drawing symbols of my power on my skin: triskele

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

Showing posts with label triskele. Show all posts

~a simple spirituality II~

my spiritual path maybe simple, but it is also very much a constant, everyday spirituality~ one i cannot get away from, i cannot imagine my life empty of the thoughts and feelings i have for the world around me.

the wheel of the year flows in its constant circle marking the constant change taking part both within me and the world around me

*triads*

reverence for the earth, ancestors and gods~the land, sea and skies

the life energy flowing sunwise~the flow of divine energy

~which comes from the connection with the spirits of the land~*wind*rivers*

*tree's~the standing folk*

*stones*

~which comes form the ancestors and gods~the song of the land of my ancestors.

a comfortable, uncomplicated, but at the same time deeply complex path followed over years

finally being defined~a new 'old' path to follow, but one that is familiar.

~a simple spirituality~

this is my path

the love of land, sea and sky reflected in my triskele.

a love of nature enhanced by the seasonal festivals that gives my life a cyclical rhythm~lets me connect that little bit more deeply with the life of the land around me, with times that have been sacred to our ancestors for thousands of years~

we have the autumn equinox or alban elfed 'light of the water' to celebrate in a few short weeks the day and night will be equal but the power of the sun will wane, the harvest will be over and we shall prepare for the long nights of winter.

will worthington

there is no book with words to follow and abide by~there are the myths and folklore of the land and the ancestors, an ancestral heritage to follow, bring alive and keep alive.
a heritage being kept alive with words and song.