As we approach a Samhain filled with concern about staying clear of people, it’s worth pondering on the many times our ancestors lived with anxiety.
Whether it was the obvious and terrifying threat of war, invasion and fighting, or the silent and invisible threat of plague and infection, the community held together.
In these Covid chaotic times, we remember our ancestors; those who are no longer in the apparent world. It may be we have conflicting emotions about them, but they brought us to this world, and in this world we seek our Awen. And our community holds together.
No camp this year, and who knows what next. But we are Druid Camp, each of us. Be blessed and deeply appreciated. Know that we honour each other.