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


so i am still living under a grey cold cloud.
despite the fact that we have so many green shoots coming up through the cold soil it feels that the sun will never return.
it leads me to think of my ancestors and how important the rising of the sun on the winter solstice assured them that the light was indeed returning.
it has been a long cold season, a season that to me seemed to start back in the summer when the rain started and never stopped, which merged into an autumn of rain, which merged into a winter of rain and snow...
what a time.
i think later today, after i have listed some of my wares over at the wylde apothecary i will clear the patio and sit wrapped up in a blanket...
i need to get outside
really need to get outside
i am feeling miserable to day and i apologise that i am bringing it here to you
i need to see the sun, to be outside and i really really don't need the pain that is causing me to limp a lot today.
this limp is a new thing, i woke up with bad pain from my coccydynia and in my left hip and since i have been up the pain is going down my leg like sciatica.
i believe it is because of the muscle and ligaments that attach to the coccyx.
well i am going to move myself into my craft room, finish one necklace and then update my shop...

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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