Driving rain, a battering ram of a wind, red mud, sodden sheep and the common waiting balefully for someone to park on it to swallow them up – I feared the weather would keep people away from the Dancing Floor Supporters’ Solstice Gathering. But no, they came from Manchester, London, Llangollen, KIngton, Brecon and Hay (Jo biked from Hay)…
…they took their boots and wellies off, hung their dripping coats up and got stuck in. There was poetry, declamation, stories (mainly in English but little bit of Welsh) plus the chance to try out a bit of the secret dance from The Dancing Floor film.
BTW the cup which you see Clarissa holding in the second shot of the clip was given us by the late Cindy Davies in Orkney in 1998, when all this started. To find out more you need to read my book Becoming the Enchanter which tells about what happened on that fateful trip.
For me the solstice is a time to rest, play and immerse yourself in stories and music, to drop all your usual preoccupations and sink into the soft dark. So that’s what I have been doing, helped by a spasming back (triggered by a virus) which meant I had to lie immobile on the sofa all of one day watching the wonderful Transparent on VoD.
Wishing you all should find the riches of the dark time and looking forward to the new phase of the Dancing Floor film campaign in 2016.