Bloodroot (Sanguinaria canadensis)
It
was a long winter here in the eastern Ontario highlands, and nights are
still bracing. It
will
be another week or so until colonies of bloodroot are well
and truly up and blooming, but early specimens lift their gold and white heads in
protected nooks here and
there in the woods.
The shy white bloomers with their golden centers are
dear to my heart and something of a seasonal marker. Encountering this one glowing softly in its flickering, stone-warmed
alcove, I felt like kneeling and kissing the good dark earth where it made its home—it was that perfect. Ignoring my painful and protesting knees, down I went and stayed there for quite a while, nose to nose
with the little wonder, feasting my eyes and attention and
discovering another fragile blooming within. Getting up again was quite another story.
It was one of those wild epiphanies I love so much, especially in
springtime when the north woods are just coming to life, a moment of kensho, one of those fleeting intervals of quiet knowing and connection that I like to call "aha" moments. Forget the fancy stuff - this right here is the ground of my being.
Happy
Beltane (or May Day), everyone. May there be light and blooming and
fragrance in your own precious life, in your own part of the great wide
world.
3 comments:
Happy Beltane to you, Cate!
Beltane blessings of strength and joy to you. I agree with you, those perfect little moments are what life's all about. May your days be filled with them.
Brightest Beltane blessings to you and yours!
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