Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
At 3.46pm 21st June 2009 the sun was at its most northerly point for the year... from this moment onward the shadows retreat into the underworld and slowly the sun awakens and day by day grows stronger...
My journey turns inward searching for my own inner light, as my cycle comes to an ending, i shed some tears, and let go of old worn and tired out personal clutter... so that my cycle may start afresh, my spirit shine and grow stronger with the light.
What do you dare to dream?
What do you dare to create?
Tingly with anticipation of new possibilities, excited and welcoming of new adventures yet to be had, creations yet to be sewn, plant bits yet to be boiled.... i honour the darkness, for with it, it brings the light.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
fabric left in overnight on top the fire place, keeping the just below simmering.
The mad monk tells me he boils them and eats them, the 'Fly' in fly agaric comes from the sensation of flying or delirium when ingested... Celtic druids, Indians, cultures from all over the planet have used them in some form in spiritual ceremonies.... witches and warlocks brewed them up to make a flying potion....
they do evoke a sense fairy like wonderment...
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
and gems the forest has hidden away ... if you know where to look...
Friday, June 5, 2009
...i was fascinated by the stories he shared, by the fire, over a cup of sweet tea with manuka honey... about life, and living in The Czech Republic during the Russian occupation, his accent easily transported me into his tales.... we are truly blessed to live in a land where art, literature, music and thought can be enjoyed so freely.
Reading the book, i found this.... and felt it should be shared....
to quote Jung again: