Milkweed appeared out of nowhere in my garden this year, blooming among the Bee Balm. Three strong, tall, beautiful stalks. A source of life and transformation for Monarch butterflies, hummingbirds and certain bees… yet poisonous to most others. Toxic yet beautiful, milkweed embodies life’s graceful dance of duality…

Evening Primrose is a delicate, heart-shaped, 4-petaled, cup-like flower. Its blossoms form a cup indicating a water element signature… for holding and dissolving held emotions.

This beautiful pink flower carries heartfelt, loving energy for the disappointment, emptiness…

I feel like I am in a fairy tale when I pass by my columbine. The way the blossoms burst outward, flower within flower, floating elegantly in the air under my apple tree. Seducing the pollinators with their unusual blooms. The hummingbirds nested on a branch above cannot resist, nor can the bumblebees or the butterflies…

Rose Campion with its soft, silvery leaves and stems. Standing tall and confident. Solitary. Poised. Graceful in the wind or as someone brushes by. Calling out to the heart.

As I bent to touch a flower, its energy moved quietly through me, questioning the layers I hold…

The rhododendrons in the park seem 100 feet tall! Towering over us. Pulling us in and down the wooded paths. Slowing us down. Listening to us. Allowing us. Considering who we are. So excited to be with us. Encouraging us into balance. And so nonchalant.

Bee Balm, Bergamot… standing tall, standing apart, watching over my garden with its crazy, shaggy, wonderful flowers. It feels like leadership. It feels like strength. It feels like confidence. It feels like individuality.

“It restores your soul.”

Solomon’s Seal has a fondness for making deep changes in our lives, bringing us into deep, positive emotional reflection. It has been called a ‘deep emotional embrace’.

Solomon’s Seal helps us throw away stuck patterns...

In my garden here in the northwest, I planted purple lilacs. They are memories of springtime gardens in New England from my childhood, holding an innocent, carefree, nostalgic feel. And tending to my ‘inner child’.  

And now in mid-April, they are blooming! Their fragrance is filling the air…

When the heart center (the gateway between the upper spiritual and the lower physical energy centers) is closed off the emotions no longer have a place to process. These raw, unprocessed emotions could cause us to feel weak…

Wild Sweet Violets appear when our long grey winter is ending, reminding us once again of the sacred cycle of life. New growth, a new season, fresh new, sweet life emerging. This beautiful, delicate, flirtatious flower gently opens our hearts to the promise of spring…

Wild Rose is a vine, weaving and rambling, a free spirit, growing here, there and everywhere, welcoming summer. The energy of this flower dissolves the physical, freeing the heart, letting go of all the excuses, all the blame we hold for ourselves and for others…

In my garden, under the shade of the apple tree, the pink bleeding hearts are blooming. Delicate, tender poetry for early spring. Their hearts bursting, overflowing with teardrops dripping from each blossom…

There is a tunnel of trees in the woods alongside a place where deer step out to feed on apples in late summer. A canopy of oaks and beeches with old, forsaken branches strewn along its floor leading to a steep, sudden, down slope…

I see the Magnolia trees as they vibrate up and out and stretch high into the sky, humming with a magnificent, high pitch. Pure joy for springtime. Asking me to follow into their stretch.

Magnolia holds space for us, for our spirit, for this life…

My Peonies were greeting me as I entered my garden this morning. Nodding hello, happy, bending downward, almost but not quite touching the earth. Heavy from the overnight rain…

I sit in my garden as night falls. Sacred Datura has opened. It glows. It is brilliant in the moon’s light. Its essence is calling in dreams, visions and sacred rites of passage…

I am in love with the Beach Rose!

I love its beauty. I love its bristly protection. I love its vulnerability. I love its survival skills…

Queen Anne’s Lace has a dreamy, delicate, soft, vulnerable quality that goes hand and hand with the sensitivity of a full moon in Pisces. Its flower head reminds me of a life of stories…