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Happy Beltane

It’s May-Eve (seriously, the year is going too quickly, I blame to long, cold winter).

However, I digress.

It’s May-Eve and Beltane heralds the arrival of summer, sensuality revitalised and the earth awakes..

People dance round the may-pole and go a-Maying (which is just another way of saying one major league night of ‘how’s your father’ outside in the woods).

Fires are lit to celebrate the return to life and fruitfulness of the earth.

People jump over the fires for luck – singletons for finding a spouse, travellers for a safe journey and pregnant ladies for an easy birth.

Handfastings which last a year and a day also take place on May-Eve (handfasting involves tying the hands of a couple with a ribbon as a contract of betrothal)

As for me, well one day, if I’m a really good girl maybe someone will want to tie their hands to mine and we can jump over the fire together.

In the meantime, I will be collecting tonight’s dew, for it is said that if you bathe in the dew of the Beltane morn your beauty would flourish throughout the year (and I think I need all the help I can get 😉 )

So whatever you do, may you find peace and happiness this May-Eve.

Blessed be.

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What are your ‘favourite things’?

..you know, like the ones from the song – “girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes”, etc.brownpaperpackage

So when you’re feeling sad, what are your favourite things?

Here’s mine:

– the smell of freshly cut grass

– the smell of the damp earth after rain

– warm sand between my toes

– gooey, sticky, creamy cake

– splashing in puddles (not the muddy kind I hasten to add)

– sliding down stair rails

– wishing on a star

– waltzing to Norah Jones ‘Come Away With Me’

– the smell of Johnson’s Baby Lotion

– a sing-along session to my favourite musical tunes

– tramping through crunchy Autumn leaves

– sitting on a hilltop watching the sun set

– the sound of raindrops on the window-pane

– kissing the top of SC’s head as he’s nestled into the place between my chin and shoulder

– the smell of deep red velvety roses

– orange blossom

– walking in the countryside

– train journeys

– that blissful sense of peace between waking and the pain & nausea of conscious thought kicking in

– cuddles

– roaring fires

– the sound of laughter

– long, slow, tender kisses

– believing dreams can come true

– snowflakes

– birdsong

– the sound of gently lapping waves on the shore

– hot sunshine

and of course brown paper packages tied up with string, these are a few of my favourite things 😉

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