Bright energy for dark times
buath gurru / beltane, aliveness and delight, life drawing




The trees on our street, Nov 2025
Here on Wurundjeri country we have shifted into Buath Gurru grass flowering season. It is sometimes warm and often rainy. The colour and scent of blooming flowers attract more insects, butterflies and microbats. Birdsong is loud as their mating season continues.
Our local creek varies from swollen and rushing, to a slow trickle in the same week. The eucalyptus trees on our street have turned a brilliant peachy orange and are slowly stripping to reveal smooth, fresh bark. We have just finished bottling over 10 litres of honey from our hives.
In the solar cycle we’re between Equinox and Solstice, just past Beltane in southern skies. This is the bright energy of early summer that draws us outwards into longer, busier days… perhaps we’re adorning ourselves with colour, noticing kids dress up and parade the streets for ‘Halloween’, or gathering to celebrate the coming end-of-year.

This can also be a time we obsess about buying and gift giving. I’m trying to shift these consumer habits into creative ways to give and receive. A more reciprocal way of being with people, as well as our environment.
Rather than thinking about what to buy for someone, I’m wondering: How do we plan ahead for our needs? How do we make sure everyone has enough? How do we share softness, aliveness, delight, humour?

The thing that delights me lately is life drawing. When I am using my body to express the aliveness of another’s body…
staying physically present in my body, in this place, here now
creating something just because, not for perfection or production
turning the page, letting go and moving on easily
loosening up my habitual ways of being
figuring stuff out using my own brain and hands
… it feels like I am praying with my actions not words, practicing a form of practical reverence for Life. This feels like the best way to move my energy when I am carrying the weight of the world or holding other’s pain. I’m letting this practice ripple out into all parts of my life.

Inspiration
Much Love,
Emily
