Journey Seeds

And so it was that we settled into the Abbey, and of course the Abbess was as gracious and peaceful as ever.  An aura of serenity seemed to surround this place eternally, and it was wonderful, after the highs and lows of the journey to the mine.  Orlando was pleased to have a view of the lake and the green lawns, and set Max chirping on the stone windowsill in the sun, golden yellow.  And I was pleased to find some unicorn inspired tapestry that I hadn’t finished from last time I was here.  There was a rich mustard coloured silk wall hanging, depicting scenes of a renaissance garden, brimming with life.  And there was also a cryptic note on the oak sideboard, from the Abbess, suggesting I go down to the greenhouse and see what was there.  For it was spring, she said, time to plant seeds.  I ventured out in the late afternoon sunlight.  Past shimmering gold trees and myriad coloured flowers I wandered, and pressed open the door of the glass encased greenhouse.  Inside, a packet of seeds lay on a workbench among the pots and garden stakes, and I knew they were for me.  They were mustard seeds, I read, brushing the dust from the packet, “Lemurian Abbey – Abundant Magic Mustard Seeds”.  The Abbess had signed them as to their authenticity so I knew they were genuine.  The meaning of them was clearly printed beneath the hand drawn picture, of leafy bright mustard, fully grown.  They were for abundance.  I filled a pot with Enchanteur’s special soil and pressed the small, brown spheres into the dark earth.  Then I set the terra cotta pot on the window sill.  And of course the process was repeated, until all the seeds were used up, and a line of pots rested in the late, golden, afternoon sun at the Abbey greenhouse. 

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(copyright Imogen Crest 2006.)

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About imogen88

Seeking balance from corporate life years back, Monika Roleff stumbled across Lemuria in cyberspace, and became Imogen Crest, Hermit muse, under the influence of Heather Blakey, educator and Webmistress of Soul Food Cafe - famous global writing and art group. "Imogen" has never looked back, and creates the world as she sees it, through the eyes of nature, in word and art. In "real life" Monika Roleff is a writer, nature photographer, consultant, runs vintage fairs and events, with an extensive admin and retail fashion background, and can be contacted on indigo_moon22 at hotmail dot com.

Posted on October 8, 2006, in Planting Seeds. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Seeds spell promise for all of us, do they not, and Abundant Magic Mustard seeds, well, the future looks bright indeed. A wonderful piece, Monika.

    Vi

  2. Magnificent Imogen. What potent seeds the Abbess is dispensing down in the greenhouse! Abundance and enough for everyone!

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