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"
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
1890-17 september 1918~France
*Bohemia*
~a community of persons with artistic or literary tastes who adopt manners and mores conspicuously different from those expected or approved by the majority of society~
''The beauty of the trees,the softness of the air,the fragrance of the grass,speaks to me. The summit of the mountain,the thunder of the sky,the rhythm of the sea,speaks to me.The strength of the fire,the taste of salmon,the trail of the sun,and the life that never goes away,they speak to me. And my heart soars."
the way the light of sunset was hitting these trees when i walked outside a
little bit ago was magical. i wish the beauty came through this picture.
oh ...
“For my Pride look, the color palette was determined by the demisexual flag
and I wanted to corporate its colors to my outfit. Everything else besides
th...
Today the Harvest season begins, as an abundance of sun-ripened fruits and
grains begin to become available in garden, field and hedgerow.
Traditional...
Last week I went on a day date with my bestie to see David Sedaris speak. I
had never read any of his books, or listened to anything he had done
before,...
There was a slight shift in my breathing this weekend, as I settled into a
few projects here at home. The first few weeks of this whole thing felt
like a f...
Frankie and Sol Bergstein in their California Hills home (Grace and Frankie
season1)
Today is valentines day and as sadly I am working a night shift, I t...
Happy Full Moon!
Just don't call it the The Harvest Moon, or The Hunter’s Moon. Or at least
don't if you just saw that online and decided it sounded coo...
I like to make pictures that aren't a conventional landscape, so that the
ground and the sky are interchangeable, dreamlike, floating.
These paintings a...
*Dear friends...*
*I know it's been some time since I last posted, and I was deliberating
whether I should continue blogging on here or not.*
*It's obvi...
I am so tired of hearing about the importance of 'economic growth' - and I
despair of humanity if we have reached the stage where wildlife is only
conser...
Day 2 -March Meet the Maker. How I started.
Many moons ago I had a dream, to become a self-employed artist, I made a
wish, set my feet on the path, made a...
as Beltaine looms, once again I find myself struggling with the whole
concept of the wheel of the year. Beltaine is my least favourite 'sabbat'.
at this ti...
*March 29*
In days of old in the northern hemisphere, Autumn Equinox was sometimes
known as Michaelmas, 29th September. It is difficult for me to juggle an...
The sadness never goes away when you lose the one you love. You just have
to file it in a room and close the door. Don’t lock it. It doesn’t ever
stay clos...
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Want to spend your summer making pie?!
Come for our summer apprenticeship.
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.This little ...
So Scorpio season, eh?
I'm never able to predict what kind of lessons will unfold in this raw and
feeling season. Last year was a tempest of emotion, a l...
HUGE SKIES full of light and dark and wintering and wondering crown the
granite tors of Dartmoor this November, as the mists creep in; and I return
here...
It's so late and I've been struggling with sleep so long that I wonder if
I'm becoming nocturnal! Why do words flow into my head just at the time
when I de...
I've been dreaming of many paths, greeting many faces, seeing many trees,
falling in love under many moons, wrapping up in blankets, drawing, doing
dishes,...
I usually like to make soap that is packed with essential oils. They're fun
to experiment with, have medicinal and therapeutic qualities, and just add
to...
Dear Friends and Readers,
Nine years ago, I became a mother and (as many new mothers discover) came
to blogging as a means to rejoin a community of artists,...
I've gotten some questions about how to best follow the new blog. You can
do so in bloglovin', or a couple of other ways detailed in this post. Sorry
I'v...
This is the beginning of a sock for Sweetheart. It is a tweedy navy yarn,
soft and thicker than your usual sock yarn.
I want to get them finished during my ...
....I just wanted to say a huge heart felt thank you for all of your
comments left on my last post, thank you so much, my recovery is slow but i
think i am...
for as long as I can remember, trees have been my friends. My protector, my
confidant. Cubby houses and secret places... where whispers of my heart
woul...
I don’t know about you, but I find that the beginning of April to be the
breathing time. That has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? Winter is sleepy
and deep ...
I no longer blog here at Bridget's Flame. You can find me on Facebook at
https://www.facebook.com/caitlinmowbray and Instagram
https://instagram.com/caitli...
There is a common belief among the great people "There is no point of
living a life of a human being if you have not done something remarkable."
The bigg...
The website and blog are moving to a new home. The website address will
stay the same but it will look very different and will be much easier for
me to mai...
Over at Earth First! Journal, they've just posted the version of Sometimes
a Wild God that appeared in the Lughnasadh 2012 issue. But they've linked
here, ...
Time and time again I hear spiritual teachers saying that a regular daily
practice is one of the most important things we can do to maintain our
connection...
we conjure images of train stations and winding railways. The Europeans
have harnessed the power of train travel and there is rarely a town or
village that...
Sage is now seven weeks old ! The time seems to be going so fast, and
though barely two months old Moss and I look at her and think she looks so
old, pract...
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Hail the return of the light. Brightest blessings x
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