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

~welcoming the long dark nights~

while getting dressed early this morning there was a distinct chill coming through the open window...actually it was more than a chill, it was decidedly cold.
so with a smile on my face i quickly put the kettle on and then followed flynt into the garden.
i have to say it felt
...the sky was blue, with just a little hint of mackerel (or buttermilk did you know that?) clouds,
the birds were waking up~starlings flew overhead chattering, magpies were sitting on a nearby roof chattering among themselves and i heard a crow in the giant old oak.
i stood up on what i now call my 'sky deck'~the area of decking that swampy built for me in the corner at the end of the garden. we live on a hill and the garden slopes down to the house...so raised up on my sky deck i have a wide view of the sky, helped by the fact the closest homes are all bungalows.
soon my view turned from the sky to our garden~it is looking particularly rambling, over grown and my nook is a under a layer of leaves that is dropping from the rambling jasmine and rose with long tendrils of rose reaching down to tangle in my hair.
with mabon/autumn equinox so close i really need to get out and sweep up the leaves, check i have dry wood for my fire and hope the wood sitting in my cauldron is dry.
i am loving the feeling i am experiencing at this time~the heat of the summer has passed, the heat that muddles my brain, makes me uncomfortable, unfocused...
the short, chill days and long dark nights invigorates me, wakes me  and it is during this time that i delve deeper into my spiritual path.
what do you do with the long dark nights?



Hearthwife said...

ahhh, and I ;)

Tracy said...

I love Autumn and the long dark nights too! Early bright mornings, lighting the fire, curling up beneath my plaid blanket with a good book/new craft project and a hot steaming mug of chocolate and homemade shortbread - Perfect!

Crystal said...

oh its heaven isn@t it :) blackberry jam and crumbles although i've never tried the sloe gin but have thought i may give it a whirl. now getting out and about more will be getting creative more with what i can forage its so satisfying. for the first time im really looking forward to the dark nights excited even. Equinox blessings sweet one lets count our blessings x x x x

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