My hundred thousand bells of blue,
The splendour of the Spring,
They carpet all the woods anew
With royalty of sapphire hue.
Cicely Mary Barker
Bountiful Beltane Blessings!
This Earth feast is the mid-point between the Spring Equinox and the Summer Solstice. It celebrates the revitalising of everything in Nature and its potent impetus and fertility. People walked between two fires to purify themselves, then taboos and conventions were lifted for one night and, on 1st May, people danced around the phallic Maypole – as they still do! Brigantia (“Most High”), the Celtic Goddess of the North of England, Scotland and Ireland, is also celebrated at this time.
Pure Goddess, whose silver covers
These sacred ancient plants,
we turn to your lovely face
unclouded and without veil…
Temper, oh Goddess,
Calm the disquieting spirits and
Scatter peace across the earth
from “Casta Diva” sung by the High Druid Priestess, Norma, by Vincenzo Bellini
At last the blossoms are proliferating and blooming in a wealth of abundance in southern UK! There is nothing as verdant and vividly green as Spring, nor as grounding and restorative as when the Sun has warmed the Earth so we can walk barefoot on grassy pathways through the trees and bluebells, where powder-puff blossoms hanging from the trees seem to go on forever which makes me feel rich beyond compare!
When I was 7 or 8 years old, having moved to Wales, there was a forbidden wood I frequented, that I called “Bluebell Wood”. Awe-struck one particular unauthorised visit, after crunching through the twigs and wild, green growth, and suddenly coming upon a vast carpet of blue hues, I returned one day with my arms filled with bluebells to give to all my neighbours! I little knew then that they were best left in the forest; but, gleefully walking home with my gifts inhaling that exquisite aroma of Spring bluebells has never left me.
Fifteen years later, I visited Penhaligon’s and tried their perfumes from flowers (not the nauseating, highly toxic chemicals used in “parfum”). As I tried the various aromas: Fern, Quercus, Rose; all evoking Nature’s overwhelmingly blissful and inspiring smells, as I inhaled the Bluebell, hyacinthoides non-scripta, a great detailed vision of my childhood Bluebell Wood overwhelmed me with the same euphoria I’d experienced there as a child! The sense of smell brought with it such vivid visual detail, I was instantly transported back. It was so powerful, I gushed forth to the surprised, but delighted and entertained, assistant!, gesticulating and verbally painting a resplendent picture!
Naturally, I bought some of the exquisite essence for future journeys to the past!
“Created in 1978, this is the pure and unadulterated distillation of the scent of bluebell woods. The telltale earthy sweetness of hyacinths rises through the soft citrus Head Notes and mingles with rose, lily and jasmine at the heart. As it settles the flowers give way to spicy clove and cinnamon and the unique textural base note of bittersweet galbanum.
Tremendously evocative of wet earth, moss and rain, it softly detonates across your scent receptors and instantly transports you to the woodland, surrounded by dripping leaves, skin tingling with spring.”
O THOU with dewy locks, who lookest down
Through the clear windows of the morning, turn
Thine angel eyes upon our western isle,
Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring!
William Blake 1757-1827
My Mayday was spent with a most wonderful soul friend and her beautiful baby in Nature’s healing energy. Our feasting was on raw Walnut & Chive bread, tasty coconut Tempeh, Tatsoi Salad with sprouted, crunch sunflower seeds, spring onions, fascinatingly coloured tomatoes, avocado, sweet/sour cornichons with raw Rocket Pesto. Our sweet treat was: raw Passion Fruit light lemon “cheese” cake.
(below is a raw, quick-snack, hormone balancer for men and women: my “Cacao Snowball” a slight variation on my Maca Ball recipe found elsewhere on this blog)
There’s so much to celebrate in Spring: wild edibles growing everywhere, blue skies, feeling alive, vibrant and full of hope, potential and creativity – and observing that everywhere in Nature – and watching and waiting to see how Charlie the Peregrine Falcon, Tom the Tiercel and their four new baby Falcons are being nurtured in the nest box on top of Charing Cross Hospital.
May you ever dance merrily around the Maypole!
With love and bountiful, bio-photon blessings