rise and root

***

~*~*~*~
by the gorgeous bohemian wild roses~thank you me dear xoxoxo


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

~moongazy gathering~drumming west kennet~

on the wednesday a group of us ended up a few moments down the road at avebury itself








my friend martin and holly-dog





after martin and i spent some time dowsing we all stopped for tea and food at the national trust cafe before heading a few minutes down the road to the west kennet long barrow, passing silbury hill on the way


i had my shamanic drum with me and so martin, kay and i spent some time in the barrow while i drummed. 
it was the most amazing experience. as we went in martin asked the spirits of the place if they would allow drumming and he had a positive response. we slowly walked down to the far end of the barrow and i slowly started a drumming pattern, one that slowly speeded up. after different periods of time i was drawn to stop~not a conscious decision to stop but almost as if a guiding hand was telling to stop for a short time. 
each time i was allowed to drum for longer periods and finally for the last few it felt as if i were being swept up into something more than just drumming, unconsciously my body would start to sway to the beat and it felt as if i were being drawn up into some ancient rhythm.

we also did a little experimenting, sending kay out to see where the drumming could be heard from~from either side of the entrance she could hear nothing and those sitting in the grass atop the barrow could hear it faintly, as if from a long distance.
finally, thanking the spirits of the place, who i hoped remembered me from last year, we left.

walking back down, we met tilli and chappie heading up, so we joined them and then diverted to the swollowhead spring on the way back down
















then it was back to our vehicles and back to 'our' field, driving once again by silbury


next time...open mic acoustic night in calne!

~moongazy gathering~part two...glastonbury~


as ever, while camped up in our little community near avebury glastonbury beckoned...how could it not?
although swampy and i live a two hour drive away daily life gets in the way and we don't visit as often as either of us would like. many of our friends do not even have the luxury of a short two hour trip and so make the most of being so close during the gathering.

this time there ended up being about 8 different groups of us that made our way there. we left early to be sure of being able to park at the car park near the abbey. having flynt with us i like to park up where it is fairly easy to keep an eye on the camper if we leave flynt to have an hours nap (weather permitting) while we shop together

true to form the tor drew us in like some wonderful beacon, i spotted it much earlier than this when it was a speck on the horizon



the day that started quite cloudy so brought us blue sky










we all met in the courtyard of the blue note for tea, coffee, cake and the most gorgeous potato wedges with garlic mayonnaise


then after another look around it was time to head back to camp for more camp fires, music and laughter.




photo courtesy of my lovely dandelion moon


bedtime card reading



~moongazy 2015~part one~


hello!

well i am back, we actually came home last friday but its taken me that long to slowly unpack, recover, move all my photos and recover some more.

so we packed up Pretty Pagan on the wednesday (complete with a for sale sign for the weekend!) hitched up Lilith and away we went in the sunshine.
we are lucky as we live within a 2 hour drive of avebury and it didn't take long, although setting up seemed to take forever.


the little original step to Lilith makes a good little table for my morning coffee.

on thursday we woke to very dark skies and high wind and despite the onset of torrential rain our friends started to arrive.
those who were lucky arrived before the rain, moongazy may another little folding caravan arrived and set up as our neighbours before the rain started but once the rain started there was no let up and those with tents took shelter in either Lilith or Moongazy May where they were given tea and biscuits.
finally as the day started to darken the rain eased off a little and we all realised that if we didn't get tents up people would have nowhere to sleep so it was all hands to the pump to get peoples homes set up.

after a gusty, wet night i woke to stillness and birdsong and opened the door to Lilith


the promise of a beautiful day!

and so it started

Lilith and Moongazy May


Solstice Cafe






kilts were a popular item of clothing




on the night we didn't have the big camp fire we set up assorted fire pits 

this was very moreish

toasting of giant marshmallows then led to marshmallows dipped in nutella, strawberries dipped in nutella and fluff

the lake was just behind us and i took some time to enjoy the sun and hope the ducklings would come close





of course staying near avebury means a trip to glastonbury...






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