Natural Poetry

A young Fern, our ancestor. Bud Forest, Molde. Norway. 2018

A young Fern, our ancestor. Bud Forest, Molde. Norway. 2018

Now that we are back at the farmhouse, we are relaxing with our firewood from the barn topped up in a beautiful brass container. I feel so calm knowing that Nature is giving us these basic luxuries. It's so enjoyable making a gentle fire in the inglenook stove to keep the heart of our house cosy. And now the coming of Spring makes these last fires even more precious. The element I found to be prominent on this occasion was Water, whose primary quality is flexibility.

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Hot coco for the heart.

Hot coco for the heart.

Homemade lemon cake

Homemade lemon cake

Vegard's mom made us some of her delicious lemon cake, that I obviously devoured like a monster with my hot chocolate. She brought me two more priceless gifts, these sunny daffodils with violets and a super sweet handmade woolly cap with a matching set of cosy socks and scarf. It does get very cold up here and even when the summer sun comes out quite brightly, the weather still remains cool. My life is slowly becoming filled with the kind of beauty I once dreamt of. Its such a huge contrast to the harsh camping environment, and is truly making us feel our blessings.

Daffodils from a loving friend.

Daffodils from a loving friend.

Caring for our landlord's plants also fills my days of waiting for Spring so much easier. Meanwhile, its giving colour to my journal with newfound wisdom and creativity. Here is a poem I wrote for my dear my friend Oriol who has counselled me on my spiritual journey in a profound way. It is no ordinary thing that he started his conservation project nearly a decade ago, which is now the thriving community that he manages at the sacred valley of Irehom. Today you can see the fruits of such labour and love.

Pages from my journal.

Pages from my journal.

"In the Space

Between you and me,

We walk with a different shoe

In each foot.

One for the Time

To travel the Space

Who seems to be void of us;

One to variate between Matter.

Such energy is spent,

We keep falling asleep.

One of us keeps poise,

In our dance

Of waking each other up."

Grass before the sea.

Grass before the sea.

Sea behind grass.

Sea behind grass.

We found so much peace at the beach today. While we always tend to look at things differently, we know that it also compliments our different perceptions. Sitting on these moss laden rocks, drinking tea with cookies, the children played behind us, looking for shells. The moment took away all our burdens.

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Algae, moss and lichen on rocks.

Algae, moss and lichen on rocks.

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Gorgeous Seaweed.

Gorgeous Seaweed.

I've come to realise how the seaside has served so many artists and poets in the past to be a perfect place to look for soul. The ocean creatures and interesting rocks I found will now be excellent for my art projects.

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Then we found a Gapahuken! It's basically a cabin built totally with natural materials, mainly wood, to provide a free sitting area in the woods for anyone who needs a shelter out on a walk alone or with friends. We also found a free cooking area next to it, again with free firewood chopped and stacked up ready for anyone who wanted to use it. People here are very respectful of nature, and so these public facilities are usually in pristine condition.

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Some young Horsetail returning to the forest.

Some young Horsetail returning to the forest.

I'm particularly excited for Horsetail, it is one of my favourite herbs that I'm waiting for full growth this year. Did you know that this ancient plant is much older than humans? According to archeological evidence, it used to grow up to twenty feet above and below the ground. An incredible support for strengthening bones, Horsetail invites you into the forest to explore and get healthy. It lends its poetry easily through its physical form. If you're learning herbalism you'll find in the Doctrine of Signatures how Horsetail resembles our skeletal composition, which is a great source for natural philosophy. The more time you spend in nature, the signatures start flowing more lucidly through you.

A hard rain in the distance.

A hard rain in the distance.

Rain always meant forgiveness to me. Whenever it falls, it reminds me how small I am in life's great ocean, placing ease and flow back into my body, mind and soul. I've brought back some pretty little shells to make a magical craft. Unintentionally they're seven souvenirs, just perfect to create my little 7 day meditation calendar. I'll show it to you in my next blog!

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