Team Earth

I once heard an interview with an astronaut whose life had been transformed by his experience of seeing our planet from outer space. He commented that when you look at Earth from outer space, you see there are no boundaries and no divisions between countries and peoples. It becomes obvious we are all one.

The dying world order is based on the idea of divisions and boundaries. I don’t use the word dying casually. When someone experiences oneness, it becomes hard, if not impossible, to go back to believing the illusion of divisions and boundaries. When enough people have experienced oneness, the hundredth monkey phenomenon will occur and we will all experience ourselves beyond the illusion of separation.

Patriarchy is one way to describe the dying world order. Patriarchy promotes the values of productivity, goal orientation, intellectual excellence, and spiritual perfectionism as means to prove ourselves better than other people.

One problem with patriarchal values is that they are built on something that is not real; the illusion of separation. Patriarchy maintains that each of us is a separate entity that must compete for goods, services, love, praise, and a place in the world, when, in point of fact, we are actually all one holographic whole.

The truth is, that while we will play different roles in the hologram of life on Earth, we are all one. Each of us is divinity in a sea of divinity. This means climbing over someone else in order to get to the top is like hitting one arm with the other arm.

If we already are divine oneness, what is our job? Our job is to REMEMBER this oneness. There is no goal but to be present in the life we are living. We do not have to claw out a life at the expense of others by accomplishing more than everyone else or establishing ourselves as smarter than everyone else or beating out others for all the honors.

How do we remember oneness? LOVE ALL OUR PARTS! Not an easy thing, but light years away from beating each other up to get to the top.

Top of what any ways? There is no top in a sea of divinity.

Our world is moving away from patriarchal values towards a profound global experience of oneness. It may not look like this is happening, but birth usually begins with a lot of messy deaths. You can see the deaths in the clash between those who remain committed to patriarchal values and those who have let go into an experience of their oneness with all creation.

Take what sports announcers said about skier Bode Miller at the Olympic Winter Games. You would think he had committed murder. Sportscasters were determined to bully Bode into a state of shame for not upholding their values of medal harvesting, success through advertising revenues, and a competitive spirit that required forgoing every other pleasure in life in order to try and beat out everyone else on the ski slopes.

It was patriarchal world order meets the mystery of a new world order.

Let’s examine exactly what Bode did to incur the wrath of the NBC patriarchs.

He was Bode Miller. He went through the Olympic experience just like he lives everything else; exuberantly trying to soak in the experience of life. In an interview with Tom Brokaw, after what was being billed as a shameful performance at the Olympics, Bode looked half befuddled and half bemused by all the consternation. He explained that he had wanted to enjoy being part of the Olympic experience and he had. He said that during any race down a mountain, some people would win and others would not and this was his moment not to win. This is a big bugaboo with patriarchs who mistake effort with control. Bode was acknowledging that all the effort in the world did not guarantee success. Big taboo to mention this!

Bode went on the explain that he saw his own personal journey as accommodating his role in the Olympics as the favorite that didn’t win. He was working to understand this. He said he would have had more fun being the underdog, but life had cast him as the equivalent of the Russian hockey team in the 1980 games in Lake Placid. Another big taboo! He acknowledged that we do not always get to pick our roles. He was coming to terms with this.

As far as I could tell, Bode was handling the drama of his life with a mature detachment. This was driving everyone at NBC crazy because they couldn’t understand his values system that didn’t buy into the idea that someone was better because they won medals and worse because they didn’t.

They couldn’t understand that fame is a patriarchal construct, with no value or reality to someone who sees everyone as part of the same whole, someone who sees himself as part of Team Earth, so to speak.

When Costas closed out his Saturday Night Olympic coverage with his “Shame on you Bode” message, it was hard not to think about all the unpleasant, bullying ways patriarchs try to ride their dead horse.

In my e-mail and mail this week, people shared a number of situations in which they were attacked for talking to trees, loving Angels, and treating their fellow men as equals. Their attackers used scare tactics including showing up for a confrontation about equal treatment in police uniform, threatening to call child protective services about a person who talked to trees, and accusing the Angel lover of devil worship. What could one gather from this but that the patriarchal old guard is running scared?

The degree to which the bullying has accelerated only reflects the degree to which the patriarchal world order has ceased to be alive or relevant. People may still beat others with the dead horse, but the horse is still dead.

What can we do about these misunderstandings, even firestorms, as the old order dies? To see these frightened souls as the bad guys is to fall back into the patriarchal values of better than-worse than. Our Cherokee Trail of Tears Garden and combination Flower Essence were created by the Cherokee Grandmothers to help us always remember our oneness amidst polarizing events. This might be a good Flower Essence to keep close as the old world clamors to maintain a values system that cannot survive in the light of a common acknowledged oneness and divinity.

We can also rest in confidence that no matter what appears to be happening, this old order will pass away, even if it does so unpleasantly. Why will this old order pass away?

The transformation to a world of acknowledged oneness does not depend on high profile folks buying into the concept. It is a shift in mass consciousness born out of ordinary daily life. Each act of loving kindness is an acknowledgment and REMEMBERING of our common divinity. Each act builds momentum until someday we will have our hundredth monkey moment. Maybe it will be a grandmother’s hug, maybe a “stranger” smiling at another “stranger”, or maybe it will be a kind word when another has a difficult day. Who knows what act of acknowledgment will bring that hundredth monkey moment of spiritual transformation? But it will happen.

This critical mass of small loving moments will turn the tide. Conscious oneness on planet Earth will happen and each of us are the hands and hearts that will birth this new world. In the meantime, each loving acts matters. Each kindness matters. Isn’t that wonderful? Your every deed is sacred and significant! A critical mass of love is about to occur thanks to your efforts and the world that our love will birth is a mystery and a gift.

Last night as I talked on the phone to my dancing daughter Elizabeth, she commented that the historical forms of dance, including traditional ballet, honor someone else’s rules about movement and someone else’s ideas about what constitutes perfection in movement. They move the dancer out of the now and freeze them in someone else’s world view. Dance improvisation becomes the only form that can actually contain alive movement because dance improvisation exists in the now and expresses this now.

The territory where we are all going is about life improvisation. No other person or their rules for living can hold sway because no other person or set of rules can express our divinity for us. Life in a sea of divinity is one big improvisation. With life improvisation we won’t be able to have a patriarch’s illusion of control, but we will have the genuine experience of really living our lives, experiencing what it means to be divinity in a sea of divinity.

And back to that niggling issue of loving ALL our parts. How to handle the patriarchs that show up at our door in uniforms of the old order? I am going to try even harder to be kind to these frightened souls. They are our brothers and sisters who haven’t yet looked up to see the candle that lights the room, the love that permeates all reality. But they will, especially if we wink at them.

PS A patriarchal accounting of my Knitting Olympics would have me so far out of the medal contention as to be disqualified. I knit five of the twenty five afghan squares needed to finish Willy’s afghan. Yep, I could have pulled some all nighters, but I still might not have finished. Instead, I enjoyed the silliness of the whole project and put my laughter into the afghan, one stitch at a time. That’s got to be good news for Willy and the comfort this afghan will someday bring him, even if he doesn’t get it ‘til his twenty first birthday, ten years from now. Heck, I had my own Bode experience, soaking up the quirky pleasures of the Knitting Olympic games, savoring my own version of Olympic glory.

Common Issues with Suggestions for Flower Essences to Consider, part one

We hear you about feeling overwhelmed by all the possible Flower Essence choices.

Here is a (relatively) simple list of issues that crop up frequently, followed by some suggestions for Flower Essences that offer vibrational wisdom about these issues.

First, I give the issue in capital letters. Then I list some Essences to consider.

In parenthesis, I note some strengths of the suggested Essence. If I do not write anything in parenthesis, it’s because I think the name speaks for itself or it’s a strong general practitioner with many, many strengths.

Please let me know what other issues you’d like to see in future lists.

All Ego Contracts Null & Void
White Nicotiana (aka Flowering Tobacco)
Banana ( sugar cravings)
Smoke Signals ( new mix for quitting smoking)

Outburst ( support to release our anger in benign ways)
Mary Queen of Scots Rose ( help to resolve inner as well as outer conflict)
Coral Aloe ( for high drama, firestorms or heated arguments)
Orange ( help to de-escalate our emotions or arguments)
Feverfew ( support to restore peace)

Honeybees in White Hawthorn ( electrical balance, hormonal balance)
Sunflower ( help being human and divine at the same time)
Maple, Banana, or Omey Island ( balance of yin and yang)
Rose a Parfum de l’Hay or Ginger ( balanced attitude towards worldly possessions)
Black Cohosh or Chives ( balance of inner male and female)
Pomegranate ( balance of female creativity)
Eyes of Mary ( balanced assessment of events)
Trillium ( balance of spiritual seeking and spiritual integration)

Old Blush China Rose ( feeling physically safe)
Pink Tecoma ( comfort like a love blanket)
Arbor Garden ( feeling oneness and harmony, big picture Flower Essence)
Sarah Van Fleet Rose ( balm for shattered nerves)
Pink Water Lily ( unburdening our heartaches, consolation)
Autograph Tree at Coole Park ( comfort for dreamers, visionaries, mystics, rebels, poets…)

All Ego Contracts Null & Void

Blackberry ( depression that is cyclic or hard to get to the bottom of)
Borage ( helps us find the courage to go on)
Cucumber ( weepy emotional depressions)
Bramble from Ireland ( help to feel the glass is half full)
Rosa Mundi ( spiritual weariness)
Mustard from research list ( deep seated depression)
Montbretia from Ireland ( fire energy for people with too much depressive water energy)

Emergency Care

Scarlet Runner Bean ( help to face our fears)
Red Clover ( help with panic)
Old Blush China Rose ( help to feel physically safe)
Emergency Care ( if someone is sick or hurt, this helps us stay calm and able to help)
Nuuphretia Lavarissa ( helps us feel both comforted and fearless)

Grief & Loss
Maltese Cross ( when we are torn apart by extreme events)
Omey Island ( when there is nothing we can do but make peace with loss or limitations)
Cherokee Trail of Tears ( consolation and support throughout arduous loss experiences)
Pink Tecoma ( comfort Essence when life feels like too much)

The need for this one can be hard to recognize if you’re not grounded so consider this one if life feels unreal, you don’t feel present in all parts of your body, your thoughts dwell on the past or future not in the present, or you feel spaced out ie most people can learn something from this one!!!

Grounding ( mix that includes many tree Essences because trees are so well rooted)
Corn ( traditional remedy for grounding wisdom)
Yellow Water Lily ( especially helpful for staying grounded during emotional times)

Hyssop ( helps replace guilt with understanding of what we have learned)
Heliotrope ( self forgiveness)
Violet transmuting Flame ( tool for individual and global forgiveness work)
Clitoria Ternatea from St. John ( sexual guilt)
Crab Apple ( helps release of self loathing, judgments, and despair)
Buddleja ( release of past life guilt)

The Fairy Rose (dolphin joy, laughter, innocent pleasure in life)
Zinnia ( enduring delight and happiness)
Ice Plant ( help to find our bliss)
Borage ( help to choose happiness)
Peach ( all about Love)
Morning Glory ( opens us to happiness)
Irish Heaths from Ireland ( good cheer even amidst difficult circumstances)
Bacopa Monieri from St. John (physical happiness)
Wild Fuschia from Ireland ( helps restore magic, childlike joy)
Wild Tamarind from St. John ( re-ignites passion for and enjoyment of daily life)
Wild Pink Azalea from research list ( a dancing, fairy celebration Essence)

Run & Play ( includes Boneset, Coltsfoot and many Essences offering healing wisdom)
Emergency Care ( helps stabilize electrical system in acute situations or long term crises)
Recovery ( offers information for long term mending and finding our strength again)

Omey Island from Ireland ( acceptance of loss or constriction in our daily life)
Rain of Gold ( abundance, manifestation)
Devil’s Bit Scabiosa ( acceptance of physical limitation)
Sea Campion from Ireland ( helps us to receive as well as give)
Tree Peony ( feeling one with everything, therefore part of a generous universe)

Lemon ( clear thinking)
Spiderwort ( sorting data, discernment)
Shrimp Plant ( integrating data)
Maple or Grounding ( support to be present in learning situation)
Bottle Gentian (help to focus even in a busy classroom)

The Sacred Feminine
The Sacred Masculine
Phoenix Rising
New Beginnings

To Thine Own Self Be True
Sage ( help to know where are you on the map of your life)
Russian Sage ( help to know where you are on the map in emergency situations)
West Indian Sage ( following the bead inward towards divine self knowledge)
Belerephon of the Open Door ( new opportunities, new clarity about life direction)
Turnera ( clarity about purpose)
White Orchid from the Burren ( clarity about most important spiritual tasks in your life)
Maiden Apple from St. John ( reclaiming inner wisdom)

She Changes


The Alignment Garden (marshals our inner resources, aligns us with our divine self)
Golden Armor (buffers out electrical dissonance, helps us harmoniously raise our vibrations)

Joe Pye Weed ( giving it all to God)
The Sunflower Spiral ( helps us see the people there to support us)
Caretaker ( support for people who care for others)
To Hear the Angels Sing ( to know and experience your spiritual support system)

Golden Armor ( when we feel raw, this buffers stimulus out so we get a chance to recover)
Feverfew or Sarah Van Fleet Rose ( balm for nerves)
Watch Your Back ( information for entire chakra system and light system)
Recovery ( restorative)
Healthy Coat ( developed for skin & hair, also helps soothe inflamed situations of all kinds)

Vitality ( support for the heart chakra as well as issue of general vitality)
Rosa Mundi ( spiritual exhaustion)
The Alignment Garden ( helps us receive more life force energy or prana)
Recovery ( extremely versatile remedy for all sorts of recovery situations)

Love Prevails ( helps us feel the underlying reality of love)
Joe Pye Weed ( help to surrender our burdens)
Spiderwort ( helps us in a pragmatic way to sort through and process our life situations)

Golden Armor ( helps us buffer out modern technology’s dissonant vibrations)
Lady’s Mantle ( cradles our creations until we are ready to let them be born)
Lavender ( children particularly like its soft protective vibration)
White Yarrow ( electro magnetic protection)
Flee Free ( help to rebuff all sorts of pests)

Partridgeberry ( productive, harmonious partnerships, enjoyment of differences)
Papaya, ( support to work out sexual differences in romantic relationship)
Escallonia from Ireland ( navigate ups & downs of romantic relationships w/o self judgment)
Sea Aster from Ireland ( help to see the best in a romantic partner)

Sweet Pea (by far our most popular Flower Essence for help with sleep issues)
Ladies Bedstraw (protection around etheric field so sleep is more restful)
Ladies Bedstraw from Ireland (helps us release mental tangles so we sleep better)

Golden Armor
Emergency Care

Flow Free

Thyme from Omey Island

The family river trio of:
Black Currant ( support to dump family garbage from your energy system)
Bloodroot ( help to see divine family strengths)
Borage ( courage to do this work)

Rosa Glauca ( seeing more clearly in murky circumstances)
Eyes of Mary (seeing the overview with loving detachment)
Bottle Gentian ( seeing clearly and calmly during tumultuous events)
Carrot (clear focus)
Eyebright from our research list ( energized revitalized sight)

RSS Feed or How you can know when I post a Blog

My web master Ben wants me to tell you all that, “The best way to connect to our RSS feed is to go to an RSS reading website like, register for an account, and subscribe to That should do the trick.”

I asked him what trick that would be. He said this would alert people to when I have blogged. How about when I floss?

February “Vacation” Week

Jim, my husband, teaches sixth grade. Will, my son, is in fifth grade. This is February vacation week for both of them, but I think Will is actually having a bit more of a vacation experience than Jim.

Jim is renovating our pantry/laundry center/storage of miscellaneous items room. You know the room. You may have one yourself. It’s not exactly a showpiece.

Jim started vacation week with a weekend dash to Connecticut to visit his mother. He didn’t ask those of us who remained at our posts to prep for his “vacation project” but we decided to pitch in any ways. Even after I convinced him to do half this project now and half during his April vacation, it felt like what he had planned for phase one was a bit ambitious, as in no time for eating or sleeping.

One child and I spent Sunday taking all the food out of the pantry, sorting it by categories, and putting the sorted boxes in our playroom. Several other children, who will remain nameless, spent the day rooting through the boxes for the food necessary to sustain themselves through an arduous day of sleeping in and having friends over.

When Jim arrived home on Monday morning, he went right to his work zone. Within hours all the miscellaneous stuff I hadn’t sorted was deposited in our living room. After all, the playroom was already full. Jim also demolished the pantry floor and most of the pantry shelving too. He was a man with a mission.

We call our pantry “Jim’s office”. When he wants to have a tete a tete within any of us, he calls us into the pantry with the words, “Please step into my office.” This is his undisputed headquarters. Why? Because St. Jim does the laundry.

The room was under designed for our group. Before Monday, it contained a teeny tiny table for laundry sorting, shelves too narrow for anything but a modest volume of food, and a multi purpose area whose life story would be entitled “A Place who does too Much.” We had only two small children when we designed and built the house. At one point this past weekend, there were eight young adults in residence. You do the math.

The aesthetics of Jim’s office were none too hot either. The pantry was assembled on a shoestring budget. Asbestos tiles seemed like a real splurge. On Monday morning, I noted Jim’s glee as he tossed one splurge after another out of the pantry and onto a trash heap.

Monday night found Jim spackling the sheet rock holes left when he pulled off the shelving. This was in preparation for repainting the room Tuesday. I supervised his spackling for a very few moments then joined the rest of the family in front of the TV for some Olympic knitting. It was convenient that snacks could be reached without leaving our seats. I tried not to wig out that people had been messing with my sorting systems. The box of chocolate foods was moved closer. That kept me quiet.

Tuesday was a haze of paint fumes, wiring problems, trips to Jim’s favorite hardware store, and pleasant searches for breakfast, lunch, and dinner ingredients. The big drama of the day was a small flood at midnight. One child, who will remain nameless, suddenly realized that life on this planet would not continue unless a certain piece of her wardrobe was washed and dried immediately. The washer and dryer that had been moved for construction reasons were pushed back towards their original position, but not quite. Sadly, a drainage pipe disengaged from the out take pipe and the pantry flooded. More laundry was created while mopping the newly exposed plywood sub floor.

I have no idea what will happen today. Jim has come through our office once to check that we haven’t suffered any power outages. Apparently the main house has experienced some problems. I thought it best not to ask for details.

Jim’s mania for doing everything himself should not come as a surprise to me. He comes by it honestly. I met Jim when we were both eleven. He was the new boy in my fifth grade class, having just moved from Jamestown, Rhode Island to Mansfield Center, Connecticut where I grew up. It took me until I was seventeen to get his attention, but it was worth the effort.

The first time his family’s Do It Yourself ethic came to my notice was Thanksgiving vacation of my senior year in high school. Jim came to my house, late for a date, with some strange story of being held up because his father and uncle had everyone in the family fixing a septic system problem by carrying five gallon buckets of you know what up into the woods behind his house. My mind boggled. Still does, actually.

My family of origin was the exact opposite. No one fixed anything. Until then, I had not realized what a shiftless bunch of relatives I had. Once I met the Sheehans it was inescapably obvious that we were a pampered group. For starters, my mother had an ironing lady, cleaning lady, painter on retainer, lawn person, team of builders, and a stone mason. Jim’s mom had herself.

Thank goodness for the Sheehan family’s talents and willingness to roll up their sleeves and help with any task. Jim’s father and uncle wired our house. They showed Jim how to do all the plumbing. The two men also taught him how to frame, roof, insulate a house, do finish carpentry and execute all the other tasks associated with building a house . Basically they were on unpaid retainer for several years. The women in the Sheehan family also pitched in by endlessly sweeping the construction site and helping me shingle the outside of the house. We never could have done it without them.

Nowadays, it’s a little hard to get Jim to slow down his project mania. Once it was a necessity. Now, I point out, it’s an option. The house is wonderfully livable. The office building is fabulous. Jim remains unconvinced that there can be a pause in projects. His favorite conversation is what to do with the kitchen when he blows out the south wall of the house and makes it bigger by 120 square feet or so. Meanwhile, I would rather knit than clean a bigger house.

Good news! I have just seen Jim and Will go by the office windows on their way somewhere. Will reports they are going to a movie! Its 1:30 pm and they are going to the movies! After 26 years of marriage, Jim is having a unSheehan moment!

Flower Essences that get the Party started!

The specific terrain, season, community of surrounding vegetation, micro climate as well as the bio-region where a Flower grows affect a Flower and its Flower Essence.

Plants grown under similar conditions in similar micro climates often have Flower Essences that share common strengths.

I hope to eventually write about many different micro climates and the Flower Essences from these places. First, I thought I would look to some Green Hope Farm early spring bloomers for examples of these two principles.

People, myself included, often ask why Green Hope Farm is rooted in this chilly spot. This blog is going to suggest at least one reason: Our harsh climate results in Flower Essences with strong healing vibrations because the Flowers themselves have to be strong to survive our extreme weather. This is a general principle about Flower Essences made here.

Winters here typically include temperatures to 30 below zero. There is virtually no geographic barriers between us and the north pole. The winds that blow across our gardens in the winter literally bring us arctic cold. Snow insulates the plants but during winters when there is little snow and the usual cold, the plants have to survive without the protection of the snow. Our Flowering plants have to be very tough to survive. These survival skills are part of their vibrational gifts to us.

Flowering plants in our climate also must accommodate radical shifts in temperature as well as extreme cold. Lows of 30 below and highs in the 100’s mean plants must adapt to a temperature swing of over 130 degrees in order to survive. Consider how different this is than a Caribbean climate where the temperature swing is about 40 degrees. Consequently, the Flowers from Green Hope Farm and their Essences embody an incredible flexibility and adaptability. This is a second general principle about Flower Essences made here.

Let’s consider in particular the Flowers that bloom here during the coldest months of late fall, winter, and early, early spring and see what specific gifts they offer as Flower Essences.

Onto a winter landscape, certain Flowers break forth into vibrant, bold blossom when everything else appears dead. Some of the Flower Essences that we make from these early blooming dynamos include Daffodil, Magnolia, Maple, Bloodroot, Forsythia, Wild Ginger, Hepatica, February Daphne, Witch Hazel, and Snowdrop.

When a Flower blooms while other plants are dormant, it reveals different strengths than Flowers that bloom when everyone else blooms. Those community bloomers offer gifts about harmony and compatibility but the first Flowers of the season are all about courage, will power, independent thinking, and a determination to express themselves no matter the circumstances.

These early bloomers also have enormous faith in life and its onward flow. We can know this because they bloom in defiance of winter, confident that seasons of new life will follow their lead. They willingly break new ground and believe in life’s irrepressible force even when everything appears dead. They put their money where their mouths are and are not afraid to have their Flowers seen or their acts of faith accounted. They are willing to celebrate when other Flowers might say there is nothing much happening to celebrate. They are some of the most cheerful and optimistic of Flowers. Their quality of unapologetic self expression makes them the one’s that would start the toasts at a wedding or funeral, if they could but step up to the mike.

Take for example a Flowering shrub that likes to be both seen and heard, Witch Hazel. This lovely Flower is part of our New Beginnings Flower Essence combination and is available as an individual Essence from our research list. Witch Hazel blooms in late, late fall when nothing else is blooming and the leaves are off the trees. Its Flowers are wild streamer curls of bright yellow. When its seed pods ripen in the dead of winter, these pods explode with a loud pop and the seeds go flying across a snowy landscape. When I was a small girl, my grandfather took me into the woods to listen for the noise of the Witch Hazels’ popping. Combined with its magical name and mysterious presence as a strong smelling potion in the cupboard behind bathroom mirror, Witch Hazel became an unforgettable presence in my life. And well it should be, because it helps remind us to never give up!

Witch Hazel Flower Essence embodies the courage of its blossoming. It encourages us to believe in new life and new beginnings even when things look their most dead. It encourages us to make new plans, sing a new song, and create a new life right there on the ashes of the old.

This is what the early bloomers and their Flower Essences are all about. Our Red Maples light up the hedgerows with their fiery red blossoms set against a leafless woodland. Daffodils rise out of near frozen terrain to sing their bright yellow song. Our Magnolia tree bursts into pearly pink blossoms with a sea of Bloodroot flowering beneath. Wild Ginger uses its inner juice to put on a mesmerizing display of Flower power on a near dormant woodland floor. All of these Flowers call us into the flow of life even when our life has been a wintry landscape and things have been pruned back. They sing ‘Let’s Get this Party Started” and in their Flowering and Flower Essence, they show us the way.

These Flowers know they can do anything. They don’t need moral support or company to express themselves. They don’t believe the party is over or not going to happen just because everything looks dead. They know they have something worth saying and they say it. Because of the wintry landscape, their self expression may be difficult and require much effort, but it also lifts up the landscape more too. These Flowers bloom when their micro climate needs their colorful self expression most.

In every way, their Essences help us do likewise.

Why? It is their destiny to bloom in a harsh wintry landscape when no one else is showing signs of life. Their electrical patterns are their songs in the world and when these patterns become Flower Essences, they give us the music so we can sing too.

PS Bloodroot blooms when the woods are almost entirely dormant. Its white Flowers are a startling contrast to the brown woodland floor. Interestingly enough, Bloodroot Flower is the cover of our new guidebook. I love how this Flower wanted to be the one to get the party of this Guidebook started!