NAVELWORT  Umbilicus rupestris

The first morning of our most recent trip to Ireland, I found Navelwort growing out of an ancient stone beehive hut on the Dingle peninsula. I really must look pretty nutty a lot of the time- Here I was, just off the plane, arguing with a Flower! Why were we arguing? Navelwort asked to be my first Essence. I told him that I really did not want to desecrate a sacred site by picking his blossom. He replied, “We already thought of that, look to your left and you will see several freshly broken stalks of our blossoms just waiting for you.” With no compunction I could make this Essence as the damage had already been done. I like this Flower and its Essence, Such a good sense of humor and so practical when dealing with humans!

Navelwort tells us, “My name is no accident. I do return you to an elementary experience of self. I restore a clear view of your primal connection to your divine source.  In this technological age, in which information sifting seems to represent such a hallowed skill, I come to remind you the primal strength and value of your being lies in a given that exists every moment of your incarnation. You are one with your source. You are divine and nothing can subtract from that invaluable truth. You are valuable, not because of what you do or what technological data you wade through each day, but because of who you are and always will be. Your eternal soul knows this and I come to remind you of this central, primal truth when your life circumstances, in all their dizziness, lead you away from this knowledge.”

I AM valuable because I AM not because of what I do.