I am currently working through this book for the second time and I am really enjoying it. I am doing my morning pages and I am going to go on an artist's date, although I am not sure where I am going to go yet or what I am going to do....
One of my favourite places to visit is the Iron Age Hillfort in the next village over from me. It is always a place of inspiration, of filling the well. It is one of those places that broods silently and that feeling stays with you for sometime after you leave. I love to walk around the undulating ramparts and think of times long gone and of all the many things that must have taken place here over the years....
I love to take photos here and then sit and remember later over a cup of tea and chocolate, which is pretty much my favourite thing in the whole world...
I love it here because to me there are echos of the ancestors and they don't seem to mind me dwelling silently for a while in their company.... To me this is something of a healing ritual, albeit never an easy one.
I love this time of year, the feeling of the new season about to burst into all its tightly held potential... It almost feels like a gently held in breath, a tension or maybe a suspension in time before we move to the equinox and the light takes over from the darkness of the winter months.
Blessings of Imbolc...
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