introductions

[Nimue Brown]

Hello! Welcome aboard. As there are now enough of us for it to make sense starting a conversation, how about a few words of introduction as I'm pretty sure not all of you know each other. Me, I think you do know so we'll skip neatly over that.

 

Dawn, if you are reading this, you subscribed ok, so this is doubling as a test message....

 

Nimue.

[Buzzard]

Hail to the Auroch Grove.

I am Buzzard. I follow a Druid path. I am learning from many sources and I would call myself fragmented at present and by no means would call myself an accomplished Druid.

I love nature, ancient sites, prehistory, my allotment, ale.

I live on a farm which has the benefits of being close to most English wildlife. I have 3 oak trees for neighbours called the 3 witches.

I live with my partner Sarah, dog Woodie and Dobbie the cat.

A very small account of myself as an introduction but a big hello to everyone.

I am very interested in this new venture by Nimue and look forward to being a part of the Auroch Grove as it unfolds.

Buzzard /|\

[mark.rosher]

*waving at all as he trips over the threshold and collapses in a small heap.

Hi folks, I'm bish; Druid heretic, professional grinning fool, local councillor and wandering fettler at The Druid Network.

I'm an inveterate solitary Druid, and yet try very hard indeed to practice my Druidry in the world we inhabit. That practice extends in many directions, from promoting care of our landscape within heavy industry to returning the night sky to places previously lit in hideous sodium orange, from guerrilla tree planting to hosting Druid conventions, from dancing naked on sun-soaked hilltops to code fettling and article writing on the TDN web site. I'm as likely to be walking in the woods as I am hurling myself around the countryside on my Triumph motorcycle, and I find sacred connection within both activities.

I live in the south of Gloucestershire, near Wotton under Edge, nestled between the river Severn and the Cotswold escarpment, with a weary but mostly understanding wife in a multi-faith house with a Green man on the wall, chickens in the garden and school marking pouring out of every room that isn't full of musical instruments. The schoolwork is hers, the instruments mine, but that in no way implies I am at all Bardic.

As far as Druid teaching goes, I've read a lot, listened a lot, and forgot nearly everything. I've tried and mostly failed to take structured training, and tend to let my under-mind take over control of me whenever I do ritual - it's better at stuff like that than I am. I am your chaos member, the jam car in the lineup, the breeze that lifts the skirts... I'll sit on the naughty step from day one.