Welcome to the world, little seed. We’ve been waiting for you.
Every rain, every flower, every bee, every beautiful dappled moment of summer were for you. Every leaf now dry and cracked on the ground was an engine of energy for your growth.
And now you’re here, ready with the fuel and protection you need to start the next chapter.
May you fly to the place where you were meant to land. May you dig down deep and find it within yourself to transform in the way that you know you know how.
May the deep, ancient memory guide you in the months to come. While most of us rest, you will be cracking, freezing, opening up the most sensitive parts of yourself to the world.
You will put down roots, once you have exhausted the fuel you were given, you will start to draw nutrients from the world and find your own sources of strength and sustenance.
May you grow, may you bloom with radiance, may you be visited by insects – your connections to the world beyond.
And when you have finished your work, may you produce seeds of your own, a part of yourself that will live on through the dark nights ahead.
Highways and Hallowed Halls 