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


after my blog post of yesterday i felt really positive, as if i had really had climbed a big hill and achieved something. 
this sounds half-way daft but i think anyone out there with chronic health problems-whatever they may be- will understand that at times just small, everyday things can seem like a struggle.
over the last weeks i have sat and thought to myself how daft it is that i can't even open my laptop, just didn't even have the energy to open it and tap keys.

but i am going to try my hardest to keep coming back with posts.


i am presently working on a ritual for our annual Moongazy Gathering. we performed a ritual last year with a few of us, which i blogged about here and this year, given the opportunity, i said that i would write the ritual as we had an idea to create a sacred space for the field we will all be living in for a week.
i was emailing my gorgeous friend and witch Sujee about it and it made me realise how much my path has changed since the experiences i blogged about last year.

for a long time my spiritual path was a winding one of discovery, i didn't label myself as anything more than a pagan. then i found druidry and it felt so comfortable...but not quite *right*

then i had my experience at the white spring in glastonbury and west kennet long barrow and it all changed.

this change is being reflected in the ritual i am now writing and my chats with Sujee~ i am again thinking of how my path changed and how i see myself as a pagan these days.

my spiritual path is much wilder now, a lot more unstructured, i tend not to be overly concerned with perceived rights and wrongs.
there is no single right way,
go with what your heart and soul sings out!


Tiikeri Flo said...

feelin this. it seems to be too much of a 'done-thing' to subscribe to a certain path and that path only - i've even read books that clearly state you have to walk that path fully and exclusively to get any juicy life goodness out of it! rather it is more nourishing for the soul to take every little piece that resonates you from absolutely any path, and weave them into yours.
with you on the white spring too... beautiful place... so peaceful and heart-opening..... SINGING in there is a truly wonderful experience, i highly recommend it x

also my mum has chronic fatigue syndrome also... i know how hard it can be... so good to see that you're keenly holding on to your spirit and keeping your heart and mind strong x

laoi gaul~williams said...

hi Tiikeri Flo, thanks for your comment, they are always so welcome. a small group of us wild girls are hoping to go to the white spring for a private hour or so and immerse. i am really hoping it works out, it will be an amazing experience

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