Home From This Year's Big Pagan Festival

How many years did I dance the fire circle to pray to have children? This year, Gareth was old enough to dance the fire circle with me, and I couldn't stop grinning the whole time. It was raining -- still grinning. The fire circle had to be in its second-best location, on slanted ground, because two days of torrential downpours had washed out the path to the one on even, sandy footing. By the time we staggered back to our cabin, we were muddy to mid-shin and all my leg muscles burned from dancing around on that hill.

Still grinning.( Read more... )