Flowers In The Snow

I received a loving message while meditating in the forest yesterday… It’s what I needed to hear, and hopefully this story finds it’s way to others who can take what they need from it as well.

I slowly open my eyes, adjusting to the crisp white light, sensation re-entering my body and returning me to this physical reality. I see this dead frozen plant. I see the tiny seeds shivering before me. This plant is their mother, and she is holding onto them. I get it, she is in a season of deep transformation, she is dormant and things feel difficult, uncertain and cold right now. She feels desolate and empty, her reserves have been sucked down into her roots so that when this winter is over, she can begin again.

So many of her seeds have already fallen away from her, she had no choice but to let them go, they released themselves before the winter weather. Some fed the birds and critters, some are beneath the fridged crystals, burried in complete darkness and some are clearly still holding on.

I sat there and pondered a moment, then asked my soul, “So, am I the flower or am I the seed?” I listened to my surroundings and I heard the answer quite clearly.

“YOU ARE ALL OF IT”

I am the flower, holding onto seeds that do nothing to serve me. Gripping them tightly only drains my energy and prevents them from living their own purpose… I need to let them go so that they stand a chance at becoming a whole new life. I need to release them so I can lighten the load and experience more freedom.

I am the seeds above ground. Remaining attached to a dormant plant who has nothing left to offer me. Exposed to the harshness of my environment and prolonging the discomfort, because I feel resistance to the uncertainty of what happens to me if I allow myself to fall away. I am vulnerable, and I don’t know how to feel about it anymore. I don’t know what will happen if I leave this place I’ve always known, so I hold on… even though this comfort zone is really no longer comfortable. It’s lonely, cold and barren.

I am the seeds caught beneath the snow. In complete darkness, I can’t see anything, even sounds are muffled. I don’t really know where I am and nobody else knows I’m here either. I am under the weight of this season I am in. There is a lot of confusion, and doubt, there is much neediness and insecurity.

It is all so new and weird and uncomfortable, my ego says I should be fearful. But my soul whispers lovingly. “Spring is coming dear one, you will soon feel the warmth of the sun again and when you do, you will begin to sprout. You will grow new roots that will stretch down into the earth and you will transform. You will become a new plant, an entirely new being, and you stretch towards the sun, making leaves from the magic you hold deep within you. You will bloom new flowers and grow new seeds… and we will let go of them too eventually, but you’ll be ready because of this moment. This moment is where you learn to be ready for the future you are worthy of."

We are all of it.

We are the earth that sustains and holds this life in all of our storms and seasons.

We are the snow, blanketing entire forests. We are every perfect and unique snowflake.

We are the roots, stems, trunks and branches that pull sustenance from the earth.

We are the leaves and blooming flowers, turning our faces towards the sun instinctively absorbing energy. Absorbing more light. Becoming and holding more light.

We are forests in and of ourselves. We thrive by working in synergy, and appreciating each phase of the universal cycle.

Birth-death-rebirth.

Scratch that.

Birth-death-TRANSFORMATION-rebirth

Don’t forget to transform.

So I return to the beginning of this post, and look deep within now, for the things that are begging me to let go of them. I know them, because I feel fear at the thought of losing them. A deep inner knowing reminds me nothing is ever lost. So I am safe to let go.

I am a channel of this Earth. A oneness coach if you will. I connect with my soul’s love, truth and wisdom through nature, plants specifically. It’s why I studied horticulture and botany, I am a gardener and garden designer in my community and I am passionate about my this beautiful planet. Growing up in poor in a farming community provided me the need and the spark for fresh, home-grown food.

Since my childhood I find all of the love, support, empathy, compassion and wisdom I need, in the forest. That is where I find my way back to my soul, and back to alignment. It is where I fill my cup and where I am welcomed into the oneness of it all. I hear and channel the messages that nature sends me. I listen to the wind and tress and animals. I see and appreciate all of the signs I am given. Mother Nature is my muse and I am hers. Co-creation at its finest.

As this is my first contribution to this collective platform, my readers should know, that the intention behind these words and my responsibility as a Soul Contractor in this world, is to help you reconnect with yourself through the messages and guidance I receive from Mother Earth. In reconnecting with environment, we reconnect with our mind-body-soul, and when we follow the call of our soul, we are lead to our greatest desires.

It is my privilege and honour to help you find your own path back into the onesness of this divine human experience.

We are so grateful!

Thanks for being here with me.

I love you all.