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beltane
November 2009 
Love, Laughter & Lilacs
Posted on May 2nd, 2009
by 
Dryad
Dryad
There is a bright half-moon floating up above the mountain this morning. It is listing low in the rich, black velvet sea where it sails. It dances smoothly over the myriad of tiny holes that have been snipped in the fabric of night which covers the sky. Through those little snippets the sharp, sweet light of eternity keeps piercing into the deep darkness below. It looks as though, once again, one day has melted into another. That keeps happening with astounding regularity. Again and again, the sun drifts down behind the mountains to do whatever it is that he does over there and the perfect half of Lady Moon embarks again, a craft with no sail bobbing in a sea of sweet salt stars. I am a day late for Beltane greetings; yesterday was a round, soft, full grey day. I walked in the park, empty of tourists and joggers. It was just me, pillows of pearl colored mist, sixty five million shades of green and the ghost of William Shakespeare. We figured some things out. I hope he remembers, because I don’t.
I walked in the park for nearly two hours, got a little damp, but it was utterly worth it. Do you know, in some ways, a pink dogwood tree in full blossom ought to be against the law? Lithia Park is full of them. Heart broken by pink dogwoods in bloom. Only the strong survive.
At our house Beltane and May Day mean lilacs. Unbelievably, it has been more than ten years since both little girls were here delivering more than 60 bundles of flowers all over town. The last couple of years of the adventure they couldn’t get them all done before sunrise and were lucky to be done in time to go to school. It’s been a cold spring and the lilacs are sparse and skimpy this year. Maybe they are just hesitant and being over cautious. I suspect one good day of sun might bring them all out. The lilacs in my memory, however, are prolific and rich. I can see them just as clearly as I see the little girls who gifted them so joyously to the world.
Joyous Beltane all . . .
Love, Laughter and Lilacs . . .
Edwina
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Thanks for the rich tapestry of the beauty of nature in your delicious words.
Much Love, Gobs of Laughter & Blessed IS,
Jeremias
It was delightful to take a poetic walk with you through your rich world of beauty.
Hugs.
Lilacs get more dear to me with every passing year and i still have beltane ribbons in my hair (if there's no maypole to be danced, be the maypole!) xo
Edwina, Dryad, Light Dancing, Joy Giving & Love Sharing!
Thank you for enchanting us over and over again with your rich imagination, lively expressiveness & creative playfulness. What a blessing in the open you are, a lilac about to bloom & send smiles all around. (In my country a similar holiday exists on May 24th btw, where bouquets of lilacs are given to all teachers & mentors in a joint celebration of spring, education and wisdom…
Sending you waves of smiles, breezes of laughter & songs of Lilac Joy! Stay creative, curious and playful as you do/are,
D a r i n a :)
Thank you so much my dear friends. You can’t imagine how much your kind words mean to me. I feel a little bit like that feeling you get after a long illness when you feel hollow and the light is very bright as you realize that it is a new day and you are feeling well. Thank you Jeremiah, who taught me the magic of “Blessed Is.” Alluvja, I have saved your lovely words in the place where I put stars so I can come back and taste the star dust. Corrina! I also have those Beltane Ribbons hanging down my back, the flowers still scattered in my hair. I LOVE “if there's no maypole to be danced, be the maypole!” THAT is a sentiment to tip your hat to! Darina, I am amazed at how you can always bring a smile and a feeling of … well, you know what it is! Joy! Just with your words. I would like to know more about that May 24th Holiday. A Celebration that incorporates spring, education and wisdom sounds like my kind of Holiday. Plus, I just love to collect new holidays!
Thank you all - Blessings and pink dogwood blossoms which have come in the wake of the lilacs.
What a lovely buzz I get when ever I read your words and the comments.
May 24th is my Birthday, now I know something I didn't know before.
Thanks Starlights, Lilac Lovefest.
Happy Birthday Month! I think there is too much great-goodness of you to be whittled down to just one day. The Lilac's at Lilac Lovefest are stupendous, I can almost smell them. I have always loved May, it is a fine month to have a birthday. That song from “Camelot” … Tra La, It's May!
Oh my goodness! Technology is a riot! I can't find the May Song from Camelot at You Tube on my Computer. While it was thinking about it and looking around, I found it and listened to it on my telephone. The phone doesn't give you the URL so I can't pass it on … and my pc is still searching … Bizarre.
Anyway, it's a great song and a lovely month to be born amid the flowers! Happy BD Early!
Dearest; My lilacs grow intertwined with a huge wisteria bush right outside the bedroom window…….lately it has been warm enough to leave the bedroom window open……the smell of lilacs mixed with wisteria is almost to sweet to bear…….and on those nights of gentle breezes the smell is overpowering all night long……..the windchimes play a floaty tune, to the light of the moon and the smell of the lilacs entertwined with the wisteria…..next year maybe I will plant some star jasmine just to add to the creation……Just to drive me even further out of my mind with ecstasy…I figure why not make it as good as it could ever be?….Sending you mucho amore and thoughts of healing Joy. eveningstar