May the blessed time of Beltane
Inflame the soul of all beings
From the depths to the heights
From the heights to be depths,
Do you remember games you played when you were a child? I looked forward to recess so much that I couldn’t sit still for those awful last ten minutes in class, wriggling in my seat and going mad with anticipation. The need to run and jump, getting every muscle into motion, made me feel like I was going to explode.