A circle of trees, on one side of a big, lush park.
It gave me comfort long before I came to live near it. And even before I knew I needed comfort. I would be charging on, pretty much like a steam train. Dressed in iron and focussing on the destination. A few years ago, I started walking past this friendly, powerful presence on my way to work. One tree in the middle was slightly higher than the rest, the other ones progressively smaller, which made the circle look like a crown or a tiara. Sometimes I would burst into tears just by looking at it. Well tucked-away emotions would rise to the surface like air bubbles. I always felt soothed though, like there was real magic in this living orb and a message was being sent to me from within it.
Later I received the first kiss by my Love, lying on the grass in the tree circle. I forgot my earrings there, had taken them off and put next to me in the grass. The next day I hesitated…should I leave them there, as thank you for this love that had presented itself in my life? To be perfectly honest, I’m not quite sure whether it was my intuition or simply my obsession with earrings that told me to go and pick them up.
Then about a year ago I came to live just next to the park with the crown. I now go there every day, either to walk in the park or I pass on my way to the forest situated around the corner.
Last week I got a strong urge to do something for this sacred little place of rest and inspiration. It looked a wee bit sad. People had been littering the place, leaving plastic bags, empty packs of cigarettes and juice boxes on the ground, in and around the circle. So first I cleaned it up one evening while Milo the dog was working on his encyclopedia of scents. The next day I went there like a secret pirate, carrying a treasure in my pocket.
I buried a red Jasper heart at the very centre of the crown and said a prayer to the Divine Flame we all come from. I thanked the Great Mother, love dressed in flesh and blood, whose sacred Heart is the same as Mother Earth’s. And mine. And yours.
I did so quietly, no big show, cars passing by in the street and people walking their dogs but in the midst of it all, a prayer and a blessing.
This is how I live my heart wish most of the time. Working with children is not really different, in essence. A strong feeling about where something is needed. Then action. Leave a trace of love behind, with a prayer and a blessing. No big show, some people never notice. But the child does. Some might not find the colour and shape of the crystal heart buried very special. But something lingers, like a scent or a memory. Some immediately respond, know that somehow the one great source of Love wished to touch them today. The whos and the whats and the hows are less important. She, the Great Mother, is at work, all the time, everywhere.
Everywhere.
Love,
C
