Soil and Seeds

Today, I find myself thinking about dirt and seeds.  I think this is due in part to the upcoming celebration of Imbolc/St. Brigid’s Day/Candlemas.  This is the time of year when the ancient Celtic cultures turned their minds away from the indwelling period of winter’s rest and turned their minds toward the coming spring.  Specifically, it was the time of year when inward preparations were made for the season of planting and sowing and rituals celebrated to insure a successful harvest.  The decaying remains of last year’s harvest were burned and given release, while soil and seeds received blessings for growth, resilience, strength and abundance.   Intercessions were requested of and prayers offered up to Brigid, the goddess of hearth, home and fertility.  Imbolc and the feast of Brigid was a time of joyful anticipation.

When I reflect upon this in light of the contemplative journey, I am invited to wonder at the way in which diligent attention to contemplation prepares the soil in which the seeds of our hopes and dreams can begin to take root.  As we tend to our contemplative practice, we are open to receiving that which the universe (God) knows to be in our highest good.  Being open to the direction and guidance of our highest self, our Divine Source, we become a gathering basket willingly receiving the seeds of our potential as they shower down upon us from the heavens.   Continuing in our contemplative practice, the ground is prepared in which these seeds can be planted, nourished, take root and grow to abundant maturity.   And finally, seeing with the eyes of the Divine as revealed through our practice, we can stand in gratitude and wonder as we witness to the abundant harvest.  It is through contemplation that these seeds are first received and later brought to abundant realization.

There is a beautiful parable that Jesus shared with his disciples that spoke of this contemplative process and the mysterious way in which its fruits are abundantly realized.  It is with these words that we are reminded of the mystery that unfolds within us when we allow ourselves to be open to the Divine that seeks to be abundantly born through our very being!  Happy Imbolc!

Jesus said, “This is how it is with the kingdom of God; it is as if a man were to scatter seed on the land and sleep and rise night and day and the seed would sprout and grow, he knows not how. Of its own accord the land yields fruit, first the blade, then the ear, then the full grain in the ear.  And when the grain is ripe, he wields the sickle at once, for the harvest has come.”                                                                           Mark 4: 26-29

 

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