longer Beltane update
May. 1st, 2006 09:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivendellroseOkay, now that I'm fully awake, here's the more complete holiday update. ;)
(I sound so mean when I say that there were hippies, don't I? Especially since I'm more or less a hippy, myself. But honestly, it's a rare and particularly over-chatty woman who manages to make me feel as awkwardly cheery in the smile-and-nod way as the usual drunken flirt at a bar or bus-stop. No, crazy-lady, I rather suspect that our meeting was not for any particular cosmic reason, but simply that you can't keep your mouth shut and seem to have the sticking power of a barnacle once you've attached yourself to someone. I will take your multi-colored flowery 'Reiki Master' business card to make you shut up, and then make cheery excuses about needing to talk to my friend. Please get away from me. Thank you.)
Really, though, everyone seemed very nice, and the dancing was wonderful. I missed the first set, as I caught the 6:15 bus instead of the intended 5:49 (our kitchen clock, it turns out, was at least two minutes slow - during the waiting time, I fixed it), which got me there on time but not quite early enough that I was able to find the group right away. Instead, I took the curvy trail up to the top of the hill to look at the sunrise, then saw the dancing from there and trailed my way over to the right spot. The sun even graced us with its presence for a good portion of the performance, which was lucky considering that's pretty much what morris dancing is all about. ;)
Even before I got there, I had already decided that this was the best possible way to spend Beltane morning - the sun was juuuust starting to lighten up the clouds, the air was cool and damp, and everything looked so very green. The lilacs and grass and clover all smelled so rich. So adding dancing and costumes and music and laughter on top of that, as well as a bunch of other people enjoying the same excitement, was just plain amazing, especially when the sun broke through the clouds and caught the dancers and audience in a golden glow.
After the dancing was done (including the 'drag in the audience!' bit, which was awkward for me with my ginormous Backpack of Doom), I talked with my friend's wife for a bit about her team, agreed that my starting in the summer sounded like it would work out perfectly (right now they're busy getting ready for Folklife, and being as how I'm busy with classes... that works out perfectly), then headed back up to catch the bus to campus. Unfortunately, between that and the five-minute wait for the bus, by the time I actually got to campus I was already feeling a bit sleepy again... but oh well.
Beltane is one of those holidays that I've always loved in principle but had little to do with in my actual practice - Samhain and Imbolc have always been my times of active participation, more than any other holidays. I'm happy with the change.
(I sound so mean when I say that there were hippies, don't I? Especially since I'm more or less a hippy, myself. But honestly, it's a rare and particularly over-chatty woman who manages to make me feel as awkwardly cheery in the smile-and-nod way as the usual drunken flirt at a bar or bus-stop. No, crazy-lady, I rather suspect that our meeting was not for any particular cosmic reason, but simply that you can't keep your mouth shut and seem to have the sticking power of a barnacle once you've attached yourself to someone. I will take your multi-colored flowery 'Reiki Master' business card to make you shut up, and then make cheery excuses about needing to talk to my friend. Please get away from me. Thank you.)
Really, though, everyone seemed very nice, and the dancing was wonderful. I missed the first set, as I caught the 6:15 bus instead of the intended 5:49 (our kitchen clock, it turns out, was at least two minutes slow - during the waiting time, I fixed it), which got me there on time but not quite early enough that I was able to find the group right away. Instead, I took the curvy trail up to the top of the hill to look at the sunrise, then saw the dancing from there and trailed my way over to the right spot. The sun even graced us with its presence for a good portion of the performance, which was lucky considering that's pretty much what morris dancing is all about. ;)
Even before I got there, I had already decided that this was the best possible way to spend Beltane morning - the sun was juuuust starting to lighten up the clouds, the air was cool and damp, and everything looked so very green. The lilacs and grass and clover all smelled so rich. So adding dancing and costumes and music and laughter on top of that, as well as a bunch of other people enjoying the same excitement, was just plain amazing, especially when the sun broke through the clouds and caught the dancers and audience in a golden glow.
After the dancing was done (including the 'drag in the audience!' bit, which was awkward for me with my ginormous Backpack of Doom), I talked with my friend's wife for a bit about her team, agreed that my starting in the summer sounded like it would work out perfectly (right now they're busy getting ready for Folklife, and being as how I'm busy with classes... that works out perfectly), then headed back up to catch the bus to campus. Unfortunately, between that and the five-minute wait for the bus, by the time I actually got to campus I was already feeling a bit sleepy again... but oh well.
Beltane is one of those holidays that I've always loved in principle but had little to do with in my actual practice - Samhain and Imbolc have always been my times of active participation, more than any other holidays. I'm happy with the change.
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Date: 2006-05-01 04:43 pm (UTC)I adore Beltane and Samhain, they just signify so much.
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Date: 2006-05-01 09:15 pm (UTC)Happy Beltane.
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Date: 2006-05-01 10:17 pm (UTC)You say hippy like it's a bad thing. ;D
What kind of a team are joining? I presume it's dancing, since that seems to be what Ethan and his wife do?
I'm glad your morning was so special!
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Date: 2006-05-01 10:56 pm (UTC)Hey, I clarified - it wasn't that she was a hippy, it was that she was a crazy, clingy hippy who wouldn't leave me alone and seemed to think there was some 'cosmic significance' to our meeting at the event. Please, lady: it's no less creepy a line just 'cause you're a) female and b) probably just too spastic to realize it sounds like you're coming on to me. And if she was coming on to me... geeaagh. Soooo not my type.
Anyway. It's the Morris dancing (I can't seem to decide whether that's supposed to be capitalized or not) team that Ethan's wife is in. They look pretty cool, and I guess they're always looking for new girls to join.