Common Milkweed
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 others. Toxic yet beautiful, milkweed embodies life’s graceful dance of duality.
I essenced milkweed on the first day of summer, as the days opened wide. And the stillness of summer heat settled in the air. The five-pointed petals drifting in my bowl shows me their grounding signature… a quiet belonging to the earth and a remembrance that all life is woven together. Their soft pink color carries innocence and gentle love, to wrap us in a tender, heartfelt vibration.
Milkweed holds an energy of faith around our becoming, guiding us through life’s initiations and sacred rites of passage. It steadies us in the inevitable transitions and in the tender, uncertain, sometimes painful spaces between.
Poisonous plants like milkweed move us forward. They ask us to step beyond comfort. There is a swirling motion that moves through us, touching all layers within us. Each layer wobbling and then catching up to the vibration as it integrates and stabilizes, allowing the unfolding of our lives into wholeness. And here, we find the rhythm in our life, dancing with its duality.
Milkweed invites us to open our hearts to the magic of connection and reciprocity and to life’s endless change. It helps us trust, have faith in the timing of our lives. In the seasons of change. And it awakens our quiet guidance, our inner knowing, moving us toward what feeds our soul.