I’m watching my brown grass turn green again. Just a couple of days of rain and it appears to spring back from the dead! Grass is such a living metaphor for our life cycle.
In the cold and the dark of winter, it quietly waits. In May and June, it is so full of life and flourish that the lawn mower feels giddy.
Then through summer, a lot depends upon what it has to live with. This year, the grass has had to return inward and wait under the scorching sun, becoming too sharp and brittle for bare feet to walk on.
Yet through this came the wildflowers and with them many happy bees and butterflies.
When we work with the Celtic Medicine Wheel, the spring represents our excitement and expectation for the coming year, the time when all those plans we made in winter are set in motion.
Come summer, many of those plans may have fallen by the wayside, perhaps they were too ambitious, or maybe they have been curtailed for another year. But if we have put our heart and intention into the planning stage, there will be a return.
The underlying message we can take from this scorching summer is that if we find ourselves in the wasteland, look for the wildflowers. Our plans may not have come to fruition as we had wanted them to, but that doesn’t mean nothing has been achieved.
What are the wildflowers?
It may be that we have met those who are more adapted to wasteland living than we are, and they can become our teachers. Or it may be that we realised we had to take the pressure off, stop striving, and listen to our heart, for our heart is also our teacher.
So enjoy time in the sun, and enjoy time in the rain, for we need both to keep the grass green.
Blessings of summer rains.