Let the Wind Blow
Standing under a blue sky yesterday, watching two buzzards circle and dance above the woods, I couldn't believe the wind had stopped. I don't remember being so battered by continuous winds, speeds up to 80 mph - storm Dudley, Eunice and now Franklin. Where do they get these names from? Yes, one day's respite from the wind with a river much faster and fuller, but luckily no trees down here. In the 1980's we sang a song about wind in our Osho music celebrations. One of the many devotional songs with dancing. This one went: Let the wind blow / take it all easy / Let the wind blow / we're still alive......... Now was a chance to really experience this in our exposed house on the edge of the Preseli hills. I hate strong wind. It's the nights I can't stand, the howling sounds, wooden house creaking, body feeling bombarded. I get edgy and this time sleepless and jangled. Still, I haven't got kids to educate at ...