Welcome to my woodfire,this virtual hearth, with the magic humming and the tea brewing and the books spilling over. That music in the background, that's my Honey playing his guitar, or it could be Addie Bell, my little mountain dulcimer or the rain on a tin roof, or the windriver singing way up high. Here in the hills, there's music everywhere you give a listen. So, sit a spell and lets listen together.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
new moon -- new song
There's a new moon tonight. I thought of many things to do, but what I want to do is walk into a room with other folks and not say a word -- light a white candle and sit in a circle and not say a word. Breathe and watch the candle and at some point, the candle would flicker down to the last flame and we'd sit in the silence and the darkness until the time came for us each to leave the circle, taking with us all that calm back into the world. We'd be lights -- slow-moving comets going back into the world. Perceptive souls would see these streamers of light moving down the streets toward home -- living candles lighting the world so no one has to curse their personal, individual, and sorrowful darkness alone.
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