Greetings from Aurora, Patricia!
The detailed instructions that came with the kit and articles in the Winter
2001-2002 issue of Applied Biodynamics gave us the HOW, in exquisite detail;
the WHY was less apparent, and the WHAT THEN question not really asked.
It's one of those "you had to have been there" experiences, not easily put
into words.
We'll spare you the details of how we did the spray, except to note that on
Ephinany it was cold and clear as we stirred the preparation out back of the
house, to the north...we trudged the boundaries of Aurora Farm, in places
bushwacking seldom used routes in knee deep snow. Barbara sprayed and Woody
carried a pail with more of the stirred, precious mixture.
So, what have we noticed? What phenomena are there that we can ascribe to
the influence of the Three Kings spray? Parricia asks: "Even if those
experiences are of a subtle or ephemeral nature, please consider sharing
with us." and calls Three Kings "this interesting supplement to the
biodynamic preparations..."
It's interesting, all right.
1] Doves have come to us this year, for the first time in our 14 year tenure
here. Always there have been doves in the fir/cedar woods to the northwest
of the property, perhaps half a mile away, but never right here on the 31
acres. This living, peaceful pair nested in a clump of snowberry and
saskatoon brush next to the small pond behind the workshop, visible from the
kitchen window command center. There they'd be, swooping and
sailing...never far from that sacred spot that contains, besides the pond,
two round beds, one of St. John's Wort, the other valerian.
2] Other birds we'd not seen before arrived on the scene this spring,
summer, and fall....rosey finches and others.
3] Away beyond, but right in line with pond and orchard, most of a mile away
is Mr. T's hay pile. Mr T was an eccentric farmer, a neighbor who was known
for doing it his way or not at all. He'd cut hay from his fields, and when
he couldn't get his asking price, rather than compromise, he'd just pile it
up, first in his huge hay barn, then outside. This happened year after year
until last year when he died.
The pile that resulted was HUGE...perhaps 100 feet long, the equivalent of 8
bales high and 25 feet wide. And there was another behind it, almost as
large. Many thousands of bales. We'd watched this pile build over the
years, watched the deer feed from the edges, wondered what danger there was
of spontaneous combustion...we could just picture [but didn't dare speak of
it, for fear of calling in the reality] that pile smouldering for months,
the prevalent southerly winds bringing it right to us. We also wondered,
vaguely, about fungal pathogens or unwanted spores coming our way from the
damp recesses of those amazing piles. When we heard that Mr. T had died and
that Mr. K, the farmer neighbor to the west, had bought the place, we
wondered if we could pinch a few intact bales for garden mulch, and Mr. K
allowed this. He also told us he intended to deal with those
piles...unstring the bales, load the stuff into a spreader and repile,
aerating it in the process. A massive job, but Mr. K figured he had a
market for it among the local organic growers.
Well, we brought in the mulch, probably 20 pickups full, and Lord knows that
the spores and microlife had every opportunity to drift our way as this
months-long process took place.
4) We have on the farm the "Little House" which has served over our l4 years
here as apprenticeship housing, workshop participant housing, and for short
periods has been rented. Not all of these arrangements have been totally
harmonious and we maintain that the land is speaking more loudly regarding
who comes and who lives here. The vibration between humans and land would
seem to be more balanced
5) With what we interpret as Mother Earth vibratiing at a higher level and
the resonance lowered we have noticed the animals and birds
coming much closer than they have previously and birds nesting much closer
to the ground. It would seem that it is now easier to access dimensions not
previously known.
The birds, the hay compost, the renters...what general impulse is at work
here? What's going on? We've begun to see it as boundary dissolution, a
fading of the protective/defensive barriers we'd erected with our
thoughts...and this lowering of boundaries allows outside influences to
suffuse the land and our work...influences previously barred.
And simultaneously our boundaries melt and we begin to "trust in that ever
present help of the Spirit world"
These are some of the things we have noticed since we applied the 3 Kings
Spray.
In the Light,
Barbara and Woody
at
Aurora Farm. the only
unsubsidized, family-run seed farm
in North America offering garden seeds
grown using Rudolf Steiner's methods
of spiritual agriculture. http://www.kootenay.com/~aurora
