Usually by now the element of fire is making itself known as spring edges ever closer to summer, but with continuing cool winds we are still very much much in the hands of air. For me, being very much a lover of the air element, this is fine, but I know many are anxious for a touch of fire to warm the lengthening days.
Mrs Darley however gave me an appreciation of air at a barbeque we attended together one summer's evening, following the telling of a legend as to why jasmine only releases its perfume at night.
'What a sad yet beautiful story,' I said.
'Out of sadness a moment of beauty is eventually born,' she replied gazing into the far distance. 'Of course, without the element of air, nothing we have spoken about in the last few minutes could be experienced.'
'What do you mean?' I asked.
'Well dancing demands that you slice through the air with movement. Music and words require their vibration to be carried through the air to our eardrums and evocative aromas are brought to our notice on the air, like tonight's jasmine. In fact our laughter, our words, our very breath are transmitted, carried and made possdible by this precious element. We should choose our words carefully my dear, for they are forever caught within the energy of air.'
'Yet something else I have come to appreciate,' I smiled.
'And experiencing appreciation is a step closer to knowing the Divine,' she said as she turned her attention towards the buffet.
From 'Mrs Darley's Pagan Elements'