I felt compelled to be in the forest, felt that my grand mother and great grand mother on my mother’s side were speaking to me. So much sorrow in my heart from many recent deaths, including my mother’s. This sorrow deeply connects to my grand-mother and great grand mother’s sorrow, for the losses that these ancestors in particular had to endure. So much loss… and through these losses, slowly finding faith and trust.
The words came to me in English right away, so I did not questioned the language I was using. But later on I did, wondering why I did not feel compelled to write the words in French, my mother tongue. This is why I gave the seed a french title. I now want to create a French version of the words for this seed, and curious to see what will appear!
