New Years Reading
I did a couple of personal castings for the New Year and thought I’d share one with you. I had meant to share more readings with you guys since I decided to start blogging about my casting collection, but I discovered that it is very time consuming to write out (with explanations) a whole reading. Its one thing to make a few notes and maybe put a sketch or photo in my own book, but another matter to write it all out for you guys! I think instead I may write about my semi-regular single (or sometimes three piece) drawings instead.
I am still working on articles about creating your own system and how my own system continues to evolve over at the main Hedge site, but have taken a brief break to work on other projects. I am continuing to make notes of every drawing, casting and reading that I do though.
One thing I can tell you is the few newest pieces in the set are really settling into their roles and telling me what they want to mean. The most difficult piece has been Rabbit Bone thus far; this piece is still finding her voice, so to… Continue reading
Well, its 2011
For New Year’s Eve I made Brendan and I breakfast for dinner, pancakes and bacon to be exact. For dessert we had a glass of Irish cream.
We live within walking distance of Parliament Hill and downtown Ottawa, so we bundled up a bit (it was only 4 degrees last night) and headed towards downtown. We decided to walk along the Rideau Canal towards downtown, which was pretty icy and slippery, passing young couples making out as we went. We peered through the windows of the National Arts Centre where the wealthy (and mostly middle aged) folks of Ottawa were enjoying dinner in the restaurant there. Finally we came to the canal locks that are right before the canal dumps into the Ottawa River. There’s a big fancy sail boat in dock there for the winter and we joked it must belong to the Prime Minister.
Turning off the canal we walked along the edge of the Ottawa River. At 11:54 we found just the right spot to welcome in the New Year. Below Parliament Hill, the neo-gothic architecture of our national government’s buildings could just be seen high above us. We stood on the edge of a river, which… Continue reading
The Way it Goes
Off and on I have delved deep into practice, into doing … no more than that, into really living my practice. I have lived on many acres of land, living a fairly simple lifestyle and also living off the land to a certain extent. I was also having a go at traditional lifestyles as well, doing it the old way.
I carried water up a mountain side everyday (sometimes twice or thrice) so I could cook, clean and drink. I learned the value, the sacredness, of every single drop. There are few things in the world that can teach you to truly understand that water is indeed the lifeblood of the Earth (and everything that lives on and within Her) than being a small, barefoot woman, thirsty to the point of parched, dragging 30 pounds of water up a rocky mountain side under a blazing summer Sun.
I dragged (and later carried as I grew stronger) hay bales about the place to feed horses and livestock. I wishpered prayers to Epona everyday … and more as I tried to tend a wound on a half-gentled young filly.
I spent many long nights up to my elbows in blood and birthing… Continue reading
Happy Solstice
I hope you have a great holiday season. I promise I will be back with better and longer posts soon. Also don’t forget to check out the main website with the lovely forum and other features and the podcast as well!
xoxoxox
Wordless Wednesday: The Tree
We went with a small fake tree this year, so I glued feathers to it.
To Fly By Night
Hoofprints in the Wildwood
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