The Circle of Fire
After returning to the mainland, I wander up and down the western coastline, following the trail of something I cannot quite identify, yet draws me forward with irresistible gravity. I am deeply feeling the energy of the phoenix, the fiery bird of rebirth, appearing for in textures and sensations as I travel the shores. While driving, I am led to a ‘Kinko’s’, which occurs for me in the subtle planes as a pulsing field of information and light. There, I check on something called’ Witchvox’, a social site of pagan and magickal crafters. It is an odd occurrence, for I have never before checked this site, yet now I feel a tug, a calling to do so.
I am led to an event called ‘Firedance’ which, coming from my experience of firebending on the island of Kauai, I assume will be a collection of spinners and dancers working with this beautiful element.
It turns out to be far more than that, a mystical confluence held in the high mountains of what on the Surface plane is called ‘Santa Cruz’.
(more to come. This story is still in progress)