(see http://www.mythweaver.co.uk/stitchery/snippets/stitch-stitch-stitch-in-poverty-hunger-and-dirt/ for details of the conference at which this talk was presented)
A short song/poem, inspired this morning by a request for ‘a love song, in which the person loved is referred to in the third person, using gender-neutral pronouns.’
We danced …
We danced. Eyes agleam and hearts on fire,
It is a habit of mine to consult the Runes at the various festivals, giving me a focus for contemplation of the time past, and the time to come – a way of considering where I am in my life, and my current direction of travel.
The world outside:
On the ‘About’ page for this blog, I have called myself a ‘crafter’ – which I am – but it’s a term that I probably need to expand on a little, since my definition is broad, than rather precise, and acknowledges working with insubstantial materials, like words, and with esoteric forces (like magic) alongside the mundane.
How do you know you travel if you never turn to see
The signposts and the milestones of each day?