Return, Return, Return

The gates opened in Central Florida once again.

As the veils parted, we were led by a dragon of enormous proportions through miles and miles of unspoiled woods, finally resting in a place with hills and a sacred space of esotheric magnificence.
At once the memories took hold, on this most appropriate sabbat,
and Kiron rode in on his steed to take part in the feast and bless us in spirit.
 
 

FlameDancer Circle has dynamically changed, as She has touched us with love
and caused us to embrace a new reality.
This is the rebirth we celebrated this night.
How blessed we were that our brothers and sisters
chose to share this forest with us and welcome us into their celebration!
 
 
 

Surrounded by Gaia in her most decadent form for an eternity,
we merged with Hecate and Brigid, Persephone and Hades.
Dragons of protection and archangels surrounded us, sharing the woods and the feast.
We invoked the guardians and those that followed with reverence and joy.
The option of coming home for a visit was met with merriment and welcome,
yet sadness for our loss of their presence on this plane.
A special dedication was made to Doreen, queen of all witches,
immortalized in her writings and probably remembered in every circle gathering
in the universe on this night.
 
 
 

I dedicate this page to you, Doreen Valiente
 
 
 

Eery chanting in a thousand dialects gave this eclectic circle a sense of being
in all places at all times, between the worlds
and beyond that which is spoken in mother tongues.
Perhaps we did not know the mundane meaning of the words,
but we understood that which we needed to comprehend.
 

A resolution to collectively work for global peace was met
with excitement and plans for a kinder and more loving millenium.
As the energy spread and the magnitude of this undertaking took form,
I asked my famous question, "Why can't the whole world be Wiccan?"
 
 

I am a dancer of dreams...