Goddess on Fire
Well I was extremely upset last night, exam stuff etc and I thought my birthday was going to be just another day of crappiness. But it wasn't. It rocked.
So many ppl texted me or called me, emailed me, facebooked me, beboed me, sent an unexpected card, that I was actually dealing with that for the first half of the day.
Except amongst all of that, I got a bebo message from my ex-boyfriend wishin my happy bithday. Everyone wanted to know what he was playing at. I was in shock, the kind of shock that only he was ever capable of putting me in. We haven't spoken for several years and it most certainly did not end well. Infact it ended with accusations on both sides of fucking up our lives completely. Which is all well and good except he was the fucker. Not I. So....he hopes my life is good and wishes me happy birthday, I'm not surprised me remembers really...after consideration. I'm more surprised that he got into contact with me.
So I did what everyone told me not to do, and replied. But all I said was thanks, and that I went to beltaine and that I hoped all was well. So no question that he has to answer.
Beltaine was.....fucking freezing. But when the drums started I suddenly understood how it would be possible to go into a trace and dance like a crazy person. And I thought I was going to cry when they burned the goddess representation because everyone was there together and there to celebrate beltaine.
And I just amazed myself at my own ability to remember, they burned a runic symbol and I said to KB "I think it's Algiz but I can't remember" and I got home, looked it up and I was right.
There was lots of fire, red devilish ppl that attacked randoms, licking some of the unfortunates' faces (I nearly got it, but managed to avoid), or spitting water/coke at ppl. They were half naked and some of them were a little too hairy (that was just the women) and there were some male/male sexual imitations which made me giggle like a slash fangirl. Then there was full on nakedness as some ppl ran around the bonfire. The comment passed round was that the naked men had penises that were too small and the women weren't taking enough clothes off. We managed to get right at the barrier for that one. Yippee. Then my camera broke. Unfortunately. But I blame Steph and Alan who had mocked it all night, it got stage fright infront of so much jiggling flesh.
After tripping/falling over/down a few hills/holes/beer cans we went home, and managed to get a taxi with 3 ppl we didn't know. But it was cheaper than the bus so ok.
Then we had cheese cake. That brings me up to date.
Chingo managed to buy me a crystal, that when in its raw form, is toxic. Guess what form it was in? Yes. Toxic. So I can't breathe near it. She also wrote me a really lovely sonnet and got me a chocolate orange only so that I would kiss her after I'd eaten it and got me shakespeare's sonnets.
Holly got me a really far too expensive crystal, but it's lovely. And I think it will be my beltaine 07 crystal.
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So many ppl texted me or called me, emailed me, facebooked me, beboed me, sent an unexpected card, that I was actually dealing with that for the first half of the day.
Except amongst all of that, I got a bebo message from my ex-boyfriend wishin my happy bithday. Everyone wanted to know what he was playing at. I was in shock, the kind of shock that only he was ever capable of putting me in. We haven't spoken for several years and it most certainly did not end well. Infact it ended with accusations on both sides of fucking up our lives completely. Which is all well and good except he was the fucker. Not I. So....he hopes my life is good and wishes me happy birthday, I'm not surprised me remembers really...after consideration. I'm more surprised that he got into contact with me.
So I did what everyone told me not to do, and replied. But all I said was thanks, and that I went to beltaine and that I hoped all was well. So no question that he has to answer.
Beltaine was.....fucking freezing. But when the drums started I suddenly understood how it would be possible to go into a trace and dance like a crazy person. And I thought I was going to cry when they burned the goddess representation because everyone was there together and there to celebrate beltaine.
And I just amazed myself at my own ability to remember, they burned a runic symbol and I said to KB "I think it's Algiz but I can't remember" and I got home, looked it up and I was right.
There was lots of fire, red devilish ppl that attacked randoms, licking some of the unfortunates' faces (I nearly got it, but managed to avoid), or spitting water/coke at ppl. They were half naked and some of them were a little too hairy (that was just the women) and there were some male/male sexual imitations which made me giggle like a slash fangirl. Then there was full on nakedness as some ppl ran around the bonfire. The comment passed round was that the naked men had penises that were too small and the women weren't taking enough clothes off. We managed to get right at the barrier for that one. Yippee. Then my camera broke. Unfortunately. But I blame Steph and Alan who had mocked it all night, it got stage fright infront of so much jiggling flesh.
After tripping/falling over/down a few hills/holes/beer cans we went home, and managed to get a taxi with 3 ppl we didn't know. But it was cheaper than the bus so ok.
Then we had cheese cake. That brings me up to date.
Chingo managed to buy me a crystal, that when in its raw form, is toxic. Guess what form it was in? Yes. Toxic. So I can't breathe near it. She also wrote me a really lovely sonnet and got me a chocolate orange only so that I would kiss her after I'd eaten it and got me shakespeare's sonnets.
Holly got me a really far too expensive crystal, but it's lovely. And I think it will be my beltaine 07 crystal.
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