sacred in the senses

[athenagrey]

Beltane approaches! Some years, I have been called to very proscribed rituals--the picnic under falling cherry blossoms, or the passionate walk through our gardens at dawn, greeting every living thing by name, and then dancing barefoot in the morning dew.  Sometimes I have woven community, dancing around the maypole with my goddess sisters

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As ever, out on the land, up on the cairn.
Familiarity creates continuity...