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Date Posted: 12/08/07 11:34
In reply to: JadeWolf 's message, "my summer in gaias garden." on 11/08/07 19:12
reminds me of the camps my coven used to host in the essex countryside.
Meet for the weekend at dans' farm. some of us in tents, some sleeping under the stars.
we meet for a full moon or a festival. sitting around dans firepit we talk and laugh during the afternoon,talking magic, family, laughing at poor steve who cut the chilli peppers then forgot to wash the juices off his hand before finding a friendly tree to pee behind..ouch
The rest of us peeling vegetables and cutting herbs, garlic and mixing spices. Putting it all into large cauldron-like pans. We hang them over the fire to slowly simmer. Large potatoes are wrapped in foil and put on the edge of the embers.
Its late afternoon and we set up the ritual circle next to the maypole we erected last year. An altar is laid with flowers and leaves we collected from our gentle walk in the nearby wood earlier. Slowly we drift off to change into ritual robes.
Then its time.
We gather together to celebrate our rite, a lone drum begins as we dance around the circle, spiral dance - laughing as we sometimes miss a footing or accidently bump someone.
One of our guests from the heriditary coven in cambridge has brought her double headed axe. its a dance for the women only in her tradition and we spin and swing the axe above 0ur heads. My eldest daughter laughs as she swings it fast and furiously.
The rite ends and the sun is slowly sinking.
All of us are feeling very hungry and the smell of the previously prepared stews is drifting over to the circle.
Now sitting round the firepit, we talk and eagerly eat the wonderful food, sopping up the broth with hunks of crusty bread.
Someone gets their guitar out. Another brings a mandolin. some bodhran drums and a djembi begins to play.
A chant begins - 'I am the mabon, I am the child'.....
after a while some of us are up and dancing as the music turns into bluesy rock ballads.
The sun is down and the moon has risen.
soon we will fall into sleeping bags - the music and the chanting drifting off into the night.......
now this IS heaven
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Date Posted: 12/08/07 11:37
Oh JadeWolf just like yours........clapping my hands with happiness.
We all need to stay out late tonight though to watch the meteor shower, sleep out under the stars.....bliss.
Thank you so much for a wonderful vision.
Big hugs and BB, love heather.xxxxx
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