September 19, 2012:   Sometimes I just
need to stop...and smell the roses...
or, in this case, the Datura.

Native to the Southwest, several plants thrive
on our property. Much like a Brugmansia, the
huge white blossoms open in the evening;
releasing a delicate fragrance to waft
along the breeze, enticing moths to help
with pollination.

Like a moth drawn to the light, its soothing
scent caught my attention early this morning
and stopped me in my tracks.

Revered for its medicinal qualities, many
cultures respectfully engage it for vision quests
and healing.  Symbolically, this member of the
nightshade family is representative of
"opening the doors of perception" to
new, expanded experiences.

My quick watercolor doesn’t begin to capture
the essence of this sacred flower...it simply
serves as a reminder to be open...and, to look
beyond my present view of reality.