drawing symbols of my power on my skin: ~drumming up the moon*part one~

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

~drumming up the moon*part one~

we are back from our trip to calne in wiltshire to the annual

Stonewylde Moongazy camp

oh my the weather was fantastic, the previous week we were all talking about taking our wellingtons and raincoats. as it was we had blazing sun and one day the temperature hit 114f and i was very pleased i had my factor 50 sun cream!

the first night there were only 9 of us and we had a small pre-planned ritual made all the more special when the lady moon graced us by rising during the ritual in the most glorious fashion