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Spring Awakening – A Meditation.

Spring Awakening – A Meditation.

Obah Woman Whispers Spring

”The first blooms of spring always make my heart sing.” ~ S.Brown

“The beautiful spring came, and when nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.” ~Harriet Ann Jacobs

What a time we find ourselves in. I am not going to talk too much about the pandemic that is sweeping the world right now for I have had enough of the news, of the doom and gloom, of the worry, not for myself but of those who I care for. It is not healthy to have only negatives. I do not say these things to make light of the situation, but the truth is it can become overwhelming. Here in the UK, as in many parts of the world, we are in lock down, a situation alien to so many of us and it takes time to adjust. For too many it leaves us alone with our very real worries about food, finances and of course, health.

And so Dear Readers, fellow seekers and any who find themselves here reading this, I write these words not in the false hope that they will make all better, for such is a fallacy and beware of any who claims such, but rather in the hope that they may offer some small comfort, a brief hiatus from the cloud of worry that hangs over us, some respite from the woes we face. For these are the skills offered by magickal practitioners, spell weavers, poets, bards and those who see the starlight within themselves, others and the mundane. These are what we can do to help in this time, even if the relief is only short lived, a balm to help ease us through the discomfort. These small reliefs are important for our mental health, and so in this vein, I offer this meditation.

During this first week of lock down the month of March is certainly living up to the saying of ‘going out like a lamb’. The weather has been perfectly springlike and I have found a comfort in the cycles of the seasons, in their permanence and their familiarity. It reminds me that whilst we are living in uncertain and somewhat unprecedented times, that nature remains a constant. It offers a reassurance for our soul, for our place within this world. Indeed I write this in my garden, taking my inspiration  from the early morning light, the sky a pale blue and the sun not yet warm enough to melt the frost on the cars. My breath mists on the air, my coffee cup steams. The dawn chorus is in full swing, has been since the sun was just a brightening on the horizon. The quarrel of sparrows that live in the ivy is loud and though their song is not one noted for it’s beauty or melody, their cheerful chirps bring a smile to my lips, as does the clear bell-like song of the blackbird who perches in the cherry tree among the blossom. The flowering currant in the centre of the garden is in bloom too, and sometimes the perfume from the flowers can be over powering but from this distance, it is fragrant, carried on the breeze so that I catch but a hint of their scent. As an animist, I draw inspiration and strength from nature, from these spirits and allies, from the genius loci. I see the world awakening from the slow slumber of winter and it brings me comfort in this time.

I hope I can encapsulate even just a little of these feelings within this meditation and it can bring some relief to you. You might wish to make a recording of this meditation and use it as a guide. If you have a safe space outside where you won’t be disturbed then I encourage you to do this outside. If not, open a window and sit in the slanted rays of the sun. Get into a comfortable position and we will begin…

…Close your eyes. Breathe naturally. As you inhale feel the air being drawn down into your lungs. Feel your lungs inflate, the rise of you chest. As you exhale, feel the air as it leaves your body, feel your chest deflate. Notice each and every breath. Notice how your body begins to relax. See this feeling as a bright, warming light and with every breath this light travels further within and around you, along your arms, down through your legs until it reaches the extremities of your fingers, your toes. Feel it in every part of you…

…You are in a garden. It is early and the sky is a pale blue that will deepen as the sun grows warmer. A soft breeze caresses you skin, not cold but cool enough to raise goose pimples. Take a deep breath. The air is clean and carries the scent of the garden, of the outside. You close your eyes, enjoying the sensation and as you do, birdsong fills the air. It is crystal clear and yet delicate like the sound of a glass bell. The sound makes you smile and fills your heart with happiness. You open your eyes and begin to explore this secret garden…

… The grass is damp underfoot with dew and it soothes your feet. As you step deeper into the garden, the grass grows longer and tickles your ankles. All around flowers are in bloom. The yellows of daffodils, the reds of tulips and a whole host of colours, purples, pinks, blues and white from flowers you do not know the names of. Ivy grows in a thicket, dark and enticing. You can hear the chatter of sparrows within, waking with the warming sun. You too can feel it’s warmth on your skin, like a balm that soothes skin and soul. It casts the garden in a sparkling light, reflecting from the dew droplets  hanging from leaves, from the grass, from the branches of trees and shrubs, like a thousand jewels each one radiating that calm and peaceful light.

In the centre of the garden is a cherry tree. It’s branches are laden with clusters of creamy white blossom. Each flower is delicately perfect, their whiteness a pleasing contrast to the dark of the branches, the trunk. Bumble bees drone between the blossoms, from flower to flower and the sun warms your skin. Sit beneath the boughs. Feel the firmness, the steadfastness of the trunk at your back. Lose yourself in the beauty of the blossom. Feel yourself sinking roots into the deep and fertile earth, like the tree, drawing sustenance and strength from the earth. You are a part of this emerging spring, you are a part of this nature, of this garden, of this world…

…You close your eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun, breathing in the clean fresh air. You can smell the flowers on the breeze, the scent of grass. Birdsong fills your ears, and with each beat of your heart you feel a calmness radiate throughout your whole being…

…Become aware of your breathing. Feel the rhythm of your breathing, the ebb and flow of each breath. With each intake of air you feel the calmness radiating throughout you. Slowly you become aware of your surroundings, of the noises of the everyday world, of the ground beneath you. When you are ready, open your eyes. Spring is emerging and with it your power and strength renewed.

 

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My name is Emma Kathryn, my path a mixture of non-Wiccan Traditional British Witchcraft and Obeah, a blend that represents my heritage. A Devotee of Hekate, my witchcraft is what is needed when needed. I live in the middle of England with my partner, two teenage sons and two crazy dogs.
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My name is Emma Kathryn, my path a mixture of non-Wiccan Traditional British Witchcraft and Obeah, a blend that represents my heritage. A Devotee of Hekate, my witchcraft is what is needed when needed. I live in the middle of England with my partner, two teenage sons and two crazy dogs.
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