I expected it to be little more than having a nice bonfire. We all like bonfires, don’t we, and I’ve had a close relationship with fire all my life. It turned out to be much, much more than that.
Never have I felt such a sense of communion with the essence of nature. Never have I been so enthralled by the close proximity of its abundance: the massive sycamore trees that seemed to be watching me, the burgeoning growth in the garden, the breeze that was fanning the flames, the birds and animals, and the feeling that I was far from being alone out there. Never have I felt such a sense of gratitude that all these physical and metaphysical outcrops of nature’s connectedness had accepted me into their company. Believe me, I have never felt that before. And how long is it since I understood the definition of celebration? I don’t remember, but I understood it tonight as I sensed I was bringing something real and meaningful back to my little piece of earth. Avalon revealed at last.
This is all true. Tell me I’m losing the plot if you want to. As far as I’m concerned, something very remarkable happened tonight.