I moved at the end of 2024 as well. I’m still learning the “wilds” around my new home and I miss the flora and fauna of my own home keenly. For me it’s the beech trees and our big old oak. And the sparrows and songbirds that made the yard noisy almost year round. This new home has gum trees and pines, a few birds I can’t quite name that come quietly when I happen to look at the right time. I’m excited for spring and for planting more to invite more wildlife closer.
I was transported in time just the other day as we all cut the willow for baskets next year. And as a wildcrafter, as someone who caresses the earth, I often get to move through time seamlessly, by the very same motions of the many before me. As my friend and I sorted the cut willow lengths, the sleek pollarded straight shoots, and I held the bundle and she tied the string around we shared a look for we both knew we stood in time and were in that moment being nourished by the agelessness of tradition.
A feeling of being held that’s hard to describe although Kundera did a pretty good job in the unbearable lightness of being.
And although I love and treasure belongings, I find it so much easier and grounding to belong through practices rather than things as one is immaterial and the other is.
I come from a long lineage of earthlings, and what a beautiful way to think about them, and about making a home in Ireland, far from home (France), as dropping anchor in a place neither my husband or I are tied to by blood or heritage. Two years ago, we planted 2 apple trees in the back garden. I may attempt a wassail ritual...
In the Book of Genesis Yahweh creates man. The Hebrew is ha adam (the man) but is related to the word adamah (the earth or dust), so the correct name of the first human is Earthling, not Adam.
I moved at the end of 2024 as well. I’m still learning the “wilds” around my new home and I miss the flora and fauna of my own home keenly. For me it’s the beech trees and our big old oak. And the sparrows and songbirds that made the yard noisy almost year round. This new home has gum trees and pines, a few birds I can’t quite name that come quietly when I happen to look at the right time. I’m excited for spring and for planting more to invite more wildlife closer.
I just love this Freya. It's so relevant for me right now. Thank you. xx
I was transported in time just the other day as we all cut the willow for baskets next year. And as a wildcrafter, as someone who caresses the earth, I often get to move through time seamlessly, by the very same motions of the many before me. As my friend and I sorted the cut willow lengths, the sleek pollarded straight shoots, and I held the bundle and she tied the string around we shared a look for we both knew we stood in time and were in that moment being nourished by the agelessness of tradition.
A feeling of being held that’s hard to describe although Kundera did a pretty good job in the unbearable lightness of being.
And although I love and treasure belongings, I find it so much easier and grounding to belong through practices rather than things as one is immaterial and the other is.
I come from a long lineage of earthlings, and what a beautiful way to think about them, and about making a home in Ireland, far from home (France), as dropping anchor in a place neither my husband or I are tied to by blood or heritage. Two years ago, we planted 2 apple trees in the back garden. I may attempt a wassail ritual...
In the Book of Genesis Yahweh creates man. The Hebrew is ha adam (the man) but is related to the word adamah (the earth or dust), so the correct name of the first human is Earthling, not Adam.