4/3/2007
This is the poem I mentioned last night under the eclipsed moon for anyone who was part of that conversation. It has more of a Norse flavour than a Druidic one I think. Seems like fire and water are the most likely candidates.
Fire And Ice by Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Thanks again Hilde, and the shadow of the earth.
23/3/2007
Regrettably, we will have to cancel our Equinox celebration tomorrow, as our organiser is still feeling too ill to be outside.
Cilla is not able to stand in as host for the occasion, as she won’t be home in time to receive us, and doesn’t know the place Andrew was going to take us.
So given the short notice, it seems best to cancel the event. Sadly we won’t be able to celebrate as a group. I suggest we all take some time tomorrow to honour the Sun as it gains in strength, remembering each other – and Andrew in particular – as we do so.
Get better soon, Andrew!
Blessings of the growing light,
Hilde
