rise and root



The Flame Haired Solstice Dreamer

Cold winter brings the Everfrost and jewels every tree
In a forest new as birth and old as old can be
A flame~haired dreamer wanders there and shelters from the wind
And spins her dreams around the trees to break the ties that bind
She takes her thread and spins anew and how the Greenwood smiles
As she spins a spell for freedom and for her spirit Wylde

The dreamer finds an ancient oak and shelters in his lee
In a forest new as birth and old as old can be
Tis summer now and birdsong weaves its magick through her spells
And humming bees drum drowsily in the foxglove's bells
The dreamer sits beneath the oak with yarn upon her knee
And spins and knits and weaves her dreams and sets her spirit free

"When birds fall from the sky and the animals are dying, a new tribe of people...shall come unto the earth from many colors, classes, creeds, who by their actions and deeds shall make the earth green again. they will be known as the warriors of the Rainbow"

Hopi Prophecy

Kirschsteinkissen & spring cleaning

yesterday i treated myself to a small something, a useful small something~the above kirschsteinkissen~or to my ears a cherry stone pillow. its a little cushion full of cherry stones and enclosed in a cute little removable cover. you sprinkle with water and heat in the oven, return it to its little cover and get cosy.
which is exactly what i did last night, made myself a mug of chamomile with a spoon of dorset honey, warmed my pillow in the last heat of the rayburn and then cuddled up in bed with my camps and cottages book~to make it nicer the cherry stones smell like a cross between baking bread and buttermilk biscuits!
we did some early spring cleaning today~well maybe more of a clear out possessions we no longer have a use for, destined for oxfam.
we decided that no matter when we move, what we take to oxfam today we dont have to sort through later. it feels good to go through books and things and know that even though our use for them is over we can pass on these interests to others.
and my what a lot of things, we have two large boxes to go, plus a lot of extra recycling.
i think the next big job will be swampys workshop out back and i am sure that will mean at least one trip to the big recycling center in dorchester.
although i love the excitement of moving to a new home the thought of packing things away is something that i dont enjoy quite so much, but knowing all we will need to do is pack rather than sort/discard/pack will make it better. whats even better is that when we do move our good friend sean has said he would come all the way from shropshire to drive a removal van for us, to move everything in one go...how nice is that?
i had a lovely comment from miss*r which is below...
there is nothing wrong in a little planning... just pick the colours.. put them into your journal and tell the Goddess that they are your chosen colours for your new home that you have applied for.. act as if it has already happened.. and then close the journal and live in the moment.. hard as it is... let it go so the Goddess can do her magick.. if you hang onto it with both hands, it is dreadfully hard for the angels, the Goddess, the Universe to make it happen!
this is what i must do, the last few days i have expended too much of my energy on thinking and trying to will it to be so and it took miss*r's comment to make me remember~so tonight i shall write down in my journal all my thoughts of my new home;ideas for colors, my kitchen, my garden and then let it go~and as we know the waning moon is one of release~so i shall be releasing my thoughts and ideas to the goddess and allow her to do her magick.
the waning moon is also a time for deep intuition and divination so i will be making sure i have some time to myself, easier now as my essay is sent off tomorrow and i have
promised myself one day away from my books.
this day will be for me, my journal, meditation, divination and peace.

1 comment:

kathyann said...

Hope you managed to get everything done that you wanted to! what agood friend Sean is to help you out with the move ,fingers crossed for Monday!love from Kathyann and the girls

All things share the same breath~the beast, the tree, the man, the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.

Chief Seattle

Johney Gaul~1915

Johney Gaul~1915
1890-17 september 1918~France