are not indigenous to this area and we wonder why they look so sick.
Now even the indigenous species are dying.
I may not be able to save them all, but I can save the one in front of my house. Already it is looking better, happier, greener than it did when we moved in.
 

This spring I am going forward with a renewed commitment to the land, the Ancestors and the Spirits of the Land who lived in harmony, with respect and knowing their roles as Caretakers of this beautiful world we live in.
 

Every little bit helps Mother and it helps me too. I feel more grounded, connected and more at home here now!
Hau!


Wheelkeeper

Comments

Lili said…
Love your blog MaryRose.

I love Spring and I'm glad it's here too.
My parents arrived yesterday and they brought so many plants for us to grow together as a family.
I feel really blessed and such gratitude for my parents to be able to share their knowledge and skills of how to tend and care for the plants that grow with us.
It would be great to see more gardens flourishing and the same out and about in nature too.
I love working with the earth and tending to our plants and flora.
Lisa F. Tardiff said…
Loved the blog entry Mary Rose. I liked the statement that we are "the fleas on Mother Earth's back." Just this week we lived a story about "lice" in our Montreal community and it threw everyone into a frenzy. I couldn't help but remind everyone that not so long ago our ancestors struggled with these issues all the time... It's incredible how our Society has no tolerance for bugs and germs, and yet we continue to be the worst infection ever for the Planet. We need to return at looking at our daily living for dream messages because the Planet has never cried out dreams and visions so much....
MaryRose said…
Thanks Lili and Lisa for your input. It is good to hear other stories on how we are influenced by nature as well as how we are affecting and infecting her.

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