Danu’s Irish Herb Garden – A Leap of Faith

Recently, on You Tube, I added a post about evergreens and how we bring them into our homes at the winter solstice as they represent life and rebirth during the deepest, darkest depths of winter. (https:/www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4iMBMJz2Sg)  Evergreens remind us that life is eternal, that there is no death really, only some change.  This was  brought home to me on Christmas Eve when my uncle died.  He was the last of his generation in our family and although I am so glad that he had a peaceful, easy passing, I feel somewhat cast adrift, that my connection to old Ireland and to my ancestors has been severed with his passing.

When I returned to live in Ireland back in 1994, I went walking one evening in late Autumn and had not reached home when dusk descended.  In the twilight, that in-between time when the veil between this realm and others thins, I sensed my ancestors everywhere.  The miles of stone walls lining the roads looked, in the half light, like rows and rows of skulls.

Our ancestors lie in the land – they are the land. The stones are the bones of Mother Earth and she is our original ancestor.  As for evergreens, with their message of continual life and rebirth,  I find myself turning to them for comfort.

The Celts viewed all trees as our ancestors.  The trees are the Standing Ones, the Holders of Wisdom, the Wise Elders;  they are our connection to the world.  Modern science has revealed how the roots of trees in a forest create a “neural” pathway throughout the forest floor via mycelia, with trees communicating with each other and with other beings through chemical and electrical signals, which work in much the same way as the human brain.  If we remember the language, which is deep in our primitive brains, we too could communicate with the trees and the world at large.

 

Mickey has gone and I feel adrift and out of balance but when I look again at the stone walls lining the road I see life growing and clinging, confident in itself.

Lichens, Fungi and Moss are large as life on this stone;

and on this one too.

 

On this Hawthorn tree there are more Lichens and Moss, all of which could also be said to be evergreen.  So, even though I am feeling bereaved and a bit sad, there is evidence of hope all around me.  Life goes on.  It is always going on.  Such signs offer hope for our future, for 2019 and I am able to take a leap of faith that all will be well, I am connected to my ancestors and to the earth and I always will be. The cycle of life, death and rebirth is continuous and so there is much adventure ahead.

Blessings of Peace and Goodwill to everyone, may your year be filled with many occasions for Joy and Hope.

 

 

 

 

10 thoughts on “Danu’s Irish Herb Garden – A Leap of Faith

  1. Melanie says:

    Beautiful post Terri , so sorry to hear of the loss of your uncle . Hugs and blessings to you x

  2. Patricia Wallace says:

    Dear friend,
    I am sorry to hear of your uncle’s passing.
    Your sadness is natural even knowing that he has moved into realm of ancestors and moves with them in that landscape you describe so beautifully
    Cast adrift you wear your loss lightly as you honour this part of your journey and of his. You are so right to turn to our arboreal neighbours and friends. I know that they bring solace and joy to you.
    Your postings do likewise to me.
    Sending light and love,
    Patricia

  3. Wendy McFarlane says:

    Sending healing thoughts to you Terri at this time of change. It’s a difficult time when greif comes knocking. How to deal with it and how it affects us all is entirely individual so although we wish to comfort with words of understanding, it really is a personal journey for you isn’t it. I hope with the help from loved ones near, you can accept his passing and remember, our loved ones do not go far away. They just cast off their earthly bodies so they can travel on, to the next journey, always keeping us near and never really leaving us as in our hearts and minds, we treasure their memory. When my Irish Grammy died, who was my Mother as she raised me and gave me the most wonderful childhood, I thought I could never recover. But everyday, in signs and memories, or the hearing of a tune she loved (as she was a grand singer of songs, especially at her washboard or out in the fields!) she walks beside me. They always do. Mother Earth nurtures us all, in life and in death I feel and we all just spin around, in the circle of life, constantly rotating round each other, and although our bodies might not physically be on the Earth plane at times, no one can erase our memories can they, and that is what keeps the connection going. So, take comfort, Your Uncle will be circling, somewhere, keeping an eye on you and maybe enjoying whatever adventures we all await in the next part of this precious life. Many blessings to you pet. xxxx

  4. Terri Conroy says:

    Dear Wendy, how kind of you to take the trouble to write such a long message. Thank you. Yes, he is popping up in dreams and I realise that he will always be near. Blessings to you too and Happy New Year xx

  5. Maryanne says:

    Sending blessings of healing. May this new year bring you and yours much joy and peace. Thank you for sharing your story and knowledge. With much gratitude and blessings,
    Maryanne

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