The birds are singing, there is a hint of warmth in the air and all the hedgerows seem to be bursting with new life. The hedgerow is a place of infinite possibility at this time of year, if you make a trip to the countryside you will witness the capacity of our hedgerows to be habitat, boundary, larder, shelter, and a place of wonder for all manner of creatures, insects and spirits.
This is also the only time you can bring May (Hawthorne) blossom into the house without risking the hostility of the Gentle Folk! My (Hannah’s) boys have been fascinated with Maying traditions – and the idea that there is a flower that can only be brought to the house one time a year is so potent to them, that on May morning they want to go cut the May and attach it to the door before breakfast! We bring the may blossom from the Hawthorne to bless the house, using it to sprinkle water around the boundary and often we use it to decorate a wreath that will hang on our door across the Beltane period. Further, we build an altar to the Sidhe at this time, and honor the great powerful spirits that roam our land. Fairies are not small fluffy things with wings I remind them, but the great and gracious spirits of the places we live in and as such deserve the honouring at Maytime, with bud and blossom and thorn.
Morning blessings are really lovely to use on spring morning:
My body reaches to the spring sun, (stretch arms up)
My mind is clear and fresh (hands on the head)
I bless the day’s beauty (stretch hands out in front of you and around in a sweeping gesture) and hold it in my heart (hands move to rest over the heart centre)