Thursday, 22 August 2013

Three Wise Things


In our house, one of us is called Hebe, and she is very wise.


At first I had only Two Wise Things to tell you about today (Beauty Cream and the Frankincense Tree), but two always wants to be three in lore and storytelling, so I am going to add a third one and tell you Three Wise Things about Hebe.


First Wise Thing:

Hebe is a Maker, and she has many magical and intriguing things in her room.
When I went in there looking for the First Wise Thing to photograph it, I couldn’t find it at all.  With Hebe, sometimes things are Apparent and Sometimes they are Hidden, because she is a friend of Mystery and can’t help picking up enigmatic ways.  Now you see it, now you don’t; that’s how it is with Hebe.  But while I was searching vainly for the First Wise Thing, I did see some other Things, and I photographed them with my camera Lumix, so you would not be disappointed by having no picture to see when I tell you about the First Wise Thing.

So, here you are.  Look – this is the corner of Hebe’s shelf.  The baton that holds it up is made of a small branch that fell from the ash tree at the bottom of our garden.  That makes me happy.



And these are some of the Magical Things I saw while I was in her room; the tiniest giraffe possible, two handmade wooden spoons, and a strange bottle obviously for some Magical and Mysterious Use.



That’s how it is in Hebe’s room.  But the Thing I searched for and couldn’t find is a button badge she wears sometimes, that says:
“It’s always the quiet ones”
 This small and modest statement contains an inherent wisdom that unfolds like a flower as you hold it in mind.  “It’s always the quiet ones”.  It is too.  So that was the First Wise Thing.

The Second Wise Thing came about for two reasons (two to keep it company in its second place on the list, you see); because Hebe loves Healing Herbs and Wildflowers, and because she is an Explorer and Finder.  She moves at the speed of love around the garden.  The speed of love, unlike the speed of light, is very, very slow.  Nobody knows the speed of love; sometimes it is quite still.  Another Wise Person I know, Martin Baddeley who was once my Teacher, said: “Jesus walked, and He stopped.  What is the speed of love?”  This has only ever been a question; never an answer – it has this in common with many Life’s in-sights.  While Hebe is in the garden she is Looking.  Not looking, you see; Looking.  Insects, flowers, toadstools, raindrops, spider webs, bark, pebbles, toads, ferns, moss; she really Looks, so she really sees.   This is how she puts her Quietness to good use.

A plant she didn’t find in our garden but often includes in the Healing Salves she makes for us, is Frankincense.  Sometimes, quietly, like a Sniffing Animal, Hebe takes her time poking and rootling in the moonlight on the World Wide Web, balancing precariously along its many strands until she finds out things and can weave them into her own Wisdom, much as she includes herbs in her Healing Salves.  On the World Wide Web one dark night, Hebe discovered that the Frankincense Trees of the Earth (and as far as we know there are none anywhere else) are In Danger.  Human Beings in their Ignorance and Sin have been greedy and impatient with the precious resin of the Frankincense Trees, and taken too much.  

The Frankincense Trees did what they could, climbing to the Rocky Outcrops of High Mountains and standing there on tiptoe clinging on by the Barest Root in the hope they could never be reached, but even there Human Beings came with their cutting knives for the healing sap of the tree that has the fragrance of all beauty and can make people well again.

So the Frankincense Trees upped the ante and decided to have no more children.

When Frankincense Merchants in Wales heard of this pass, they decided to Do What They Could.  It takes patience to germinate a Frankincense Tree.  Only three in every hundred seeds germinate at all.  And Frankincense Trees grow at the speed of love.  But the Frankincense Merchants in Wales persevered.  A year ago Hebe added her name to the Waiting List and at last the tiny trees the Merchants had been able to germinate were ready to go out (at considerable expense, mark you) to their new homes.

When the Quiet Ones advise, you listen; so when Hebe suggested we incorporate into our household a Frankincense Tree,  we said "Yes; of course," because that was the Right Answer.  

The postman brought it here from Wales.   Royal Mail!  Very fitting.

First it must live in the bathroom, where it will like (we hope) the diffused light and the cool mountain air with its mists and fogs.  

Here it is.  God bless you, little tree of hope and promise.  May you grow and prosper!  May you rise from strength to strength!



