Greetings from Boston, Mass where the sleet and snow have finally taken a backseat to a moist and raw kind of cold. The kind that appears just before we spring forward. I am sure that old man winter still plans on trying his best to immerse us all in the doldrums of stagnation and inactivity. Of course, sometimes it is pleasurable to take a breather and to pause. To hole up in one's apartment, house or dorm. To hunker down inside avoiding all of the frosty weather.
February. I am waving goodbye to Old Man Winter. We are halfway to the month of March and to the beginning of spring time. This past weekend, raindrops bounced off the brim of my baseball cap, as I climbed up one of the many hillsides in the Arnold Arboretum of Jamaica Plain, MA. The temperature hovered in the mid-forties. Pretty dang good for this time of the month. The ground was hard and not yet squishy with mud. I was making the trek to try and locate a tiny messenger. One that stands only 3 - 4 inches off of the ground. And there before my eyes, nestled next to a small collection of melting ice, was exactly what I had been looking for. White snowdrops were flowering in the wet grass! It is good to know that I can always count on this first kiss of springtime to appear in February. Like magic, they push right through Nature's veil, their green stems coming up to become one with the hum of the earth all around them. Their delicate white blossoms are a delight to behold! Snowdrops exude the vibrational signature of purity, hope and rebirth. Yes, rebirth and on that rainy day a seed was planted inside of myself and I felt like dancing because I knew that eventually more blossoms would come. I visualized a scene where the air and the ground, both above it and below it were pulsating with life. Scented with flowers, leaves and green things. All my senses were heightened. All hyped up from seeing this one tiny bundle of healing flowers
According to the Nature Kingdom, everything on this planet has a deva or angel that oversees it. There is the deva of healing, deva of the sky and a deva for each flower, plant, tree, insect, animal etc... so I thought I'd connect to the Deva of the Snowdrop flower and see if it had anything to share with us. The following is my conversation with one such being:
Good Evening All, I'd like to connect with the Deva of the Snowdrop flower who is from the Light and the White Brotherhood please.
--- Little One, we are here with you and work in tandem with other flowers/devas from the Nature Kingdom. Thank you for giving us this opportunity to speak with you and others of your ilk. What an unexpected treat. First, we pop open and smell the scent of an open world. One above ground, did we say open? Yes, please don't take for granted the ability to spread out. Open space is not everywhere. Cramped enclosed surroundings are more the norm on other planets.
I'm so sorry to to hear this. Can you share with us your thoughts on Springtime and new beginnings?
--- it is like a loud thrum which builds up and up until a chorus of sounds underground begins. To push and push. To ascend. To be seen by All There Is with just a glance. And there is a sense of wanting because we know that another world is above ground. The sun! The sun! It waits for us. And stars so bright. Twinkling high up in the skies. Your moon which goes through an incredible array of changes. It too pulls us up. Do you see what we see? Do you feel cramped and withheld from moving forward by the heaviness of winter? Underground it is dark but there is warmth. There are new thought-forms forming everyday, every minute, every second. All of this Earth is a thought-form. Some are more deeply ingrained than others though. Snowdrops are nature's Angels. Yes, on a slender stem white bells trumpet the message that We Will be Seen! Now it is up to all of you. To embrace the coming of spring. Let the wild grasses become greener. Buds can bust loose on high up branches and leaves starting to unfurl and put up shade way above gray trunked trees. New life all around will bring a feeling of being out and about. Of renewal and a sense that it's okay to begin life again.
Well, there you have it. Straight from the horse's mouth to all of you. I hope that, like the snowdrop, that you are all able to rouse yourselves and snap out of the depths of winter. Only to rise up revitalized and feeling a new sense of renewal. Surrounded by Mother Nature's valentine: The love and light of Springtime combined with a tantalizing taste of new beginnings, new life and new dreams.
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