By Jane Lockhart There once lived a flower in the midst of an English summer garden. It was tall and strong, green and majestic. At night, by the cool of …
The wisdom of Flowering I was sitting in my living room the other day marveling at a particular beautiful bouquet of flowers. They were bursting open on my living room table …
Sometimes silence is the only language stemming from the land, if so honor it by falling into its rhythm, it is only natural for you to are a part of …
I was strolling along in the woods contemplating recent events in the world. Not knowing how to stand with all that is happening, I turned my attention to the trees and …
Our depth of awareness of the environment; the land, the trees, the soil, the wind and the animals living there etc. is not entirely up to us. Yes, we can practice …
It is not easy to know how we begin the conversation with the other Earth non-human communities. Yes, we can each personally take a step back and sit silently and listen …
When we are knowingly part of the land we cannot help but hear its whispers. We become intrinsically tuned into a knowledge that holds and knows "the everything" that is going …
Ever wondered on how to communicate with other species or even other humans without learning their language? There is a silent field where no words are necessary yet the communication in …
The birds at my house all whispered something in my ear this early morning, just before the sun rose. They told me one of their secrets and endowed me with …
She dreamed me into being and sang me into existence, this Earth, at least in the form I know myself today. And now that destiny calls me from both the …
