Greenwitch

This is a picture I took of the last harvest full moon, it was still warm enough to take our evening walks.

I feel that green fairies are begining to stir as the trees have the tiniest of buds and yesterday I saw snowdrops and a daffodile but green is still my fav. colour. A few people have said to me that they cannot remember summer at this time of year, winter is the only reality but as I walk past the trees and bushes I remember so clearly how they looked in summer .

I wish I had someone to help visulize me at my best and hold that image instead of overweight me and I wonder if at eighty I would like someone to remember me young ? Somehow I feel the body is part of our earthly lesson, do we learn to house an ageless spirit in a body that does not reflect us ? Non attachment ? I never really resonated with zen teachings but lately they have been creeping into my reality and my mind has been making new discoveres within simplicity.

Ang