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

~a new month~

so we slip quietly into november

here in the new forest the new month has come in cold and the sky from my desk is a combination of blues, greys and the palest pink and it seems so quiet, almost as if the forest is holding its breath before slipping into winter proper.

my samhain was peaceful, i do no special ritual but keep in mind my ancestors throughout the day and as i drift to sleep in the hpe that my dreams will bring me some message or guidance, but my dreams were odd and disordered and so far i have not been able to find any meaning there.

this year i had my grampy george present in my mind if not in spirit the way my great grandad johney was so strongly last year~i think its mainly because i, and even my dad, know so little of his family and so i have made tentative steps in discovering more~maybe he was reminding me not to forget to keep searching.


Pixiedust said...

I love the diddy pumpkins SD. I had a not so nice dream last night, concerning a stag, doe, baby deer and woody. Not sure what that means, I don't have a dream book. Its dark rainy and cold here, so glad to be tucked up indoors.

Janet said...

This month has come in here with much cooler temperatures and even a bit of rain! Much needed in this part of the world.

I don't remember my dreams from last night but we had a quiet night. No big celebrations for us. In fact, I almost forgot that it was Halloween.

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