Do you know your sap?

Acer and everything nice when considering plant recipes for creating sanctuaries.

Though we find a sense of sanctuary in our escapes in the garden, the field, and/or flower. Our journey of healing OUR nature is about tapping into the hidden wisdom that makes us, us. That sweetness deep down, rooted in soul soil.

My grandmother, Althea (yes, her real name) taught me a lot about digging deep. Adopted at the age of 4 from an orphanage, moved to live in DC to grow up humbly. Graduated the planet in wealth uncommon for someone of her originating “circumstances” (read: because “she was a woman, for starts” – gag). She chose her life. She demonstrated to me BEing the Soul Owner of her life. She knew her sap.

When hiking under and through the canopy of Big Leaf Maple (Acer sp), her message is lent: shift attention to your dreams, draw from deep, be sharp in focus (and sometimes in tongue).

Own your dreams and tap into what needs to rise. Be fearless. RISE THE SAP UP.

I’m headed for the meadow once this posts. Big Leaf Maple stands there. She, the “Grandmother” of all trees cloaked perfectly for the season’s Ore, reflecting “her” outstretched “arms” to await me. They offer shade and protection when needed, peacefully mighty and relaxed. Statuesque silhouette of assuredness on the banks of rapid spiritual and emotional growth.

Not a tree for small spaces nor small thinking.

“Grandma” calls to me to dig deep AND play. Toss those whirlygigs (samaras) unto the air. Take serene pleasure in the twirling, dancing, lightness, swirl. Play, girl, play. Feel the joy. Be golden like the leaves afoot.
And be fearless. Fall back into positive visions. Fall into Sanctuary. Know your sap.

Benevolent is Acer’s nature. The visual and intuitive sip on this #FridayPlantHappy Hour of tree wisdom sap helps us to #BeSanctuary growing from scared to sacred. Thank you Grandma.

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Acer and everything nice when considering plant recipes for creating sanctuaries.

Down the road a bit is a single persimmon tree growing in what appears to be a remnant yard of a now abandoned farm house.

She’s close to the road. Lovely in shape tho rather non-descript most of the year, flowing through the seasons quietly.

Until this “5th season”. That bridge time between summer’s end and fall’s cornucopia when yellow-ish green ingenue fruit appears almost out of nowhere. Then, in just a short while that fruit, with the right conditions, turns a coral orange. Matured.

Unless you’re a rabid persimmon fanatic, you wouldn’t be inclined to give this tree’s transformation much attention. Especially this part of the PacNW US. There aren’t many persimmon orchards, you see, instead hazelnuts, blueberries, grass and hemp cover most of the farmland in this valley. So come this 5th season, when this tree unveils her journey of transformation. She BECOMES illuminata with fruit. With maturity.

She reveals the truth of work that goes on unseen for most of the “year”. If you harvest too soon, her truth is not fully formed – its bitter, acrid, immature. Yet, waiting and welcoming the maturity, you’re rewarded with sweetness and wisdom of what she bears.

Her fall blush of fruit pairs so well with her foliage drape. A cape of all the warm autumnal tones causes me to stop. Admire. She is temple-worthy. Often found planted in sacred places of worship and devotion in Asia, Persimmon carries a divinity in spirit in the ordinary flow of life. She is known as a tree of illumination and when she appears, her wisdom suggests making choices that allow our dreams to ripen and mature – sweet and wise.

Her fruit is a perfect offering on my autumnal altar inside – a little shrine time. Outside, I choose to remember the sanctity of my good nature’s pace of transformation. We need more reminders of the power of maturing choices that ripen the Sanctuaries of ourselves.
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