Dreaming of a Medicine Wheel Garden
I’m sitting on the log steps in our garden. I’m sitting here because it’s still nice and cool and I have about half an hour before the sun hits. There is no grass in our mountain garden and so my feet are resting on earth on top of a wooden log. I feel very spiritual sitting here with Mother Earth underfoot, trees very close and a view of the very still waters (today, at any rate) of Kootenay Lake. It is not hard to be relaxed and quiet in this place, both in mind and the breath. So easy to be inspired by the Plant World sitting amongst this much green. I’m dreaming of a medicine wheel garden and wondering if it’s possible on this hillside garden. ‘Anything is possible’ I hear. Um, yes but it might take some woman power to move the big rocks.
Over the last few days, I’ve walked up and down, and from one end to the other to search for the best place. This project will take a while as it is now late Spring in my neck of the woods, and some herbs will need to be planted this Fall. I do not have the garden to myself. My husband, the other gardener, has taken over and built up quite a bit of the land and since our needs are different, we work with and around one another.
I have a Medicine Wheel protecting my house which could also be a place for the plants but since 3 directional rocks are on a steep rocky area, I think that’s a miss. I thank the Plant World for their beauty knowing that they will continue to inspire me and step down one by one around the corner, down the path onto the patio.
There in the middle of our patio is my Owl, made of rocks; the protector and guardian of our space. As I look around I see areas still awaiting plants and of course, here it is, my Medicine Wheel garden, right in front of my eyes. Below is the planning stage of the garden using some of the plants I use in my healing potions.