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Faery Festival @ Spoutwood – 2012

What has begome an annual tradition, we attended the Spoutwood Farm Faerie Festival, with soem friends of ours, and really enjoyed ourselves.  The weather was gorgeous, the vendors were awesome, and the Mountain Tribe Rocked!

Before going, my son (the sprogling, to many readers here) made sure to tell all his friends that he would be donning his armor, and heading off to Protect the Beautiful Fairy Princess that weekend.   Here’s a great picture of the leader of the Mountain Tribe, calling on the spirits of her direction (with the beautiful Princess in white with orange face-swirls beside her).

He also made sure we brought “his drum” to the festival and carried it so that he could participate in the drum circle, and have a little video of it here.   Kinda bad quality as it is two short clips mooshed together, but I’m slowly learning the camera movie functions.  He drummed for a good half hour, and was rather intent towards the end.  Really getting into the energy of the thing, rather than “just making noise”.  My wife, Anne, and I seemed to have similar visions of him in his teens, at festivals, drumming all night, and surrounded by a throng of cute adoring fans.  (*oh my)

All together, a great weekend, and I can’t wait until next year!


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My new hat

It rocks.

That is all.

Purchased thorough the following Merchant:

Thank you, thank you, thank you to my lovely friend Nettle, for the loaning of cash since the merchant could not accept plastic.   Almost settled the tab, but it was worth the temporary debt!

My new hat from FaerieCon
My new hat from FaerieCon
My new hat from FaerieCon

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Hot Coals and Horses

Quick blog post as there’s lots swirling in my head that needs to filter down, but for now, I wanted to post and get in the habit of posting regularly here again…

This past weekend has been interesting, and rather tiring, but all in a good way.

Saturday, I drove to Rochester for another fire-walk, which was a smaller group than the one at my own house, but was nice. More intimate, and seemed to connect better with each person, probably due to the smaller numbers.
The fire was great, and I was chuckling with the hostess about how the coals seemed “colder” as they glowed under our feet. This of course was most likely due to my own energies being much higher.

Before the walk, I also bent a 6ft length of 1/2 inch Rebar (steel rod). Similar to this video. It was absolutely scary, but so inspiring after I had done it. Truly a sense of “you can do anything if you put your mind to it.” I can simply not put into the proper words right now how frightening it was to look down the length of cold metal sticking in my throat… and again how absolutely Amazing it felt when it bent and I hugged David (the man on the other end of the rebar).

Since I was not distracted by playing host, like I had been when the walk was on my property, I was able to let go a little more, and really focus on the fire, our Intentions, and all that. Thus, the coals seemed not hot at all.

At one point, I even made an effort to walk immediately after they were re-raked, along a little trail of piled extra-glowing coals. Never felt a spot of heat, no “kisses” from the coals, and quite amazingly un-phased other than the heat revving up my Joy even further. I was In The Zone, and it felt wonderful.

After the walk, I got to spin my fire-poi a bit, with hand-drumming accompaniment, which was AWESOME! I’m finding that spinning really is a moving meditation, if I get my mind in the groove for it. Similar to drumming all night around a bonfire. It’s Prayer-on-fire. AWoo!

Pretty serious intense work, that stuff though. I was wiped out afterwards and was a tough 3-hour drive home afterwards. Whereas drummnig all night is energizing, Firewalking seems to be really “Transformative Work”, instead of “Sacred Play”. They both have their benefits, but it’s kinda neat to notice the differences and shifted focus required for each activity

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As for the horses portion of the title, Sunday, after the firewalk, we stopped by to visit a nearby stable.

One of the people I know at work had mentioned to me late last week that she had a horse which needed a good home. She was well kept, and very trained, but the price of the stable had gone up, winter was coming (so more $$ for grain, etc), and she had not had time to even visit her Equine much in the past few months due to other family priorities. She knew my wife had horses on our property, and since auctions would just sell off her horse to the highest bidder, she’d rather ask around for a local place to visit and know the horse would be loved.

