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

~it smells so good~

look what piece of loveliness thumped through my post box this morning!

it felt like christmas as i pulled apart the cardboard packaging and touched the cover, opened it to smell the pages~yes i did.
don't you smell pages of new books when you get them?

it feels so good~soft, with no harsh edges and i am already wondering what the first words will be to grace the first pages. will they be important, significant or just inane mutterings?

i wonder how it will evolve as the days pass?
~some people keep different journals for different aspects of their life, a bit like with blogging. i like to think that it will be a mish-mash of everything for me~so one day, when looking back through it i can see how much my normal, everyday path was merged with my pagan path in one single meandering path that is my life.


Mel said...

I made my first moleskine purchase earlier this year...I got two - one for doodling and one for writing...I've yet to grace the journalling one with anything just yet.....

I LOVE these books...they are so full of promise, don't you think?


al hayball said...

don't forget to include doodles too!

mama p said...

...yes I totally smell the pages of new books before I begin to read! :) right on!!

and very nice insight about your yet-to-be-anniversary-of-reading-your-first-ever-entry in the new journal...

This Guy said...

mmmmmmmmm I LOVE the smell of a new book! I am sure you will put those pages to good work! Can't wait to hear about what you write! :)

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