So the Second Wise Thing concerned the finding, considering, advising and acquiring of a Frankincense Tree – a privilege and a responsibility.


Then the Third Wise Thing, Hebe gave to me on my birthday this year, when she made especially for me a pot of wonderfully fragrant Beauty Cream.  It came with a Sheet of Advice:





And if that’s not Wisdom, I don’t know what is.


21 comments:

tonia said...

Oh dear. I love, love, love this post. Every word of it. Thank you. (Longing deeply for a frankincense tree...)

Julie B. said...

There are a lot of truly precious things/people (flora/fauna) in your home. Beautiful...

Hawthorne said...

Wow! Just wow, three times over! x x x

San said...

Just beautiful! So quiet, so profound and uplifting.

xx

Ganeidaz Knot said...

Oh. My. I want a Frankincense
Tree!

I think I should like Hebe ~ & her room. Please thank her for sharing.

Pen Wilcock said...

:0) xx

Hi friends! Waving!

Deborah said...

I am liking small giraffes, bottles and spoons :-D

Deborah said...

I am also liking her tree...if I had one it would die...that is why it's better that I don't have one :-D

Pen Wilcock said...

Yes. In our house, what stands between most of the pot plants and death is me. That tree should be very afraid. Only kidding. Hebe's in charge. It can breathe in peace.

Deborah said...

Plants take one look at me and keel over...although I can keep cut flowers alive longer than most people think humanly possible :-D

gretchen said...

lovely, pen ... blessings on the little frankincense tree and all of you.

i need one of those buttons that states 'it's always the quiet ones'! i DO have a button that says 'hermits unite' which i wear on my winter coat and which always provokes much comment and mild lust in our nearby monastic communities.

Pilgrim said...

I think this is why many people homeschool; it's how real learning happens.

Is Hebe a nickname? Does it have a meaning? I have been curious about this for months. :-)

That tree is fascinating.



Pilgrim said...

I also immediately wanted a frankincense tree. :-) But thought I would probably kill it. My little lemon tree is limping along.

Anonymous said...

Lovely post. Healing just to read it!
DMW

a soulful life said...

A beautiful post with which to start my day :) "The speed of Love" I like that idea very much :)

Pen Wilcock said...

Hi friends - waving - thanks for your good thoughts.

Hebe is her name, Pilgrim. It originates from Greek classical mythology. x

Anekha said...

I thought Hebe was greek for 'youth' Its a beautiful name. This is a beautiful and encouraging post. I feel such a kindred with you and your friends... yet you have the skill to teach me the elegant concepts to articulate our lives more clearly. So thankyou.
I love the idea of 'the speed of love'. I think it perfectly captures how me and my little family travels. Sometimes heaps of stuff happens in our selves and our lives and it feels huge but we would struggle to articulate it to most people 'out there' because there aren't always external things to describe.
Our parents and relatives constantly urge us to do and be more as I suppose to them it seems like we lack ambition and purpose because we aren't super busy and don't have lots of 'stuff'. I think we have too much stuff! Our lives are so simple and we aspire to make them more so!
We are definately quiet ones. Father, mother and little son also. We got 2 puppies which were not at all quiet ones and it just didn't work at all. their boisterous spirit upset the order of our family. That, was a learning experience. Some days we just sit and think and look at the sky. we have moved across the country to a little village and have dug our heels into the earth and we are growing so much here! I love the space and the quiet and the distance between me and everyone else! I feel like I can breathe here and hear myself think more clearly. And I have been more productive and had so many inspiring ideas. I have purpose and direction although yes, at times, I hardly seem to move at all!
I love climbing inside your mind and listenning to your thoughts Pen, thanks for letting us in.

Anonymous said...

I got such out of this post Pen. Thank you. Thank you Hebe. So lovely to hear your voice again. I need to visit here more often. Asta x

Pen Wilcock said...

Hi Anekha, hi Asta - lovely to hear from you :0)

I love your description of your life, Anekha; may your way be blessed, and your family.

xx

Anekha said...

Thanks Pen :) I hope if I ever come to England I could meet you in person.

Pen Wilcock said...

Me too - I hope you do! xx