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Why "Mayflower"? |
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I considered the time of year and what was happening in the season and came up with 'Mayflower'.
I love the profusion and abundance of the May blossom when it joins with the cow parsley to make that almost snowy covering in the hedgerows and roadsides. I also love that like so many common flowers it is often un noticed or given small regard. A beauty overlooked.
I wasn't too sure about being associated with the Pilgrim fathers whose ship was also called the Mayflower. But I did feel a kinship with their longing to find spiritual freedom and find a new life together. I was further moved by discovering that they would have died in their first winter were it not for the native people helping them.
This speaks to me of how our self-willed attempts can only get us so far, and then we run out of resources to proceed. Yet the native wisdom - that is not of our making - can pick us up and bring us into a deeper identity than the struggles and plans of a separative self. This is an essential motive in my experience of spiritual life and healing or being restored to Peace and wholeness. I am also a bit of a wordsmith. I love playing in and with words when all sorts of different meanings can be present within a word or phrase. I like the heart within the hearth and I like that we may flower. |
Yet when we do flower it manifests as an unspeakable inherent and shared meaning such that words like love, light, peace or Joy would need to be cleaned of all past clichés and used anew (if we actually needed to use words at all). So I like 'May Flower' too. An expectancy worth cultivating and supporting with the appropriate nurturing and maybe sometimes 'hanging in there' through some adversity. Initially only the May camp was called the Mayflower camp. As more camps started to happen on the field we started to be called all sorts of things (!) So I thought on it and felt that our personal scale circle living camps would be well named as the Mayflower camps. And it rolls nicely off the tongue. In redoing this site I considered using a picture of a flowering Hawthorn. In fact - this One! (adapted from the one found here)
Reading a bit of the Celtic lore in an intuitive way added another layer. " The Hawthorn represents the protective doorway to the Otherworld" - there's more if you want to browse the page yourself.
So what's in a name? A token, a totem, a blessing, a guide or an inspiration. But ultimately a name is an identifier and holds the 'secret' or intimate vibrational 'name' in between its syllables. Who has ears to hear - let them hear! Brian Steere 2005
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Copyright Brian Steere 2004
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