An Enchanted Place

the tribe gathers to the

sound of beating drums

wild energy rising higher as

equinox blessings dance

upon twilight air currents

and restless hearts balance

upon the turning wheel

standing poised in readiness

as they await the approaching

darkness and the secrets

held within the ancient tales of

the crone heard whispered

whilst wreathed in woodsmoke

I spent last weekend at Equinox Festival, a hippy festival situated in the hollowed out hill of a former quarry at Chalk Farm in the Lincolnshire Wolds, that takes place every year on the nearest weekend to the Autumn Equinox. This was my second time at Equinox, though I also attended several times at the old site near Tattershall, back when it was still called Alchemy. It tends to be one of the highlights of my year. There’s a wonderful sense of community, with the same groups of people visiting year after year. It doesn’t matter what you look like or what walk of life you come from. All that matters is that you embrace the laid back atmosphere and focus on having fun. They call it ‘the gathering of the tribe’, and it definitely feels like that.

Here are a few more pictures from the weekend: