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Moved Clea’s Intuitive Gardening Blog

A friend pointed out that it’s nigh impossible to post comments here, and I want to know what you have to say! So please take note that I have moved my blog to cleadanaan.blogspot.com. I hope you’ll come say hi!

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Clea Danaan a Featured Presenter, April 2008 Celebration Metaphysical Fair

Featured Presenters, April 2008 Celebration Metaphysical Fair

I get to put together a two hour presentation on sacred intuitive gardening! If you’re anywhere near Colorado Springs, I hope you’ll come by the fair to see my talk. Click above to learn more, with more info to come!

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Interview with Author Glenys Livingstone, PhD, author of PaGaian Cosmology

A new online friend and author, Glenys Livingstone, has created this page on her website: PaGaian Cosmology: One Garden at a Time. She is the author of PaGaian Cosmology: Re-inventing Earth-based Goddess Religion, which “brings together a religious practice of seasonal ritual based in a contemporary scientific sense of the cosmos and female imagery for the Sacred.”

I interviewed Dr. Livingstone via email (she lives on the other side of the planet from me!), and here is what she had to say.

CD: Where do you get your inspiration for your writing?

GL: Mostly from sitting still. I find that when I meditate, the Well of Creativity gets very active. I am in the habit of taking pen and paper with me to sitting on my cushion … I had to do it for my doctoral research, since this was one of my methods: I had to note what was happening. So I still do, though I don’t have to write so much thankfully, and I have less desire to note it all anyway. Still, I usually come away from meditation with a list of notes. For me it all centres around the Seasonal wheel, and my ritual celebration of the whole cycle. I start preparing for a Sabbat ritual 3-4 weeks before and it takes about 2 weeks to wind down … that’s 40 weeks or so occupied with how Creativity proceeds right there. And that is mostly what I write about. That has been my Pathway.

CD: Do you have a garden? What do you grow?

GL: I mostly grow roses these days – and some herbs, and I am only just learning about that! My partner does most of the food growing – including mostly making soil right now. I have done vegetable gardens at times myself, and certainly participate in what my partner does. We grow tomatoes, green beans, lettuce, chillis, beetroots and chard. The herbs I grow are parsley, coriander, mint, oregano, and marjoram. We also have a small fruit bush that is quite abundant, but I can’t remember its name. The possums love it too. The garden is a work in progress at the moment. We await the maturing of some soil plots and worm activity, and the construction of cob walled garden beds, as well as getting the three chooks contained. The three chooks are doing a good job of digging it all up right now .. they are like tractors! So I guess we grow eggs … they lay well and are probably the happiest chooks on the planet – completely spoilt.

CD: Do you have a favorite simple ritual for attuning with the earth?

GL: Well my whole Path is built around that, aligning myself with the Earth-Sun relationship. And it’s all quite elaborate. The simplest thing I suppose is walking. We gave up our car 5 years ago, and started doing a lot more walking. We became car(e)free as my partner said. It is a very different reality … I notice the plants, the flowers and a lot more besides. Walking up town (its about a half hour walk) can sort a lot of things out.

CD: What are you working on now?

GL: I write articles and teach classes. We are building new ritual space in the backyard this year and creating new classes, and coming up to speed with technology. We are creating some videos of the rituals to put on-line. I want to write a new version of my book PaGaian Cosmology. I am also becoming a grandmother – with a one year old already, and more on the way. I am always “working on” my relationship with my beloved partner … spending time together. That’s where I learn a lot about relationship in general … and that’s what its all about I think.

GL: What do you think is our hope for healing on the planet?

GL: Learning to care more. Whatever it is that makes you care more. And I like to write it with a capital actually … Care. It is a Power of the Universe, and what I think the Universe is ultimately on about. Sometimes that takes drastic measures, to open a heart. Sometimes it might simply mean slowing down. I think there is an enormous amount of goodness and intelligence and creativity already making a huge difference on the grassroots level. It is not on the 6 o’clock news – but it is happening. A lot of people do Care, and do their best everyday. I guess that is the other thing: how the story is told … one can tell it how one wishes. So I think storytelling is very important – how we speak it, spell it. That will be the reality we co-create, that will be the world one lives in.

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To learn more about Glenys’ work and her book, PaGaian Cosmology, visit her website, http://pagaian.org.

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Seed Saving: Start planning now; buy heirloom seeds

While you peruse seed catalogs and plan this spring’s garden, keep the end of the season in mind. Your garden’s plants offer more than beauty, medicine, and food, they also offer a promise for the future in their seeds. If you are a slightly more advanced gardener, or want to be, plan to save some of your seeds this summer by letting the plants go to seed. You will need heirloom varieties — hybrid seeds do not reproduce true to type. Many seeds sold today are hybrids. Check to see that yours are heirloom or F2; F1 hybrids will not produce the same plant you gather them from.

Some seeds are more complicated to save than others. These need to be pollinated carefully (like corn) or are difficult to gather (like tomato). If you have never saved seeds from your garden’s plants, start with the easy ones like lettuces, peas, and squash (that were planted far away from any other squash variety).

To learn more about seed saving, check out these books:

Also see this great Australian herbalist’s blog for more:

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Gardening as Sacred Prayer, Sacred Dance

I came across this lovely article about the priest and priestess path that speaks perfectly to the work I do as a gardener and writer. It’s found on the site Institute for Circlework . Jalaja Bonheim, Ph.D. includes an excerpt from her conversation with guides:

“For thousands upon thousands of years, we have all joined in the one practice of performing ordinary worldly acts as worship. When we pull a baby into the light of the world, it is worship. When we cradle a dying man in our arms, guiding his spirit into the embrace of spirit, it is worship. When we sweep the floor, it is worship. It is worship when we dance, when we sing, when we light the candles. Weeding the herb garden, resolving disputes, cooking rice—all these things and a million more we have practiced, always searching for the light of the Beloved within each moment, always questioning—is it here? Yes, it is. And here? Yes, here too… And here… And here… So that now, we can say to you with complete assurance that there is nowhere where Spirit is not to be found.”

This is why I believe gardening can heal the world. When we slow down enough to sow seeds, water a plant, watch it grow, and harvest our own co-creation, we participate in the Great Love. We begin to see that Force in ourselves. We understand that we depend on the sacred earth for all we do. Gardening becomes a prayer and a rite, both mundane and sacred.

As you plan your garden during these cold winter days, consider the sacred work you do now as a planner and will do this spring as a priestess of the earth.

For more on the process of planning your garden as a sacred process, check out Sacred Land: Intuitive Gardening for Personal, Political, & Environmental Change (Llewellyn, 2007) by Clea Danaan.

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Colorado Bark Beetles: Money and Life

I heard a story on the news tonight about how the bark beetle infestation is expanding, including estimates that the pine trees of Colorado will be gone in three to five years! I find this story devastating in itself - and am saddened that the focus on the news was about the harm to the economy. There was one mention of the dying aspen as important habitat, but most of the focus was on the harm to tourism.

I want to scream! Trees have their own intrinsic value! Yes, life goes on. Yes, all is in the flow. But come ON PEOPLE! Let us value the trees for the trees, not just the view, the campsite and the tourism.

It’s the same with bees. They are struggling with mites and other mysterious diseases. The media reports this, when they do at all, as a threat to honey prices! The really enlightened ones talk about the threat to crops - the PRICE of crops.

Sigh.

I light a candle for the bees, beetles, pine, and aspen. They are us and we are them and all is sacred in itself. Aho.

For more on the bees…

More on the trees and the bark beetle

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Ice Sounds and Blue Whale Blips

One of the lovely things about Colorado is that we can go to the beach in January. It was forty-something degrees today, but sunny and dry, so we layered up and headed to the Cherry Creek Reservoir, a state park. My husband, two-year-old daughter and I picnicked at the deserted swim beach, marveling at the frozen reservoir and wintery sand. My husband grew up in Green Bay (yes, we watched the game last night), so a frozen lake is nothing new to him; but where I come from lakes rarely freeze solid. I had never heard, therefore, the wonderfully cool noises that emanate from a large frozen body of water. The great “bloop” noises like huge bubbles shifting upward reminded me of sounds made by blue whales (sped up - our ears can’t hear them normally). In sound, I got a taste of the ocean while gazing at the snowy Rockies.

Then the wind came to play. It was surprisingly calm, so I commented on how strange and nice it was to not have much of a wind chill. A few minutes later my husband said, “There’s wind over there!” I followed his pointed finger to see a fifteen-foot-wide wind devil swirl the birch leaves across the wet sand beach. “Look, honey,” I said to my daughter, “It’s a wind devil!” She said, “Win Devah!”

I’m learning to find magic in normal places like reservoirs and city rivers. I grew up in the land of temperate rain forest giant firs and draping moss, land that promises the peek of fairies around every corner. But today I met some other fey as I heard the song of lake ice and the shiver of winter-brown leaves zipping across a cold beach in January. I contemplated the magic of water, which expands when it freezes, making life on earth possible. Again I was reminded that if I slow down and listen, the magic of the planet reveals itself daily in simple and profound ways.

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To listen to blue whale sounds, click here. Or here.

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Woman of Power

A poem I wrote years ago circulated the internet for a while. I thought I would post it here, attached to its original author, me! It was originally published under my maiden name.

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Here stands a woman of Power.

She stands with her chest held high and her heart open to the world, for she knows she has the power and strength to handle what crosses her path.

She stands with her feet faced forward, resting solidly on the earth, allowing energy to flow smoothly along her aligned bones.

Her steps resonate gently, and she feels the earth when she walks, for her connection with the earth gives her power.

Her hips sway gently with each step, carrying her power in a basket of strength, for she owns her power as the holder of Life. She rejoices in her sexual power, allowing it to simply be.

She breathes deeply into her abdomen, relishing in her breath, the power of Life. Her organs rejoice as her lungs pull Life deep into her core.

Her neck, shoulders, and chest rest open and relaxed, as her arms swing freely, bringing her creations into the world.

Her face is relaxed and aware as her jaw sits restfully, for she lives truly in this moment.

As she breathes into her very core, living in this moment, standing tall, she knows Herself. She knows that she is a woman of Power, and she allows this to be so.

For she decided to no longer accept certain things.

That she should have a flat belly that fits into the tiniest of jeans.

That she should hide her sexuality and sensuality, that these powers are a threat.

That her breasts are too big, small, pointy, bouncy… and should be hidden and protected by the slouch of her chest.

That broad shoulders look too masculine.

That she looks more attractive with her legs turned out unnaturally.

That she should not ever show anger, but always be nice and quiet.

That the world is a place of pain and suffering, and the best way to feel safe is to make sure that nothing bad will go wrong – to worry.

That she is weak and cannot take what life gives her.

She knows these things are not true.

She knows that her Power sits in her body, the Temple of Herself. She honors this Temple in many ways.

She caresses her body with love each day, lathering a luscious lotion on her precious skin.

She sings to herself, her loved ones, the earth, in her voice powerful and clear.

She takes time to run, dance, and stretch her beautiful body, and does so with joy.

She gives thanks to the beings that nourish her.

She lets herself create her world by dreaming, painting, gardening, loving, birthing.

She fills her world with colors that feel good.

She fills her heart with laughter, and lets it spill over into the world.

She spends time in Nature, learning Her ways and letting Her balm slip over her body and soul.

She gives thanks to the water that she drinks, knowing that what she takes in is holy. She fills her Temple with cleansing, nourishing holy water.

And each day when she rises, she says, “Here stands a woman of Power!”

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An Invitation to Women’s Spirituality and Gardening Book Clubs

If you book club is interested in books on spirituality, goddesses, activism, gardening, ecology, or the power to make the world a better place, then my book Sacred Land: Intuitive Gardening for Personal, Political & Environmental Change would be a perfect selection. If interested, I invite you to post a comment here, and I would be happy to be a virtual or phone-in guest at your book club gathering.

Also see my new page on my website, http://www.Intuitivegardening.net/bookclub.

Here is a link to amazon, but also please consider buying Sacred Land from your local independent bookseller!

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Gathered around the Solstice Fire

We gathered outside around the Solstice Fire tonight, burning the Yule Log my daughter and I made today. There is crunchy snow on the ground and it was below 20 degrees, but cozy with our makeshift little fire. As the almost full moon rose in the east, I felt solidarity with my ancestors, who burned a fire in the snow all winter long. And as always this time of year, I feel for people without homes. I am grateful for my home, for electricity and gas, for fire as ritual and fun, not necessity.

This is the Longest Night of the Year. Tonight I am grateful not only for the light in the darkness, but for the darkness itself. Let us also honor the womb, the cave, the starry night. As an insomniac, I know the peace of the dark. I know, too, that release into the dark can be hard. Letting go into the void is a challenge we all face.

This night I honor my ancestors who have passed into the void: those of the distant past, my grandparents, friends, and most recently my Uncle Tom. May you rest in peace, and Godspeed on your Journey.

Tomorrow as always we will wake at dawn - not for ritual, but because my toddler wakes with the sun every morning. But I will watch the pink sky, and feel joy and gratitude at the Rebirth of the Sun. Many blessings to all!