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

~ice moon~

so how was the full moon with you last night?

yesterday was so dull and gloomy i thought we would not see a thing, but as the day ended the sky began to clear.
at about 8pm i looked out the back door to the sight of a large bright ice moon rising from behind the huge evergreen that is not far behind my friend calv's house.


so wrapping up warm i lit a fire (eventually...damp wood *sigh*), set out my little cast iron cauldron with a charcoal disc and my earth incense from starchild and wrapping up warm in swampys duffle coat sat out in my nook with my wooden bowl.

now in my little wooden bowl are a sea shell, my piece of arrow head shaped flint which to me represents the ancestors, my lemurian seed crystal and earth healing disc~both entrusted to me (and others across the globe) by robyn


i hope your full moon was a blessed one


read: on the last few pages of The Desperate Romantics
taste: lemon tea
see: grey sky
hear: The Lady of Shalot~Loreen McKennitt
smell: nothing
touch: laptop
think: broken camper
feel: headachy


Callies Cottage said...

The moon was so clear here,I too lit my cauldron and burned some Starchild incense,,,magickal!
Keep Warm...

Linda said...

The moon was so huge and beautiful here...I just stood and watched it and thought about the native ancestors and what they went through...I love Lady of Shalot...the poem and the song by LM,,she has such a beautiful voice...:)

Rowan said...

The moon has been absolutely beautiful the last two nights and last night especially she was huge and golden rather silver.

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