rise and root

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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

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"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

~hello!~notes from an honest blogger~

well sort of.

i have been out of hospital since late last wednesday and have been in no fit state to do anything but lay in bed, taking lots of pills, sleeping, dozing and feeling utterly miserable...oh and losing weight~i have lost about a stone and i now have legs like chicken-little!

the only food i have been able to handle have been yogurt and grapes and the only fluids ice cold water, a ginger and lemon grass cordial, lemon and ginger tea made by swampy and Indian tonic water.
last night swampy did me steamed broccoli and grilled salmon as i had become so hungry and the constant sickness subsided~i managed half of it.

this morning i sat up gingerly and announced 'i am feeling quite chipper today'~well that didn't last long i can tell you but decided that as i had to do a bit of jigging with my bank via my online banking, i thought i would pop by here and say hello and let you know i am in the land of the living although some of you may have notice i have been slightly active on twitter~its easy to lay here and post short tweets.

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here is a fuzzy picture on my bedside table~the little~weeny crochet bag and Tisserand 'de-stress' roll on oil is from a lovely soul up in Yorkshire.
oh the oil raised my spirits~it is a combination of patchouli, rose and orange oils.

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well i cannot continue~ i am amazed i have made it this far!

all being well i shall entertain you with my adventures in hospital tomorrow.

8 comments:

Kath said...

My thoughts are with you, my lovely!

Nellie said...

Hugs xx

dubgirl said...

Sending healing vibes to you, take care x

Laura said...

i'm so glad to hear your home. i hope all went well and that you feel better and better sooner than soon.
blessings
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Tina said...

Hope you get better soon! I could watch my legs get thinner after my surgery, too. And though I was starving the digesting from eating even a tiny bit gave me a lot of pain again so my hunger was gone immediately and I lost some weight, too. I thought I had to be brave and not take pain killers – wouldn’t do that again! Loughing, coughing and sneezing was just like hell. I remember the night, still in hospital, when I was thirsty, leaned up a bit to have a sip of water and got to cough so bad. Hurt so much. And walking hurt very long after. So just don’t overdo it! Read and surf the internet, and you have your crochet to keep you occupied. And you are welcome to send me an email, if you want to!

Kadeeae said...

Thought I'd do today's check-in here instead =)

Take good care and rest, rest, rest!

Leanne said...

popped by to see how you are laoi. make sure you rest properly, dont rush getting up and about again, you are lucky to have Swampy looking after you!

Leanne x

miss*R said...

having been away from blogging for awhile without internet, I didn't realise that you were in hospital.. xo i had noticed your lack of presence on facebook :) but thought you must be studying.
Hope you are ok... that oil sounds just divine ~ sending love as always, Robyn

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Johney Gaul~1915
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