I had just opened up FaceBook and begun to meander through the new postings when I was brought to a halt by a set of photographs. It was a Wodening at Cara Brae (Did I get the name right?) some years ago. Now I feel the presences all around me. That very dynamic evocative shamaness who conducted the ceremony so brilliantly. The TV team who did their job so well there was no intrusion from their world into ours. The guardians of the Four Quarters. The priest who spoke the words. The couple who joined hands. Everlastingly.
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