Dare to be Wild

I just had to give a shoutout to this incredibly beautiful movie, despite my still aching shoulder. “Dare to be Wild” is an Irish Indie film from 2015 about the landscape designer Mary Reynolds who set out to change the world with her wild garden designs inspired by ancient Celtic beliefs.

If you are, like me, a bit tired of documentaries telling us how we have messed up the planet and how evil people are, leaving you with the feeling that we might as well just lay down and die, then this movie is the perfect opposite to that. It is a film full of hope, giving us ideas and inspiration on how we can help celebrate and care for our wild nature.

Mary Reynolds grows up in wild Ireland where she roams freely around with the fairies. She develops a profound love for trees, plants, flowers, and everything wild and green, and when she grows up she wants to inspire other people to feel the same love and nearness to nature, so that that love can bloom into a willingness to care for and nurture our wild places.

But in order to reach out to people she needs exposure, she needs an arena where she can be heard, so she signs up for the Chelsea Flower Show, hoping to win people over with her old Celtic garden designs. But she is just one young girl, with no one to help her or raise money for her. How will she manage to even put a garden together? Well, by believing it has already happened…

I fell completely in love with this movie! I pretty much had tears in my eyes from start to finish. This is the kind of film I have been waiting for! A positive, celebratory film that inspires us to love and care for nature and wildness, not to cower away in fear. A film that gives us solutions, and not just problems.

I highly recommend this gorgeous movie to everyone, but especially for those who, like me, love flowers, nature, wildness, trees and forests!

P.s I have always watched another movie with somewhat the same theme, the Oscar nominated “Captain Fantastic” with Viggo Mortensen in the lead. It’s good, and it certainly makes you think, but it is much rougher and much more American than the beautiful “Dare to be Wild.”

We don’t always bloom where we are planted

Sometimes, where we are planted, is not where we will blossom. Having been given feet, it is up to us to journey to where the soil gives the kind of nourishment we need to grow to our full potential. Let us encourage such pilgrimages, not clip each other’s wings, and force iron bars around the soul.

An Ode to the Innocence of Childhood

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Can you hear the music
Of old-time dreams and days
When you were but a little child
And the world was games and play

When the joyous fields
And soft warm nights
Were young and free from stain
And the woods were full of secrets
And fairies danced in the lanes

When sunsets were singing lullabies
For goldenrods and cloves
And warmly folded you into
The loving arms of home

Can you hear the music
Of old-time dreams and days
When God was a wayside flower
An afternoon in May
Or a little lamb at pasture
Or the sunrise above the bay
And the sweetness of your laughter
Was better than any prayer

Can you hear the music
Of old-time dreams and play
When you were but a little child
And the world was games and play