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

~thank you~

thank you all for your your kind comments and thoughts.

things here have settled down

swampy came home that night after blood tests, x rays and scans etc~they found nothing wrong and i believe that it is deferred pain due to the nerve damage in his spine which is the root of his dreadful back problems.


flynt has had his stitches out and is back to his old 'norty' self. 
however now his walks are now on his lead and around all the different roads, lanes and alleys around the village where we know he cannot play with and unintentionally swallow bits of tennis ball and pine cones. his is getting used to being on a lead and is becoming much better in not pulling like a crazy thing.


i am just getting over a three day migraine and sitting here checking the list i have on my laptop for when we go away

...on friday we set off for busfest...which means my cat-kids have to go into a cattery which i hate. usually my sister is able to cat-sit which she loves but she will be away in cambridge for work.

i am looking forwards to going away as it means i get to live in Lilith for eleven days and although we have electric hook up to run a kettle and little fridge we have no tv, no electric lights...to me perfect.


this week i had a telephone appointment with a diabetic nurse with the west hampshire community diabetes service and have had my medication added to. another pill for me to take which i hope helps.

then i had a short telephone conversation with a lady from italk a psychological therapy service as my gp wasnt happy with the contents of our discussion about my depression. as a result i have an appointment with a lady called marina (which makes me think of stingray...any of you over 40 will remember that!)

so i feel i am plodding here in this ancient forest, drifting again from the things that are important to me. i am hoping that while away i can find the peace and focus i need to put myself back on some kind of track

~turning wheel~

there has been such a distinct change in the weather here.

i first noticed it a couple of weeks after Litha, just a small change, a chill in the early morning air, a cooler night air flowing through my bedroom window.

when the sun is out during the day it is a hot sun and today, even clouded over, the air is hot.

our forest is over run with tourists and so i try to avoid going into the village as so many people makes my head spin.

things here have been a bit stressful as our beautiful Flynt became poorly. he was sick one day and brought up a pine cone...a large pine cone but he continued being sick, and an examination on our third trip to the vets confirmed there was a foreign object in him and he was operated on the same day. 
the result?
a piece of some other dogs tennis ball he must have swallowed while at his favourite spot in the forest.
so for the last ten days he has been at home slowly recovering, taking antibiotics and swampy and i living in terror for this was how we lost our beautiful Cody and we have been living in fear that flynt would also contract peritonitis 
We have been lucky and he has recovered well with no infection and all being well his 13 stitches are being removed tomorrow.

my swampy is not good~as i type he is in hospital.
 he had an appointment at our surgery today to discuss some chest pains, so the doctor called an ambulance to take him direct to the big general hospital in southampton where he is having assorted tests....

~making music~

I have been somewhat distracted and yet again neglected this blog, despite the promises i made to myself.

i have been updating my wylde apothecary blog as i have been making new pendants and some lovely hand/wet felted cord for them...i am really happy how the felted cord has turned out and i love how they look with my pendants.

i also have a sticker-pixie who makes internal/external pagan/witch/fae themed stickers under the guise of Terra Pyksys 


so let me rewind a bit, back to the moongazy gathering and our night out to the Calne Folk and Acoustic Collective as we have some very talented musicians and singers in our little tribe

we were able to squeeze everyone into Pretty Pagan for the drive into Calne!

the venue was a small cafe tucked away behind the high street and we more than doubled the crowd as we went pouring in.
it was a fantastic night and the music and singing from all those who participated amazing and i wish we lived that smidge closer so we could go more often.

~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

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