Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Merry Spring Equinox!
Blessings of Alban Eilir, the Light of the Earth. Praise the new shoots bursting up through the ground, may we have their resilience to push on through.
Please come join us this weekend for the Pagan Federation Spring Equinox Online Moot which is all about trees! Here is the schedule for Sunday’s event. All from the comfort and safety of your own home.
Online Support for You
At the Pagan Federation we’ve been talking about what sorts of content we should be putting online for our communities, to help them out when they’re in isolation and unable to leave their homes. We already do online moots and festivals, in fact, do please join us this weekend for the Spring Equinox moot about trees, link below.
What else would you like to see online? Videos? Stories? Readings? What matters to you and what will be useful, entertaining, or enriching if you end up in isolation, or indeed are you already in that position and wish there was something more we offered? Let me know in the comments.
https://facebook.com/events/s/pagan-fed-online-spring-equino/192724885365468/?ti=icl
Spring Equinox Online Moot
Anyone who is excited for the spring equinox and who loves trees, come along to our online moot next week!
With crowds and gatherings not being a great idea right now, the Pagan Federation have decided to help you celebrate the Spring Equinox from the comfort and safety of your own homes. More info to follow, simply click the event and select “Going” for further updates. Expect talks on trees, paganism, some music, discussion and more!
https://facebook.com/events/s/pagan-fed-online-spring-equino/192724885365468/?ti=icl
Rose Petals
Drying out rose petals from an almost dead bouquet in a single layer. Once dried, they’ll be kept in an airtight jar or displayed in a pretty bowl- like this one! Can anyone identify the other two flowers already drying out in there?
Valentine’s Softness
An old #ValentinesDay poem (link below) which switches between cynical and soft- which are you this #Valentine2020 ?
Keep Turning the Lights Off
I sometimes feel
In the singular
Even in my own home
Flicking switches
Tightening taps
Rinsing our eggshells
Crushing them
Like brittle dreams
But over time
My way is becoming
The way
Save the jars
Scrub and recycle the plastic
Make towers of tubs
And rockets from
Rubicon cans
Just mind those sharp edges
The challenge is fatigue
Sometimes it’s just easier
To throw it all in one bin
To leave the house bright and lit
No dark space
For contemplation
But the world is on fire
Greta wasn’t joking
When she told us
The world is on fire
Australia is on fire
America has been on fire
Portugal has been on fire
Midden heaps exploding
In the midday sun
So my fatigue
The thoughtless laziness
Of small boys
And larger
Is meaningless
But action
Means very much indeed
So sort the bins
Walk to the shops
Patch the clothes
Replace fuses, not fridges
And when it’s hard
I’ll just keep
Turning the lights off
One at a time.
Image via Unsplash, Skye Studios, @skyestudiosmedia
