The birch tree is a perfect symbol for our new start at Blue Belldon Farm. Not only is it a significant part of my work with Rustic Revivals, (see photo at bottom of this post), but it symbolizes renewal and new beginnings, and represents caring for others and helping them “flourish” as best they can.
LESSON OF THE BIRCH
from The Wisdom of Trees by Jane Gifford
The birch tree symbolizes a fresh start and can bring courage and determination to those of us who are treading the path of spiritual growth and development for the first time. Although the birch does appear fragile, it is in fact extremely hardy. This teaches us that in apparent weakness there is often to be found great strength. The birch also promises new life and love, and is a potent symbol of purification and renewal, which focuses our attention on our potential for the change and on the consideration of new directions and goals to be experienced in our lives. It teaches the lesson of unselfishness and of caring for the needs of others in ways that help them to flourish of their own accord.
Medicinal properties: The oil from Birch bark is used for treating skin conditions, and insect repellant. The sap is a natural shampoo, and can be a remedy for dysentery and urinary infections. An infusion of Birch leaves is an antiseptic and diuretic. Magical properties: Birch wood is believed to ward off evil, banish fears and build courage. Associated with beauty and tolerance, the Birch’s vibration heightens tolerance of oneself and others. Use a Birch Broom to brush out the old year on the morning after Winter Solstice, the longest night of the year. Add the cut bark to protection spells or drink birch beer if you feel you are under psychic attack. Stripped of its bark, Birch is the traditional Yule Log. This latter is part of what my business, Rustic Revivals uses birch for (see bottom of this post). Here is a most lovely original watercolour card painted by my Hudson Quebec friend, Jane Wright.
Rippling through thy branches goes the sunshine,
Among thy leaves that palpitate forever;
Ovid in thee a pining Nymph had prisoned,
The soul once of some tremulous inland river,
Quivering to tell her woe, but, ah! dumb, dumb forever!
While all the forest, witched with slumberous moonshine,
Holds up its leaves in happy, happy stillness,
Waiting the dew, with breath and pulse suspended,
I hear afar thy whispering, gleamy islands,
And track thee wakeful still amid the wide-hung silence.
On the brink of some wood-nestled lakelet,
Thy foliage, like the tresses of a Dryad,
Dripping round thy slim white stem, whose shadow
Slopes quivering down the water’s dusky quiet,
Thou shrink’st as on her bath’s edge would some startled Naiad.
Thou art the go-between of rustic lovers;
Thy white bark has their secrets in its keeping;
Reuben writes here the happy name of Patience,
And thy lithe boughs hang murmuring and weeping
Above her, as she steals the mystery from thy keeping.
Thou art to me like my beloved maiden,
So frankly coy, so full of trembly confidences;
Thy shadow scarce seems shade, thy pattering leaflets
Sprinkle their gathered sunshine o’er my senses,
And Nature gives me all her summer confidences.
Whether my heart with hope or sorrow tremble,
Thou sympathizest still; wild and unquiet,
I fling me down; thy ripple, like a river,
Flows valleyward, where calmness is, and by it
My heart is floated down into the land of quiet. – James Russell Lowell
Below are some of the many items Rustic Revivals offers from the lovely birch tree resource, from fallen branches or peeled bark off already dead trees. These items are made by custom order for weddings, etc. or for direct purchase here at the farm or on https://www.etsy.com/ca/listing/67722662/tea-light-rustic-candle-holders-for-your?ref=shop_home_listings