I will be heading there on Friday if any one person would like a lift…will need to bring all your own stuff…as I will be sleeping in the van. Can get a tent and some cooking gear but that is all. You will need very warm clothing and bedding.
Has anyone heard whether Ron is going?
we all went out on a lantern walk and danced in circles with sparklers…it was such a buzz being out on the land, under the stars as the moon rose in all its glory from behind the hill. better stop now, or a poem will come pouring out and I will never get the newsletter finished…. 😆
we spent a few days at the beautiful oasis at coward springs and did a day trip to coober pedy for a pizza before setting up camp at alberie creek. 🙂 it was an eclectic little crew at earthdream, we were behind the cameras so you can see some of it when we cut the footage. the mighty demon didn’t want to burn straight away, spewing out toxins for a while, spitting flames, standing there beligerently with a fiery phallus… what you might expect from a demon on his last legs but eventually he came crashing down face first in an inferno. phew. the demon has been purged for another year! robin’s coloured pyro installation at dawn ushered up the sun’s journey back toward summer – hurrah! our weekend was particularly charged because genie split when the first fireworks went off before we could put a lead on him. we had seen dingos very close by the day before and there were wedgies around so by the second day we were feeling pretty heavy hearted. 😥 later that day when reg dodd realised we were still looking he trekked out and followed genie’s tracks 5kms across the plains toward the hill – by which time he had still been running full speed. it was incredible to watch reg in the zone, noting little stones upturned, twigs broken, every now and then a paw print. we finally reached a point where he appears to have calmed down and was plodding along. the next track reg noticed was done in the morning, before the frost had left its mark over the dust… he predicted that genie would have begun to turn around and move in cautiously through the creek bed. it was very encouraging. the sun was setting so we had to head back to camp and resume tracking the next day if genie hadn’t come back. he didn’t return on the second evening but we had a sense of him being close by. the doof was still blaring but either the generators or the dancers ran out of puff during the night and the camp was quiet for the first time… so just before dawn we had our little friend stagger into the tent and collapse. in fact he pretty much passed out for the next 24 hours. he came out of his hero’s journey looking very skinny with a claw mark on the head, some swollen muscles and some sore feet. all a bit much for a puppy! he reckons he’s earned his stripes of independence but we found him cuddling his teddy this morning.
oh….and we wrote all the things we wanted to be rid of in our lives we could think of, onto a piece of paper. We then took a strip each and placed it in the fire to send it to ‘heaven’ to dealing with…just like the burning man…eh!!! strangely…mine just smoked and didn’t seem to want to burst into flame…wonder what that is about? 🙄
aren’t these crystal children marvellous….such wisdom and peaceful and knowing…..I just love being in their presence. It is calming for me and reassuring as the colours reach out and touch in little explosions of brilliance.