WyzWmn's World©

From across the land they travel
From coast to coast they come
Over hill and dale
From mountain and sea
Ancient Riders to Gather

Some fly on wings of metal
Some drive in carriages of steel
Some ride on iron steeds
Some travel short distances and many long miles
Ancient Riders To Gather

Small groups converge
Along the way
Celebration begins,travel is easier
When shared with your tribe
Ancient Riders to Gather

Slowly group joins group
And they travel together
Closer and closer
Larger and larger
Ancient Riders to Gather

Where
Do these wizards and witches
These warriors of the road
Go
When Ancient Riders Gather?

To unity, chosen family and tribe
To kindness, caring and love
To be together
With family of the heart
Ancient Riders to Gather

To share round the fire
Deeds of valor,
horns of mead, stories of the road
drum, dance and song, spells and chants
Ancient Riders Gather

this will be my last post from the Fanny Bay Farm

I used to love the drive here

there was a real sense of security and coming home for me

this is where I repaired my relationship with both my father

and my spirit

Dad’s gone now

and there’s a big hole in my life

I’ve had my big ugly cry (more than one in fact)

and I’m sorting through his stuff to see

what I’d like to keep

and what my brother and sister

would like to keep

it’s hard

and it’s final

and it is definitely an end to an era for me

I’m sad

I miss him

it’s one thing to sit down and discuss what needs to be done

it’ is entirely another to actually do it

the drive out here is no longer happy

the safe haven is gone

we’ll see what the future holds.