I, myself, am still really nervous around horses. I can feed them, and brush them, and such, but the thought of actually riding them makes me nervous and tense. Still, learning to ride a horse was something on my “bucket list” when I met my wife, which sadly is still on my list. So I offered to go meet “Jackie”.

When we arrived, she was saddled up, and My wife put the horse through the paces, trotting, running, steering around the open field, and such. Then she asked me to hop on and walk around a bit.

Surprisingly, I learned really quickly that this horse would listen to me. (I’ve never ridden a REALLY trained horse, which may contribute to my fears.) I’d drift the reigns to one side, and the horse turned to that side. No “yanking their head around” needed, like our still-in-training horses. Wow!

I’d touch my heel to her side, and the horse began to trot. I’d say “Woah” and without even pulling back, she’d slow to a walk. double-wow! (At this point, I’m sure you folks who know horses are jsut shaking your head with a smile, laughing at how silly it sounds to hear a trained riding horse actually follows instructions, but it was new to ME.)

Long story short, I actually kicked her into a fast lope. That scared me, so it didn’t last long.

However, the surprising thing, and main reason why we are taking this horse home with us soon, is that the fear I had moving fast was not directed at the Horse. All my past fears were concern that this wild animal I’m sitting on was going to hurt me, even accidentally. With Jackie, I wasn’t afraid of her at all. I was worried that my untrained riding skills would make me fall or lose my balance, but it was totally directed inward, rather than externally.

For a few second there, in the middle of “EEEK! I’m gonna fall off!” was a grinning Joy. I was riding! Same joy I felt after walking coals unscathed. This was awesome!

Click the little thumbnails for larger pictures!

…So now I’ll be learning to ride a horse properly. Firewalking really does Transform the walker.

SEA / AHO! ❤

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Happy Birthday to the kid!

The kid turned seven today! Sadly, we’ve all been fighting the plague for the last (literally) two weeks and it’s just not leaving us alone, but it’s better, with a drawn-out sniffly blah lately, but functional waking at least. I wanted to do a bit more “coming of age” type stuff, but that may wait until Halloween party and such to mark the age-growing better with a bonfire and such.

However, I’m not here to rant about our health. I’m here to share the fun that was his birthday breakfast and gifts, because I’m feeling like a Proud Papa today.

He got three gifts, two of which were a surprise, one was specifically asked for. The fun part was that he had to follow a trail of clues around the house to get all three gifts.

  • A Kung Zhu hamster, Thorn, from the Skull Tribe of ninja warriors…
  • A foam “battle staff” suitable for frequent trampoline battles with me, and his friends. (He’s actually been practicing staff-combat with a length of PVP pipe and gotten surprisingly smooth and fluid! I sense great things here for martial artistry…
  • A pre-owned copy of Cooking Mama: world kitchen, for the Wii, because he loves to help cook.

The clues read as follows:

At your birthday breakfast, you are reading this note,
To start on a scavenger hunt that is fun.
So first you should go read the next clue I wrote,
on the cage of the six baby buns!

The bunnies are cute, the bunnys are furry,
The bunnies need water to drink.
So I would go downstairs in a hurry,
and look in the kitchen _____!

You’ve probably noticed the staff that bends air
which is not the only surprise for you.
So I’d go look in front or under the green chair
for the next scavenger clue.

The bunks beds that have a few Mjollnir toys hanging
are the next stop on your quest.
But watch your head, do it’s not banging,
on the bottom of where you rest.

Where we eat is a table, that is made of wood,
Which your puppy likes to also eat under.
So the next clue should be there, so look real good,
Where could it be, I wonder???

When done playing outside, and covered in dirt,
you need to get clean and scrub.
Before you can eat dinner, and then a dessert,
So you should wash up in the ______.

You found this clue now, so you really are smart!
One more step to the final gift from Dad.
Old paint is where you should look to start,
you will love it and not be sad.

There are a few things that may not make sense to readers not familair with our house layout and contents, but he got each clue right away and was grinning from ear to ear by the tiem he was on hte last clue, before the actual wrapped gift itself was found.

Guess it was a pretty nice start to a birthday. ❤


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