Potential

Summer Solstice, 

the standing still of the sun
after expansion
before contraction
uncomfortable uncertainty
emptiness
chaos
potential

anything can happen
in the heat of the longest day
in my dance with our fiery star

nothing could happen
my dreams,
plans,
creativity,
I
would not exist
without the sun

illusions of solitary stardom dissolve

I console myself with my solar soul mate

anything
more than I could ever dream on my own
is possible

Life is getting more and more surreal :) I am now watching this clip of a talk that I was in the front row of the audience for. I was still shell shocked from seeing myself on the big screen so I did not contribute from the floor as it were but I wish there had been more time to hear more from the contributers...

And here is the link to the bbciplayer where you can watch the film again:http://www.bbc.co.uk/i/p00kqz5p/

Britain In A Day - an aftermath

SLOW DANCE by Bríd Wyldearth 2006 slow down, slow down, slow down, and listen, really listen to the land lie down on her soft belly and feel her breathe she is a wild old woman who will not be rushed and if we can slow down and listen long enough we might also gain the courage not to rush the courage to dance with her our hearts beating time with the timeless heart of this wise old woman who will not be rushed we might hear the secrets that she holds the thousand daily miracles that she unfolds in every cell of her magnificent body slow down, slow down, slow down, and listen, really listen to the land In my effort to upload my footage to youtube in order to take part in Britain In a Day, I did find I had uploaded this, my first ever clip. Youtube had told me I had been unsuccessful and so I eventually submitted my footage by dvds and snail mail. However, now that I have watched Britain In A Day for a second time, this time on the small screen for which it was originally intended, and because at least three of my friends have said that they wished the editor and director had included more of me, I am attempting to embed the video in this blog along with the version of my poem Slow Dance that I use in the clip by way of subtitles. This is how I started Saturday 12 November 2011. I am faerie sound dreaming, channeling the voices and song of our pre historic faerie ancestors. My dear friend and musician Elf pointed this out to me last night after she had watched the film. She insists that I am not, as I have been told, singing out of tune. She says I am singing in quarter or inter tones. Sounds and intervals that sound foreign to ears more used to western and classical music. Ever since, in 1999, the original words to Slow Dance were given to me, I have been slowing down and listening to the land and her sacred places and now I am singing with her too. In my next blog I will show some of the journey we made via sacred places on our way to watch the premier of Britain In A Day in London. - see previous post. Meanwhile, I can understand why the director did not use this clip in his film, which was for the most part fast paced and city based. He did however use the clip where I said that I knew that I, like every being on the planet, am unique. I feel that that statement encompassed a through theme of the film and I also think that the film asks us to listen to Britain in all her multi faceted eccentricity. Being part of the film has helped me to accept my eccentric Britishness which is a healing effect that I never expected when I first sat down at my webcam at midnight on November 12 2011