staying true to the hybridized city/wild hoop, tonight i start my trip south.

first stop is portland, where planting roots is the plan, tomorrow on shreeve's land. Portland also stars as the Darkest Day/Solstice in this years play. For solstice, and early morning labryinth walk on Sauvie island (where i've never been) doth call.

Christmas eve sees me riding the ol' grey mare to grants pass, to rekindle connection with my birth family. Time at Wolf Creek draws near as well, with beadwork and wintercamp in place at the faerie circle.

The new year (or just after) sees me traveling to the Witches, who wish to teach me, what's been discovered about sustainability. For two weeks, i immerse, and see however it relates to the hoop and me.

Bakersfield, to wish love to my departing grandparents as they approach the veil. I haven't seen my extending bio family since before the faeries. I wonder how we'll recognize eachother.

Then thru the City, perhaps Oakland in truth, and another intensive for just a week, mid february.

Then what? Shall I spin thru the island of Vashon singing ghostly dancing songs? I know naught as now, but will soon i'm sure.
Planting on the land calls to me.

Here is the spell that is cast on the eve of dawns light bursting forth again. Guides present, I spiral forth.

Blessings to those I see and those I don't. Loves light shine upon thee from the heart of hart.

So mote it be.... WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!