dance #344, calendula blooming

Sunday November 29, 2009

Calendula blooming

9:00 p.m. Sipping tea while I brew a new batch. I scoop up a large handful of herbs: calendula, red clover, St John’s Wort, blue vervain, raspberry leaf, oat straw, and lemon balm. I’m holding fields of this summer’s flowers in my hands. It’s the yellow petals that catch my eye. I discovered my calendula is still blooming. Late November bursts of bright orange, turgid and waxy. Beaming through these grey days. I visit the flowers tonight, after the rain, bending over to take them in. One flower is spent, one in full bloom, and another just unfolding. I will have to harvest them tomorrow before the frost comes. The dance is in my study. Shivering up from the root. Arms swinging wide, palms swooping. Circling hips, spiraling upward. Energy rises up. Feels as if a sphere of light engulfs heart and head and the space around me. The day was cool. The wet night shivers.

~ by nmyers on November 29, 2009.