A Message from Nature - The Story of a Heart

"Bluebells filled the woods with sweet fragrance, shiny bark and twisted limbs catching sunlight, ground soft underfoot welcomed our feet. Out of the shade and into a clearing, we followed a path to the now fenced meadow and looked back at the place we used to live."

- The passage above was written last year - just after a walk in 'our' woods. The first visit back since we left.
Taken from My Name Is Zing


Seven years ago we were living in a country cottage surrounded by nature. We had deer and foxes visit our garden and rabbits hopping around on the grass, it was open on one side to a three acre wild flower meadow that led to the bluebell filled woods beyond.

It was while living there that I became attuned to nature, I had never lived so far from a town and all it contained. Here nature was almost palpable in its presence and I grew to love the space, the garden, the animals. The wildness of it all.

It was rented from an old lady that lived close by, and we had lived there for seven years when the old lady died, and out of the blue a letter arrived from solicitors acting on behalf of the family. We had one month to move out, as her family wanted to sell up. I was in shock, it should have been expected but it wasn't. So the packing and goodbyes began.

I said goodbye to the big old stone workshop attached to the house that had been my art studio. I emptied the three outbuildings and remembered how our once feral cat, had given birth in the metal shed a year before to the kittens that now lived with us. I walked into the meadow to the spot we had buried our old dog Harvey just a few months before.

I strolled around the garden, that magical place where I had learned so much from trial and error and from just loving it and allowing it to bloom. Then I went to sit on the huge flat rock/stone that had been here long before we came. . . it was then that I saw it.


A perfect heart made out of moss growing there on that big lump of granite and through the burning tears that immediately leapt to my eyes, I smiled because I understood the message from this house, this space, from Nature. It loved me back.

The photo that I took of that special message, sits in the header to this blog, (among other things from my life) its story untold until today when I decided to share my heart, my story, here with you. . .

More of my memories can be read over at The Streaming Now

This post was inspired by a post over at suz's blog begin again I saw her heart shaped puddle - her message, and remembered mine.