''The elf-queene, with hir joly compaignie, Daunced ful ofte in many a grene mede.” Geoffrey Chaucer "The Wife of Bath’s Tale"


I had a impromptu visit to the sacred spring yesterday, and having no candle I lit a match instead, a symbolic nod in tribute  to the resident Deva/goddess.   Then I noticed some  wild rose on the creek that begged to come home for flower essence,  to be  charged in fading sunlight.  FYI - flowers that choose us may be especially healing so look, listen and feel/sense the  messages from nature, a new level of expansion.

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