My Soul Turns into a Tree

Sometimes, when a bird cries out,
Or the wind sweeps through a tree,
Or a dog howls in a far-off farm,
I hold still and listen a long time.

Aspens in Fall by Henry Percy

My world turns and goes back to the place
Where, a thousand forgotten years ago,
The bird and the blowing wind
Were like me, and were my brothers.

My soul turns into a tree,
And an animal, and a cloud bank.
Then changed and odd it comes home
And asks me questions.

What should I reply?

~Hermann Hesse

We Are One World

“As I looked down, I saw a large river meandering slowly along for miles, passing from one country to another without stopping. I also saw huge forests, extending along several borders. And I watched the extent of one ocean touch the shores of separate continents. Two words leaped to mind as I looked down on all this: commonality and interdependence.
We are one world.”

~ John-David Bartoe 

Blessings of Beltane

Life bursts forth
Flowing all around
Tiny green buds
First flowers of spring
Magical new Life.

Ancient dance
Fertile dance
Yin & Yang unite
Life blooms
With natural joy.

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May Day, or Beltane, is the halfway point between the spring equinox and the summer solstice. This date marked the beginning of summer for the ancient Celts. It was a day of dance and song – a celebration in gratitude for fertile fields sprouting with new life.

Blessings to our beautiful Earth on this magical Beltane cross-quarter day. So grateful for our original Mama, the planet who birthed us all.

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We Are One

Green God of Soil, Root and Fern

Our ancestors said to their mother Earth: ‘We are yours’.

Modern Humanity said to Nature, ‘You are mine’.

The Green Man has returned as the living face of the whole earth so that through his mouth we may say to the universe: ‘We are one’.

~ Sharon Brubaker

Blessings of Beltane

Leaves bud
Calves birth
Flowers bloom
Everywhere the green
Celebrate Life!

Sacred union
Male with female
And life flows
Out with passion
And joy.

Fiery Beltane Blessings

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I Am Goddess

High Mountain Lake

My bones are mountains.
My tears, rushing rivers.
The earth’s crust is my skin.
Trees adorn my head.

The sun, moon, and stars
Are in my eyes.
The ether of the Universe is my breath.
Separateness is an illusion.

I am all things and all things are me.

~Anya Phenix