When nature and social studies meet…we get Trillium Essence.
Birch and I went for a walk in the rain today. He saw a Bernie Sanders sign. He’s learning to read now, so he spent a moment sounding it out. “Ber-nie San-ders. What’s that Mom?” I explained that he was running for president for the next election. “What’s an election Mom?” So it went like that a bit, you know?
So we got into racism together. He was 3.5 during the last election and he woke up to a somber day. I will never forget the felt sense of that dropping him at school. Thinking “Goddess bless these teachers, shocked and horrified, and taking care a gaggle of children of shocked and horrified parents. In trying to explain to him why everyone was so upset about Donald Trump, I chose one slice of why. You can’t explain the whole mess of it to a 3.5 year old. So I told him, “One of the reasons why I really do not like Donald Trump is that he is racist. Racism is when white people think they are superior to people of color.” He could not understand why anyone would think anyone was better than anyone else because of skin color. I wanted to bottle the innocence.
He remembers that conversation. Today talking about racism, we got into WHY it matters that white people think they are better than black people. I explained how a black person is much more likely to get a speeding ticket than a white person, and how white people get paid more money to do the same job, how much harder it is for them to find a job or a place to live.
He said, “Wow, I understand so much more now.”
Then we both felt drawn to walk along this stream near our house that we have never walked along in all the time we have been here. At the end of the stream was a beaver damn. The way the beaver chewed up the trees is strangely beautiful.
And Trilliums. Everywhere. So. Many. Trilliums. I have a love affair with trilliums. And I have seen more of them than ever this spring.
I used to make flower essences, and I have not in over 10 years. I thought, I must make a Trillium essence. So Birch and I crawled around looking for Trillium flowers. We asked the plants and harvested 3 trillium flowers.
They sat in water soaking the mist and the mottled sun. How I wished I could have crawled up and rested inside of one of the flowers. I imagined that for a few moments as I prayed with them. What it would be to be held by a precious flower the way a mother holds her baby. With all of that comfort and safety.
I read about trillium essence when I got home. Trillium essence is about clearing your root, to discover our personal power and creative expression. It supports the out of balance energy of greed, to bring forth more altruism and service. It feels like medicine for the world right now.
Given the way plants offer themselves when needed, It is no surprise there are so many trillium showing themselves. Flower essences work on such a subtle vibrational level. My prayer today is that we receive this medicine from the trilliums to bring the greed into balance.