Something a little different…
I have had the house to myself and time to myself for two whole days !
Not having to run around like a lunatic was lovely. After deconstruction of the solstice spiral , and some well earned reading time, I decided to head out today for a little visit.
I had every intention of going to Castlerigg, to perform a ceremony, which I have done a couple of times on Xmas day in the past. But when I got to Castlerigg, I didn’t even get out of the car.
It was so busy ! lots of people. Families. Children. Dogs. Which is great, but not really what I had in mind. I needed peace and quiet. So I went to visit a holy thorn instead. At Bassenthwaite Lake.
if you have ever been to the little St Begas church beside Bassenthwaite lake, in Cumbria you will know that the wind there is almost supernatural. It can be still and not a breath of wind. Then all of a sudden a chilly breeze , that feels like it has just emerged from Nifleheim , cuts through you like a knife !
When I was little I stood on the other side of those trees at a Plaque , with a hand and a sword telling of Excalibur, and the lady of the lake. It is etched in memory forever.
This has always been a magical place for me. The lady of the Lake guards Excalibur here. Or so the story goes, which was written in the guest house overlooking this magnificent place.
I didn’t see another person from the moment I left the car to walk down the path amid the old oaks. Just the presence of the lady of the lake, the fairy thorn , and the breath of the Calleach.
Yesterday I started another new piece which so far… is speaking volumes.
Wishing you all happy holidays, a lovely festive season, god Yule and much merriment for the coming year of the Fire Horse. Mmmmm. Interesting times indeed.
A lovely piece again Jade. Have you ever thought of collating your work and publishing ? I know your work is special as it takes me to a place that feels both familiar and authentic. Your days activities put me to shame as I have only just got up. I sleep during the day and keep to the night hours until Imbolc. I'm desperately trying to break this habit but.... I feel very disconnected time wise. I feel like it's wrong to have this much freedom to do as I please. Yet it feels right too. I love the mountains and woods even more at night when there is nobody else around. It is so magical it makes me weep.