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


I was talking this morning to my good friend j (hello my love!) about how different I have become since august and trying to put it all into words.
so here I am trying to articulate my feelings about myself here for the world to read.

I feel I have become a strong warrior woman, I find I no longer have tolerance for mis-deeds, for the unjust of our world, for the norm and how we are expected to look and behave.
its not that I have become a total anarchist, far from it-I have just seen my reality and how I want that reality to be.


I was talking about some new tattoos I will hopefully be getting from my old friend D on Thursday.
last may in Glastonbury I took the step of having four moon symbols tattooed on my hands-a waxing and waning crescent, a dark moon and full moon. all quite abstract. just outlines put in my skin.
of no meaning to people who see them, but full of meaning for me and my path I am following through life.

I had never intended on having my hands tattooed because they are impossible to hide if needed. but I suddenly developed the attitude that it doesn't matter in the whole scheme of things. it doesn't matter a jot, because it does not change my personality by having arcane symbols on my hands.

I have found more symbols that I hope D will ink into my fingers this week. a combination of elder furthark runes symbolising water and ancestry/ heritage. I chose runes because one of my great great grandfathers was a mariner with the Old Norse surname of Ormes. Then I chose the Celtic ogham symbol for the rowan which is my birth tree and a tree I feel links me to my Irish/Scottish ancestry.
so more, highly visible arcane hand tattoos

I read somewhere about women 'drawing their symbols of their power on their skin' and this is how I feel about me.
my tattoos are a symbol of my power, my freedom, my power of choice and to have these new ones placed on each hand with only make me feel stronger, more powerful.


Miss Robyn said...

Can't wait to see them! So happy that you are stepping into your power xx

laoi gaul~williams said...

thank you Robyn xx

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