I had a lovely surprise today when I came home. Two Welsh poppies are blooming under my bedroom window. They look so fragile but also so full of life.
Soar!
There were half a dozen kites high in the sky below Arthur’s Seat when I passed earlier.I remember the very first time I flew a kite. It was almost too windy and at times the kite couldn’t get enough lift. But when it did...it was the most fabulous feeling - the wind tugging on the string, the swerve and swoop of the kite. It was really possible to feel I was flying myself!
As adults we forget to do these wonderful things. We forget to spread our arms wide and spin round and round until we collapse breathless on the grass. We forget to find a swing hanging under a green tree and push ourselves higher and higher, leaning back and feeling dizzy as the leaves rush past us. We forget to speed downhill on a bicycle, hair streaming out behind us and screeching for joy.
We need to throw caution (and health and safety petty rules) to the wind and remember the freedom we had as children feeling alive in every cell in our bodies!
Manifesting
The Prayer of Mauchan
I wish, O Son of the Living God, O ancient, eternal king,
For a little hidden hut in the wilderness that it may be my dwelling.
An all-grey little lake to be by its side
A clear pool to wash away sins through the grace of the Holy Spirit.
Quite near, a beautiful wood around it on every side
To nurse many-voiced birds, hiding in its shelter.
A southern aspect for warmth, a little brook across its floor
A choice land with many gracious gifts such as to be good for every plant.
This is the husbandry I would take, I would choose and will not hide it
Fragrant leeks, 8 hens, speckled salmon, trout, bees
Raiment and food enough for me from the King of Fair Fame
And I to be sitting for a while, praising God in every place.
from the Gaelic - early monastic circa 7th century
I wish, O Son of the Living God, O ancient, eternal king,
For a little hidden hut in the wilderness that it may be my dwelling.
An all-grey little lake to be by its side
A clear pool to wash away sins through the grace of the Holy Spirit.
Quite near, a beautiful wood around it on every side
To nurse many-voiced birds, hiding in its shelter.
A southern aspect for warmth, a little brook across its floor
A choice land with many gracious gifts such as to be good for every plant.
This is the husbandry I would take, I would choose and will not hide it
Fragrant leeks, 8 hens, speckled salmon, trout, bees
Raiment and food enough for me from the King of Fair Fame
And I to be sitting for a while, praising God in every place.
from the Gaelic - early monastic circa 7th century
Is it Spring Yet?
Has Spring arrived yet?
Yes according to my granddaughters - Poppy (in the bunny ears) and Alora.
This photo of Emma and Caroline with the girls is deceptively serene - 2 seconds earlier the girls were dancing round the room like dervishes - the embodiment of the exuberance of Spring.
Look Up
I'm already in a spring mood with all the glorious blossom and fresh greenery around. Today the blossom has been snowing down on the streets in little flurries as if the trees are in a particular hurry to usher in the Summer this year!
What I enjoy most about spring in Edinburgh is the sky. The light here in the east of Scotland has a clear and intense quality (in contrast to the wonderful soft light you find in the west of the country) and the combination of the intense blue sky against the mellow local stone and the spring greenery is particularly wonderful.
Living in the city, with buildings all around you, it is sometimes easy to forget that the sky is there. We're lucky in Edinburgh. The ups and downs of the volcanic landscape and the gentle slope down to the Firth of Forth mean that, wherever you are in the city, you always get a glimpse of the sky.
For everyone living amongst buildings: take a moment now and again to look up!
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