On my present journey, during the day, I go outside and walk among the plants. The green calls me in, deeper and deeper. I sniff the air, and take in the scents. How can I describe these smells, these different shades of green? They are familiar smells, since I grew up with them. Arbor vitae, linden tree, rhododendron… When I was young and lived here, I never noticed these smells at all. Now I perceive them as individual notes.
Some plants are sleeping when I approach, and I let them sleep. Others are awake and call to me, to tell me their names. Not their scientific name, or their colloquial name. But the name they call themselves.
I visit each plant, reach out and run my fingers on a branch, or a tendrils or blossom. On it, over it, like you might trace your fingers on you loved one’s face, or their back.
Yes, some of these plants may have healing properties, or they may make a good smudge substance. But at the beginning, you have to remember, we are all connected. When you go out and talk to the plants, Honorable Shamans and Fellow Pagans, you will feel this to be true. Touch the plants and take time to speak with them. Share your Peace with Mother Earth and Father Sky, and the Big Waters all around us.
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