By Fire Well and Tree

I forgot to hit enter!!   I had started writing some imaginary fictional stuff around high days. I of course can't find them... so I'm just starting over here... I every so often day dream about my ideal neopagan experience.  I decided to start to record them for... I don't know... a book? a guide to manifestation for the future? Who knows... So what follows here is just that. It is also MINE and I will hold and enforce all applicable copywrite privileges.   The leaves were just beginning to turn. The community had been in the fields for what seemed like days on end, bringing in the harvest.  Those that were not in the fields were in the kitchen, preserving whatever they could for the lean months to come.   The children were grabbing the corn husks and gathering them together fashioning two figures, male and female.   The sun was beginning to set, earlier than the day before, and the people returned to their dwellings for the evening's m...

Not really a dream. More like a daydream.  I was reflecting on the Solstice Vigil I had with friends via Facebook Messenger and Zoom, and then kind of let my mind wander.... The sun was starting to set as the residents of the settlement started to arrive at the common house.  They trudge through snow-strewn paths from their individual dwellings in this eco-village, carrying baskets of food and carrying slow cookers of assorted tasty foods for the feast.   As one walks into the main common area, the counters begin to fill and be arranged by type of food and the course of the meal. Salads over here, sides over there, deserts along the far wall. The timbers and railings along the second floor where the library was were all decorated and festooned with greenery, red and white bows, strands of cranberries and popcorn. A large fir tree had been cut down in the forest and was in the process of being stood up in a stand, with some of the folks judging if it were straight, or...