Ashes to Art ~ Reflections & Wishes from the Heart

As Autumn winds down, days sing of crunchy pine needles and the last melodies of birds enjoying warmth on their beaks. Evenings then roll in with whispers of violet skies and rose gold rays, put to bed in blankets of starlight diamonds woven across black silken dreams.

Landscapes may be drenched in brisk chilly air, darkened afternoons, and early Christmas-lit streets, but there’s still this warmth it evokes, as if your heart fire is being stoked by the nostalgic comforts it all conjures up.

It’s a beautiful time of year and it’s also a sullen time for some. An extra reason to reach in deep and extend hands of kindness around every corner.

There is opportunity in every moment to see with eyes of compassion and ponder the possibility that there just may be a different way to navigate than our years have mapped out for us thus far….the sacred wholly experienced.

We only think things are separate – like light and dark – because our minds have erected boundaries between them. The only reason we know each exists is because of the other. The line we’ve drawn to separate them is also the place they merge and share common ground.

Just like life and death are both part of creation. And just like ashes can provide a rush of nutrients for new plants to emerge.

With time moving forward quickly, many of the forest trails have reopened that were closed due to the fires and potentially hazardous ground conditions. Two days ago we got to hike one of these behind a friend’s home, whose house literally was twenty feet from the fire line.

And although much of the forest was blackened and covered in ash, I didn’t feel any heaviness when walking amongst the trees still standing. While there is a mix of bitter and sweet in all the ways I don’t need to explain, I still found much beauty and felt life stirring.

There was a mix of life and death blended together; one tree untouched next to another fully disintegrated or cloaked in black and others literally exhibiting half and half on their trunks of light and dark merged together.

Deep holes in the ground whispered of ancient ones whose life force could still be felt in the hollowed soil and ashes; where once their massive roots extended, now the tunnels mirrored that of a rabbit warren with holes reaching into Earth’s womb.

We came upon a couple of forest service workers who were assessing trees and taking down those extensively damaged with potential of falling on the trails, and learned more of the long recovery haul ahead.

At one of the sites of a beautiful large tree they needed to remove, I found this slice of its bark that spoke to me.

One side was dusted in dark ash and the other smelled so fresh and alive.

I plan to let it dry out and sand it, but I can hear the story it wants to share of how energy and consciousness still goes on. This will be my homage to the forests here and a way to recycle that life force into art.

Ashes to art.

Lately I’ve been hearing the song of the chickadees filling the air and bouncing from limb to limb above our heads. I know that melody…it blends in harmony with Jack Frost’s whistle.

Winter is near.

While the streets and shadowed corners hold Jack’s kiss long into the evening hours, I find the shortened daylight hours still drenched in richness.

And what light does reach through day adventures we take, is full of coded messages and inviting presence.

Days have been full and continue to move along rapidly, bringing us yet again to another holiday season.

Today we head to mom and dad’s for a warm feastive gathering and before so doing I wanted to wish you each a happy holiday, however you celebrate this day.

The one thing that always stands out is the reminder of how valuable gratitude is to extend to every single day, as you never know if it might be your last or if it might be the last time you see someone or get to experience any part of life as you know it now.

With a pause and a breath, I recognize the micro and macro of blessings – some of which may make sense and others that have yet to.

Astrid and I have been busy little bee-ings buzzing around doing and creating much these days. That includes a lot of artsy inspirations added to what remains, of which we hope to have one last bunch to share with you in the next week or so in time for Christmas.

Our connection deepens with each passing day and merges in ways its difficult to explain.

But one thing I know for sure is the depth of love and gratitude we share for each other, this Earth experience, and for every being that shares it with us – near and far.

We love and are so grateful for you!

About Tania Marie's Blog

Creating life as a work of art with a magick rabbit by my side. I remember my song. Do you? Artist, Author and Reiki Master Teacher with over 30 years' experience in creative healing arts and metaphysical studies. Tania inspires people globally to return to natural harmony, draw forth imagination to manifest dreams, embody creative empowerment, and live more magickally and abundantly from their most natural frequency – in essence, Tania helps you to remember your song.

Posted on November 25, 2021, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.

  1. You have such a beautiful attitude and have created a wonderful life to match. Thank you for sharing your beauty and gifts with us Tania (and Astrid). Happy hugs and Thanksgiving!

  2. Tania, your post so clearly and beautifully illuminates the “duality” of life and death existing side by side. I think this is a difficult concept for many and I appreciate your wise and timely message.

    blessings on this day and all days,

    love, Linda ❀

    • Thank you so much for this supportive reflection Linda. I agree it’s quite a challenging topic and I’m grateful you felt the exploration here to be supportive to it. So grateful for you πŸ’“ much love and blessings today and always. πŸ˜˜πŸ’«

  3. This post reminds me of all those dreams I’ve had over the past two years where there’s all kinds of death but then a pregnant woman in a green dress, or flowers sprouting in the dust, or some other sign of life. Very Plutonian.

    Happy Gratitude Day! much love to you and your family ❀

    • Yes! Definitely! And to go along with that theme, I kept finding sweet lime green lichen on and around the burned dead trees and branches… so alive and vibrant. I took a little to put at the doorstep of our friend’s house whose home was saved, around the feet of a white rabbit statue he has to welcome the new birthing.
      Happy G Day to you and David! We all send our love ❀

  4. Such timely and deep reflections. To recreate, there is death, it’s the way of nature. We are being reminded in every way possible that a huge transformation is taking place, and just as you so beautifully shared it makes living in the moment and appreciation and gratitude even more important than ever. Much love and gratitude to you, Astrid and the rest of your loved ones. Big hugs Dawn and Mir ❀

    • Thank you for sharing this beautiful perspective sweet D! Perfect descriptions always you bring to the table. We love you and Mir so much! Hope you two are sharing a warm holiday today. Kisses and hugs from Astrid and me!

  5. I sometimes find bit of tree like that – they seem so interesting as you say they almost speak… Astrid looks comfy on her cushion there πŸ™‚

    • That’s cool to hear that you feel similarly when you find trees like that too 😊 It makes me happy when I see Astrid feeling extra relaxed and safe… shows her trust and comfort as you say. ❀

  6. Desiree Bergeron

    Can feel the love pouring through you (and sweet Queen Astrid) that you both sent out with this!! Means soooooo much. Love the creative energy flowing this time of year!!! As you well know, I’ve been busy creating too! I’m just soooooo giddy and full of joyβ€” just out in nature walking…..big fluffy flakes of snow coming down! Thinking of you and sending love and cuddles back to you and Astrid xx πŸ™ŒπŸ»πŸ’ž

    • Aw, thank you for that reflection ❀ Astrid and I are moving through things together, but we know that love is the strongest anchor and navigator for everything…so we wanted to share that with everyone here too. Thank you for sending your love, snowy magick, and sweet energy! xoox

  7. Thank you….a very happy holiday weekend to you, give Astrid a hug from me~

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