rise and root

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by the gorgeous bohemian wild roses~thank you me dear xoxoxo


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

~memories of youth past~

i love this post from jilly about DM boots and it made me think back to my youth when i discovered the wonder that is the DM boot!

so come back in time with me if you will...

i was in my very late teens/early twenties and still living at home, doing another A'level (remember those?!) in sociology as i enjoyed college so much and working part time as a chamber maid at a hotel in the village.

i had always been a bit...different...alternative...my poor mother was in despair.... i think probably because i was the eldest and so the first to test boundaries, experiment and find myself.

this started when i was 16 and first in college.
there was a shop in southampton, a half hour train ride away called

bondage in general

remember this was back in 1983/4 and punk was still around, this was before the whole new romantic thing became big.
this shop was a wonder to behold

do you remember...
 the mohair dennis the menace jumpers
studded wrist bands, dog collars and belts
trousers with chains and buckles
fluorescent t shirts with screen print designs
crazy colour hair dye

all of this and more was in this shop

i had a studded wrist band
an orange fluorescent t shirt which had the barbed wire screen print
and, my pride and joy, a pair of low black boots.
now these boots were not DM's, these went to just above my ankle and zipped up the front but what i loved about them was the three black straps that fastened across the boot and they were so pointy...very, very pointy.

i didn't class myself as a goth, i didn't listen to goth music (well i did listen to the sisters of mercy rather alot!)i was just different, but i always remember my friends reactions the morning i met them at the train station in my new outfit...
my pointy boots
a floor length black skirt
black jumper over a paisley shirt
black beads

funnily enough my mother did not pass comment on this.
she did however object strongly to me wanting to go on a big CND rally in london with my college~like any teenager i asked my dad and he said yes.

her objections came later, when i was older, which has always mystified me...maybe she felt me moving away from the family towards a more independant life and it was her way of rying to keep hold
.
one day i took myself into southampton, went to oswald bailey (i dont think this shop exisits any more) with their fine collection of DM's and bought my first pair~black, 8 hole.
of course i chose to keep them on and when i arrived home my mothers face was a picture.

it was not long after that i announced i wanted my nose peirced~my parents were divided the same way as they were with the CND issue~so of course i did th same as before, went to my dad.
a friend drove me into salisbury to an hairdressers that did nose peircing. back then it was not such a common thing and the only place you could find it done was in a hairdressers and it was done with a regular ear peircing gun!

i had my first four tattoos at this point but chose to keep them hidden at that point!

from there my love of DM's continued and i have had assorted pairs of their shoes, boots (black, green and purple ones when they first started to make them in different colours) monkey boots and sandals since then.
right now i have a pair of black 8 hole, a pair of sandals and with money i had for christmas i went and bought a pair of their dark brown triumph 1914w boots


i have to say i love them to bits, but what is even better is they are instantly comfortable and warm and as they go halfway up the calf i love the stomping feeling i have...i have always been a bit of a stomper!
as they look like vintage aviator boots i call them my 'amelia's'

as i have got older my mum just accepted my wish to be different and all she has said recently, when i had my last, and rather extensive new tattoo work was...'its finished now-you are not going to get any more are you?'

i didnt have the heart to say i had only just started...








9 comments:

Rose said...

ah DMs... I have really big and wide feet for a woman - size nine! So I often found myself ending up with mannish shoes. Dms were the saviours of my teen years and I think my Mum was glad to just find something that fit! I have been thinking recently that I want a pair again...

I even brought a pair recently but had to return them. They were so beautiful - purple glimmer but they were a ladies 9 and just too narrow. I shall get round to getting some plain purple ones soon....

Leanne said...

another DM fan herer, a rainbow of colours brighten my wardrobe! oh and oswald bailey is still around, theres one locally here...

Leanne x

jill said...

So pleased that my post brought back so many lovely memories for you Laoi,I love me Docs and it looks like there are lots of lovely ladies out there that follow suit,Im a happy girl when me Docs are on me feet.Love Jill xx

Callies Cottage said...

I am the eldest too and 'pushed the boundaries'-my Mothers comment on 'Paganism' was that it is a 'phase' and still refuses to accept it as a chosen way of life...Along with the fact I chose NOT to have children and didn't go to University- quel horreur!!

When I was out on Saturday I saw a girl with the most gorgeous floral DM's-which are on my wish list!
Warm Wishes,
Callie..

Linda said...

I remember my son doing this same thing...tats, clothes and dyed hair, chucks...The less I said the better it was ...but alot of the things I liked anyway... being a hippie I believed in free expression anyway I just insisted on making sure the tat guy practice super hygiene!!! had to make sure of somethings!! LOL

Becky said...

I love DMs, its all I wear(apart from my dog walking shoes - trainers or wellies). I have four pairs currently in rotation! Blue boots, green boots (with purple laces), white boots with flowers up the side and a black pair of mary janes. Cant get enough of them. I also wore them through my teenage years and then came back to them a couple of years ago x

laoi gaul~williams said...

oh leanne an oswald bailey!!! i wonder if they still look the same...

callie, i too chose not to have children although i am lucky in that my mother is not bothered by this

Zuzana said...

My former Irish boyfriend loved those boots.;))
Did you know that Bohemia is also an old word for Czech Republic?;) Just out of curiosity, as I read that description on your side bar.;)
Thanks for your recent visit and comment;))
xoxo

Dreaming Stone said...

I remember that shop very well - close to the old Gaumont I think? Recall it as a big high ceilinged place with inadequate lighting and lots of brilliant stuff ...... remember overplaying Sisters of Mercy at that time too :-) xx

All things share the same breath~the beast, the tree, the man, the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.



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