Everywhere trees are flowering
Maybe flowers are the balance.
though up here
on this fine mountain
everything just begins.
This Spring has been especially expansive.
A truly transformative time.
We have reshaped our physical land and our internal landscape.
Moving forward, repairing and tending to, evolving.
It is no longer as it was and there will be new again.
Then it was all possibilities.
Now the green is so intense, it is almost brighter than the sun.
Now it is almost Beltaine, overnight our Hawthorne bloomed.
Then we could not have remembered the colors we now see.
We forget the expansive beauty of leaves and petals.
Our ritual fires are always expressive.
Sometimes more so than others.
This one seemed to have many dragons and waves and arms and mouths
This one seemed to have many dragons and waves and arms and mouths
hungry for our sacrifice.
My notes
are sparse and my pictures are many
and the magick is so much greater when you are in the moment.
I don't share pictures of others faces without permission,
so am omitting the strong interconnections seen in all of our expressions.
Those of us who gathered were our core group who have worshiped together for long enough
that our kids have grown up and some of us have retired or are planning the next phase
and all of our families have experienced deep changes
especially those that come with illness and recovery.
that our kids have grown up and some of us have retired or are planning the next phase
and all of our families have experienced deep changes
especially those that come with illness and recovery.
These cycles of life and reverence are the most joyous blessing.
Let this all begin again and again.
random notes and thoughts from when everyone left, not sure what it all means now:
kid leaving and returning and leaving again
sun shining/earth springing
family and family and family
interconnected circles
say her name
say their name
chimes and smoke
surrounded by smoke until tears flow
what are we in control of and what is going along for the ride
life is tough in a human suit
the isle that appears and disappears
eggs eggs eggs
photos in chronological order from prep to close
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| setting up |
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| setting intent |
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| tuning the well |
lighting the fire
fire reaching
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| curved hollow stick shooting flames |
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| give us a sign |
our omens
from our Beloved Dead: URUZ -the Primal Ox, it's the basic strength and growth within, building foundations
from the Spirits of Nature & Place:OTHALA or Odul- the Sacred Enclosure, that which is kept protected and safe and treasured
from the Gods & Goddesses: ISA- Ice, its definitely not flexible and it is not about the shape
that you may want to make it, sometimes you can see through it and sometimes not, but it is hard and cold.
that you may want to make it, sometimes you can see through it and sometimes not, but it is hard and cold.
for the Season: JERA- Year, a Whole Cycle, the cycle of the harvest, suggestive of either
what is happening now coming into fruition in a year or maybe what is coming up this spring is from before
or both
what is happening now coming into fruition in a year or maybe what is coming up this spring is from before
or both
simultaneously.
catching bubbles with tuning forks
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| BUBBLES |
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| feast of the season |
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| putting out the fire after everyone has left |
We tend to forget that this time of breaking out of the shell and busting out leaves is also within us.
Opening our hearts to these evolutions is hard work.
Just like flowers.Maybe flowers are the balance.
