We spent some time by Red Rise Brook on this morning's walk. The forest's streams have always drawn me to them, some of my favourite walks involve following their courses; streams have always drawn people to them, for practical and spiritual reasons. Around the world watercourses are often revered, seen as places where connection or communication with the divine or the otherworld can be facilitated. Throughout prehistory here in Britain waterways and wet places were the site of ritual and ritual deposition, those folk memories endured through making offerings to and the ceremonial dressing of springs and wishing wells, a practice which still persists today. So today being Samhain, spending time with the brook seemed apt; that and the weather wizards had predicted incoming foul conditions so with my plans for a fire this evening scuppered I'd decided to follow the ancestors and perform my seasonal observance at the water's edge. Very nice it was too.
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