Eeeek! Pine cones are everywhere right now. ❤️❤️❤️ I always want to gather them and bring them home, maybe dip the tips in white paint and glitter. I am especially drawn to the short, fat ones that fit in the palm of your hand. They remind me of the outdoors, the forest, the smell of pine.
I started thing about it, and found that Conifer Pine Trees are one of the most ancient plant genera on the planet, having existed nearly three times longer than all flowering plant species. 😯
Pinecones are a symbol of longevity to the Algonquian tribes of the northeast, and to the Great Lakes tribes, such as the Anishinabe and the Potawatomi, pine trees also represent wisdom and harmony with nature.
Pine cones were considered symbols of fertility by Romans, Greeks, Assyrians, and Christians. Pine cones have also been associated with the Third Eye, enlightenment, and the pineal gland.
The Fibonacci Sequence is evident if you look at the bottom of a pinecone. This sequence is found everywhere in nature, from flower petals, to sea shells, to galaxies and even in our own DNA molecules. Basically, it's nature's building block. It's Nature's programming code for order and evidence that harmony does exist (and in fact, prevails) in almost every corner of the universe.
The next time I am tempted to pick up a pinecone, I will remind myself to stop and see that it is more than decoration. It is one of the most ancient messages from the universe that harmony exists everywhere, even when I'm not looking for it.
So, those are my deep thoughts for the day, inspired by Ekta, the handfelted gnome, and my second cup of French Roast. Thank you, Ekta....and coffee.