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

~blessed imbolc~

the great wheel turns again

the heat of brighid's forge is warming our land and we give thanks to that which brings life~new beginnings, purification, healing and fire

the light of the sun is still weak but growing stronger each day.

the promise of warmer and lighter days to come is seen pushing up through the earth all around us~small green shoots pushing through the earth, braving the still cold and frosty nights, buds appearing on the bare branches.

i have been feeling this change for a couple of weeks now~an ever-so slow, invisible turning of the great wheel~ just a spark of feeling deep inside.
the air has been feeling different, smelling different and there has been a change in the birds~for many days it was almost as if they had become silent, living the last days of deepest winter without song~then they seemed to burst with noise and activity and their songs now seem more joyful.

the blue sky no longer feels the cold blue of past weeks, there is a touch of warmth in the air

the garden surrounding, and being enclosed by our little forever home has, in the last week, shown green shoots pushing up through the cold earth, past the piles of brown oak leaves that have been laying like a blanket over the earth since they fell.

buds are appearing on the little rowan and a new shoot coming from the tiny oak that is growing from the acorn that sprouted in our dorset garden.

~i need to get out and about~


Pixiedust said...

Imbolc blessings to you too! xxxx Pixie xxxx

Anonymous said...

brightest blessings as we approach spring - YAY!!
I can't wait to have my own little celebration of Brigid.

mama p said...

happiest imbolc! blessings to you in the warming growth of spring :)

Elizabeth Rhiannon said...

Blessings to you and yours :)

Rowan said...

Blessings at Imbolc, like you I have felt the first small stirrings of spring here and there - though it is snowing hard as I write. There is birdsong in the woods now and the first small green shoots appearing. It won't be too long now before there is some real warmth in the rays of the sun. I hope you are feeling a little happier now that the days are getting longer.

Cally's Cottage said...

Imbolc Blessings to you...

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