Happy Spring.
The blossom is appearing from many a tree, the lawns are a scattering of yellows, leaves are unfolding from the tips of of branches and brave seedling push themselves out into the air from the fertile earth, to dance with the bees.
May you feel enough spaciousness within, that you allow yourself to open to the life force that awakens at this time, within each natural being on this land, including human animals.
May you open to your sap rising and be tender to your own internal seedlings and plans that want to brave new paths with you.
May you give yourself space to go out and dance in the blossom, admire bumble bees bottoms and smile at bright new shoots.
•art by Phoebe Wahl•
•words by Brigit Anna McNeill•
Tree Weaver 