Can We Speak in English Flowers – Old (1760s) and New (2017)
London to Missouri and Back. Coloring Book and Garden Visits
I am working on a new practice, like the practice of yoga, meditation or prayer. It is the practice of becoming bilingual in the language of animacy.
Today I finished planting my garden. It’s the last on the list of the many gardens I work in. Before digging in the dirt I took some mandala photos of the garden and flowers that touch my heart and share my time.
Flower Freeze. Tonight winter comes back with 20 degrees F. Spring was here all winter and the flowers grew.
“My love is like a red, red rose”
A red rose is the symbol of eternal love. We give red roses on February’s Valentine’s Day to honor the lover that cupid’s arrow have chosen for us. The red rose and cupid are not the symbols of St. Valentine. They are […]
The joy of leading and teaching spiritual art workshops is mainly seeing the opening up and blossoming of each participant’s creative expression. This was especially true in August at Kanuga during the Faith, Art & Creative Expression Conference workshop.
Although it’s a few days past, I want to rename the Harvest Moon, the Persimmon moon. On Sept. 23rd, the day of the full Harvest Moon, I created a persimmon mandala to honor the time of year and the time of sweet harvest.
Creating Sacred Space in Garden -Planting Prayers was the title of the class I taught at Kanuga near Asheville, North Carolina … Sometimes described as a “thin” place, this Episcopal Retreat Center is a space where deep connection and community promotes and nurtures the weaving of faith, art and creativity.
I am getting ready to leave in a few weeks for North Carolina to teach my course “Creating Sacred Space in the Garden” at Kanuga, a spiritual retreat center outside of Asheville.
Teaching at Kanuga F.A.C.E conference. Little did I know it would be a life-changing journey to my own and other’s deep creative heARTs.
A Month for Mandalas, session two, is about connection to nature’s elements. Here are the mandalas honoring and becoming one with air and earth.
The beauty of roses in late fall have their own power. For me they are a healing balm and light. A light much needed in these darkening days.
The last mandala circle get together was about an hour away at the home and prairie of Christine and Gary. The ten acres of restored and loved prairie and woods are called “Earth Mirrors”. It’s a mirror into the soul and long history of the land and those who care and cared for it.
I’m back home after an incredible journey that was deep and wide. A journey that opened new doors of creativity, community and connection. Sometimes it is hard to get grounded after such an experience. For me, it is spending time in the garden that gives me grounding and welcomes me home.
I leave in less than a week for Kanuga near Asheville, North Carolina to teach a week-long course titled “Entering the Sacred Through Images, Words, Nature & Gardens”. Kanuga is a 1400 acre Episcopal retreat center. I can’t wait.
In years past I’ve received emails from the Missouri Botanical Gardens saying “the sacred lotus are blooming”. I haven’t seen the email yet this year. I hope it isn’t too late. Lotus is one of my favorite plants. Not only for its beauty, but for its spiritual meanings.
Today is a snow day for me. I often work in gardens in the winter with my helpers. Today it is too cold with a thin cover of snow. So I have the gift of unscheduled time, a day to be slow, in the moment and dream about blooming gardens that I’m missing
The hardest part about winter isn’t the cold, or the snow, or the long darkness. For me, it is the loss of flowers from late fall until spring. I buy flowers at the grocery store, I go to the wholesale flower district and spend time standing in the coolers with bucket after bucket of flowers, just so I can be around flowers.
Sunflowers. They bring beauty, joy, nourishment and healing. And their sacred geometry shows the infinity of life.
We had our first hard frost in St. Louis a few nights ago. It is always a bittersweet time, with the last sweetness of flower blooms and the bitter bite of cold the morning after.
I haven’t been taking time this year to photograph flowers from my garden as the flower mandalas they are. These are flower portraits that show the amazing details of their mandalas shapes …. When I do this my heart hurts from the intensity of beauty I see. I am reminded that at every moment this beauty is there and yet I am seldom aware of it and wonder why I am not in a perpetual state of amazement.
Recently I pulled into a parking spot in Maplewood, Missouri. I parked behind a blue pickup truck. I saw flowers and vegetables in the back. I thought they were in pots ready to be planted in a garden. Boy was I surprised when I looked closer.
A few days ago I walked out the front door and saw one of my butterfly milkweed plants – asclepias curassavica – full of monarch butterfly caterpillars. I was happy to see them, and sad that a few days before I found out exactly how desperately they need our help.
My dog Sarah was a super dog. I say my dog because even though she was supposed to be the family dog, she was mine. She was the sweetest dog and even had fans who used to go out of their way to walk by our house to pet her as she sat on the front lawn.
Last year I got the best compliment about my garden ever. A dog walker who came by daily told me my garden looked like an Alice in Wonderland garden. Although it is mainly organized chaos and a Midwestern version of English Cottage style, I like to think of it as a wonderland with its own quite tame adventures compared to Alice’s, but adventures none-the-less.
The blossoms of cherry trees are lovely on the tree and off, especially as they float to the ground. Seeing the petals covering the sidewalk and blown into the edges of the street
I am sending this blog to all who visit my site. It is such a joy to share my passions for the beauty of nature and the beauty of people’s creativity.
Today I am blue for flowers. Not just because it is in the midst of a very cold and long winter, but because I am feeling a grieving for the flowers that may be lost to this winter’s cold.
This time of quiet reflection is a balance to the busyness of the end of the year and the now gone growing season. I need to find pockets of serenity now.
It’s been a full week – full of sweetness with my two day Mandala Workshop and full of bitter with the first killing frost in my gardens. The sweetness of shared hearts and creativity during the workshop still lingers in my heart, home and home art studio.
If you live in St. Louis and you say you are “going to the garden”, it only means one thing. You are going to the Missouri Botanical Garden.
The sculptural beauty of desert plants – succulents and cactus – can be seen in a most amazing garden where these plants have been growing for over forty years.
The 137 foot long entrance dragon welcomes visitors to the Missouri Botanical Garden’s Lantern Festival. It is called Art by Day and Magic by Night. And it certainly is. I first […]
The white garden at Sissinghurst Castle is in the most visited garden in England.Created by writer, gardener and lover of Virginia Wolff, Vita Sackville-West and her husband designed garden “rooms” in the ruins […]
“When I touch a flower… I am touching infinity”, is the George Washington Carver quote in my garden. Seeing and touching the infinite in the mandala shape of a flower is what draws me to the garden.
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