The power of fire

Can we talk about the power of fire for a moment? 🔥

I had two extraordinary fire experiences last week. The first was on Wednesday, the public holiday. I went through my memory box, filled with precious love letters and notes from my mom, letters from my dad and long-forgotten photos. And my journals. Stacks and stacks of journals, at least one a year from the last 20+ years. I had already burnt a bunch of old journals when I was in Durban in January, so it was an easy decision to flip through them, relive all the emotion and angst (so much angst!!) and burn them in a fire we built at home.

The emotional release was immense.

The second was on Saturday, when Mark @elemental_fire_sa held a fire ritual at the most beautiful spot around the corner from us. It was a still, cold night and he built a giant bonfire. We each wrote something we wanted to let go of and tucked it into the logs, ready for the transformative magic of the flames.

And then he lit the bonfire and the sparks flew into the starry sky, and the night filled with the scent of pine and lavender, and we watched the parts of ourselves we were ready to let go of turn into sparks, and then glowing logs, and then embers.

The emotional release was beautiful.

Fire is beautiful.

What a slice of joy – what a shower of glimmers. ✨