LIGHTING FIRES, in our Soul and on the Earth

I gathered a few small twigs told her they needed to be matchstick thin and not off the ground but from up in the branches. We found some dried sticky weed which made a perfect nest. A pile of straw like sticks kindly brought downstream by the river water. Poplar fluff caught on branches. Cotton wool. Charcloth. Thistledown. A fire striker, dragon's sneezes.....

All these things I have taught again and again, when I was setting up and running 'Firelight' Forest School (@firelighteducation) and now with adults as part of HEARTHLIGHT, each of whom has a different way of learning.....

Such a joy. Such a joy to light a spark in a soul who is sad and a little lost.....To see her laugh and smile with delight when the spark catches the tinder. And again when her breath encourages that tender spark, that tender fire bird in her little nest, to burst into flame.I have lit fires throughout the winter months every day for the past 20 odd years and I am still learning from him, from brother fire.....always there to teach me humility and to light my inner spark when my own light dims a little. To entertain me on cold nights and to invite the salamanders, those delightful fire sprites to fill me with inspiration.

Fires, lit on the Earth, with the Air of our breath and the river Water running by.....there is more healing in this simple ritual than I can write about.

The mystery is strong and deep.

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