The Sacred Pocket: Contemplation, White Sage and Sweetgrass

Yesterday, it rained again. We are so grateful, as the moisture seems to be cycling back into more regularity after a hot, hot summer. There is no wildfire smoke in the air, at least these past several days in the valley.

just before the evening storm

rain water reflections

So many prayers for rain – and they have been answered. The elements of the earth lean back into a little balance here, right now.

After the rains, this early morning is so beautiful in the garden. The harvesting of beans, tomatoes and corn is full on. I’m going to a dance of universal peace tonight, with a pot luck before hand. What to make, with all this bounty? I could go many different directions….Come on out to the garden with me, and let’s decide.

just like every morning, the garden calls to me – in through the gate

Here’s my favorite place to contemplate the day.

my favorite place to contemplate the day

Once out in the back garden, I really am overcome how beautiful it is, the natural world creating gorgeous landscapes of color and light. I can’t stay seated, my eyes want to drink it all in…

Pachamama’s presence, for sure

Natural grace surrounds me.

the light and the lushness have me in love

through Great Spirit’s eyes – a gourd blossom’s view of the garden

What a gift to be alive on this still morning, looking through the eyes of the garden spirits, after the two nights of generous rain. I’m drawn to weave my way over to the herb garden.

sacred sweetgrass and white sage surrounded by oregano, beets, nasturtiums, basil, thyme, parsley gone to seed, horseradish, burnet, garden sage and marigold

This year I planted sacred Native herbs along with the culinary –  sweetgrass and white sage.

bending down close to smell the fresh herbal scent of sweetgrass

sacred white sage is dried and burned as a smudge – a cleanse – for mind, body, spirit and places of dense/old energies

I pick a white sage leaf, and breathe in that amazing scent…Burning white sage as a smudge to cleanse mind, body, spirit and places of dense, stagnant energy has been used since ancient times, by indigenous peoples, and this morning, fresh picked and rubbed between my fingers.

We create the beauty in our lives. Along with some help.

in gratitude

I pick a few beans – and without a basket right at hand, I slip them into my pocket, beside the white sage leaf –

the sacred pocket – white sage in gratitude, and pole beans to eat

and breathe in the sage, clearing my head, to feel more deeply, and think.

It’s early morning yet, and I have the whole day ahead. Plenty of time to cook, to plan what to bring. My friend Jeff has also called me, and invited me to help tend the fire for a Lakota sweat lodge tomorrow night here in the valley. After our deluge of rain, it is perfect timing. So now it feels right for a different kind of harvest. For the lodge.  And my first sweetgrass braids. I go find the scissors.

so fragrant – freshly cut sweetgrass

This should be enough to start.

a sunny place to make sweetgrass braids

It is simple, yet it feels like a memory, sitting on rocks and preparing the grasses.

tying the bundle

trimming the ends

separating sweetgrass blades into three sections to braid

….braiding….

completed sweetgrass braid, ready to dry

for renewing sweetness to minds, hearts, spirits and places

What do we do? What do we think? What do we keep, what do we let go of? These choices present themselves constantly, almost within every moment. Keeping the sacred in my daily life is so important to me. And in my garden. We all may find different things sacred, but whatever they are, if they help us be kinder, more compassionate, let’s keep those things in mind. Or in your sacred pocket.

7 thoughts on “The Sacred Pocket: Contemplation, White Sage and Sweetgrass

  1. I do not really practice the native traditions. I do recognize them tho–The sweetgrass braid and the Three Sisters. Only a couple of sisters made it this year here….I do stack rocks–because I like stacking rocks…and I planted gourds and sunflowers for the birds. I have made sage smudges too.

  2. I don’t have any words for this one, but I do have a bunch of feelings for what you’ve shared here. Thank you for doing so. I rather like these feelings 🙂

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