Tag Archives: druid

Brides Snowdrops

Posted on March 11, 2017 by greenmackenzie

Walk with me through the bare woods as winter retreats into the earth. As the frost seeps away into the deep earth, the ground beneath our feet is warming, and stirring with new life. Let’s linger a while in this … Continue reading →

Posted in Celtic, mythology, nature photo | Tagged bride, druid, flowers, magic, nature, photography, Scottish Goddess, snowdrops, spring, woodland | 29 Comments

Early Summer Kisses

Posted on May 9, 2016 by greenmackenzie

Summer has opened her long light filled arms wide, and she was spilling soft kisses all along the West coast of the British Isles yesterday evening. Not a whisper of a breeze stirred the air, and the birds sang … Continue reading →

Posted in Celtic, mindfulness, nature photo | Tagged druid, Highlands, landscape, magic, mindfulness, nature, photography, scotland, seascape, summer, travel | 30 Comments

The Stillness of the Lichen Woods

Posted on April 17, 2016 by greenmackenzie

We walked the other day, between ancient trees, draped in fine clothes of moss and lichen. The air was as pure in the mouth as spring water, and the sounds of the outside world were muffled and absorbed by … Continue reading →

Posted in elemental, mindfulness, nature photo | Tagged Atlantic Hazelwoods, biology, Celtic Rainforest, druid, lichen, mindfulness, nature, photography, scotland, trees, woodland | 58 Comments

Dance of Light

Posted on March 23, 2016 by greenmackenzie

The air all around us is filled with dancing patterns of energy, drunk in greedily by our bodily senses, searching for clues about the world. Each one of our senses is tuned to receive different waves of energy from … Continue reading →

Posted in elemental, spiritual, weekly photo challenge | Tagged dance, druid, earth, flowers, life, light, magic, nature, photography, postaday, shadows, spiritual | 69 Comments

Dance of Life

Posted on March 19, 2016 by greenmackenzie

All around and within us each day, the dance of life continues in its eternal movement and exchange. Life itself is movement and exchange, and from the smallest atoms within our cells, to the burning fires of the sun … Continue reading →

Posted in elemental, mindfulness, weekly photo challenge | Tagged change, dance, druid, earth, energy, life, mindfulness, nature, postaday, science | 93 Comments

Dream Pool

Posted on March 16, 2016 by greenmackenzie

Winters clouds part ways Lake maidens sparkling dream pools Split open our souls

Posted in nature photo, poem, spiritual | Tagged beauty, druid, Haiku, lake, landscape, nature, photography, poetry, spring, water | 37 Comments

Snowdrop Parade

Posted on March 9, 2016 by greenmackenzie

White virginal light Held aloft in petal lamps New life from old bones

Posted in green walks, nature photo, poem | Tagged druid, flowers, Haiku, nature, photography, poetry, snowdrops, spring, verse | 45 Comments

Ice Heart

Posted on February 10, 2016 by greenmackenzie

Mountain heart of ice Casts her cold dead spell tightly Unwoven by Spring A cairn field high above Loch Garry, marking the passage of the thousands who visit the Scottish Highlands each year, travelling through the Cairngorms on this … Continue reading →

Posted in ancient sites, mythology, poem | Tagged cairns, Cetic, druid, Haiku, magic, mountains, myth, poetry, scotland, snow, travel | 46 Comments

Brides Snowdrops

Posted on February 4, 2016 by greenmackenzie

Brides white followers Rising caped from frozen earth Melting hearts and soil Bride is the Scottish Goddess of Sunlight, Spring and Summer, and she emerges from winters frozen earth on Februaury 2nd, known as Latha Feill Brighde in Gaelic … Continue reading →

Posted in Celtic, elemental, poem, Uncategorized | Tagged bride, Brighde, Celtic, druid, festivals, Haiku, Imbolc, poetry, scotland, snowdrops | 46 Comments

Wood Spirits

Posted on October 9, 2014 by greenmackenzie

Deep in the woods, the air is still and hung with mist. The light travels through shadows, leaning in long slow lines, and blushing through the folding ferns. Spirits hover almost unseen, at the very edges of vision, gone as … Continue reading →