Back in Black... and Rainbow too!
Thank you to all your well wishes, nothing like a community who understands the struggle of trying to exist with integrity in an ego materialistic fear run world.
SO ... Rainbow Circle camp is an idea that runs back many an era... it is both very wicked and very funny. The idea is that the camp is entirely donation based, so to cater to all people of all budgets. You don't actually pay to stay wherever the camp is held that year; it's sort of like a little commune. In the morning there's a meeting where you bring all your ideas for the day and the issues of the previous day to the circle, and someone volunteers to cook the dinner for the night for everyone. Workshops run everyday as it is encouraged that everyone has something to give, and so volunteers to teach everyone there. For example, a guy travelling through was a trapeze artist and so did a workshop for everyone on this. There was also one on Tai Chi, bongo drumming, face painting, guitar picking etc etc.
It's an amazing idea, and works, as it brings people together from the most incredible paths, like squatters, or circus performers, or the ordinary joe bloggs.
Needless to say, it was the break I needed from conformity, smack bang in the middle of nowhere, a massive fire always blazing and people interested in working together.
Twas very funny though... sometimes people take themselves too seriously and the element of fun is lost.
Back in Black, and back to the slack. Time away reiterated to me though that the man I was dating, as gorgeous as he is, is sapping my energy. It's hard to connect with someone spot on passionately, and yet miss the boat with understanding and communication. To me, life is hard, but that is why it needs to be honoured and celebrated... I should stop giving my honour to lovely men who would rather wallow in life than embrace it.
HA... I am obviously scribbling this down to concrete it with myself.
Jeanette Winterson, one of my favourite authors, describes this paradox in 'The Passion'-
"Perhaps all romance is like that; not a contract between equal parties but an explosion of dreams and desires that can find no outlet in everyday life. Only a drama will do and while the fireworks last the sky is a different colour."
How to find that balance between passion and peace? A passionate lover normally accompanies passionate, dramatic conflict too. So you either find someone who is passionate, and not very peaceful, or someone who is peaceful but not very passionate. Why do us dreamers so love to live on the edge? When will we find the balance between expressing great passion and excercising great diplomacy?
Pfft.
xxx
Thank you to all your well wishes, nothing like a community who understands the struggle of trying to exist with integrity in an ego materialistic fear run world.
SO ... Rainbow Circle camp is an idea that runs back many an era... it is both very wicked and very funny. The idea is that the camp is entirely donation based, so to cater to all people of all budgets. You don't actually pay to stay wherever the camp is held that year; it's sort of like a little commune. In the morning there's a meeting where you bring all your ideas for the day and the issues of the previous day to the circle, and someone volunteers to cook the dinner for the night for everyone. Workshops run everyday as it is encouraged that everyone has something to give, and so volunteers to teach everyone there. For example, a guy travelling through was a trapeze artist and so did a workshop for everyone on this. There was also one on Tai Chi, bongo drumming, face painting, guitar picking etc etc.
It's an amazing idea, and works, as it brings people together from the most incredible paths, like squatters, or circus performers, or the ordinary joe bloggs.
Needless to say, it was the break I needed from conformity, smack bang in the middle of nowhere, a massive fire always blazing and people interested in working together.
Twas very funny though... sometimes people take themselves too seriously and the element of fun is lost.
Back in Black, and back to the slack. Time away reiterated to me though that the man I was dating, as gorgeous as he is, is sapping my energy. It's hard to connect with someone spot on passionately, and yet miss the boat with understanding and communication. To me, life is hard, but that is why it needs to be honoured and celebrated... I should stop giving my honour to lovely men who would rather wallow in life than embrace it.
HA... I am obviously scribbling this down to concrete it with myself.
Jeanette Winterson, one of my favourite authors, describes this paradox in 'The Passion'-
"Perhaps all romance is like that; not a contract between equal parties but an explosion of dreams and desires that can find no outlet in everyday life. Only a drama will do and while the fireworks last the sky is a different colour."
How to find that balance between passion and peace? A passionate lover normally accompanies passionate, dramatic conflict too. So you either find someone who is passionate, and not very peaceful, or someone who is peaceful but not very passionate. Why do us dreamers so love to live on the edge? When will we find the balance between expressing great passion and excercising great diplomacy?
Pfft.
xxx
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There's a few things like this here and there if you know where to look. Rainbow Camp is uite unique in that it is a bit more orderly than others; they kick off any batty twatties that disrespect anyone or the concept they are trying to create. The next one is in April for Beltane, that is meant to be incredible.
Men/ women/ people... how we connect and is a complex pot of porridge!
Love that Monkey.
xxx