Circle, courtesy of The Sun Hermit (Tom Corsus)
With Christmas we are thresholding Capricorn – the thresher of the Dweller – for the midwinter Solstice came late this year, on the 23rd. This morning in north Somerset the sky is as eggshell crisp and blue over the hills; the sun rose in fiery gold splendour and the parcels were opened. And the light will begin again to grow.
Painting by Jung in “The Red Book” – Jung’s fabulous Odyssey in the Sun-boat
Mac Macartney’s book “The Children’s Fire” deeply touches me in his un-mapping of Wales. Along the numinous borderland of Druidic Albion, through wet leaves, frosty nights and carefully concealed firelight, refuse was chucked at Mac from cars, but also he met the ageless kindness from strangers. Mac’s odyssey towards pre-Roman Anglesey turns my nose and antlers towards the re-wilding movement. In the tiny pockets where this starts…
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