How the Water learned to Laugh


Adventures and Musings of an Arch Druidess

DSC08358Once upon a time Water never laughed. Earth laughed. You could hear it in mud pots that burped their hot mud up. Air laughed. You could hear it in spring breezes and in old forests. Fire laughed. You could hear it in volcanoes that threw lava and watched it flow down hillside but Water didn’t laugh. She just flowed smoothly along.

Water was serious. She needed to be rain for the crops. She needed to take ships on their journeys. She didn’t have time to play. She had deserts to brighten with spring flowers. She had missions to complete. Earth didn’t have to do anything if she didn’t want to do it. Fire had other things to do and Air was there around everything.

Water was serious.

Earth was tired of how serious Water was. She was determined to make Water laugh. She threw up big rocks at the edge…

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Author: Cianaodh Óg - a.k.a. Troy Young

Cianaodh (Pronounced Key-Ah-Knee) is Old Irish and means Ancient Fire. Óg is also Old Irish and it means Young which is my surname in modern English. My given or legal name is James "Troy" Young but my chosen, magickal name is Cianaodh Óg and most people who know me outside of my spiritual family know me by my middle name, Troy. I am the High Priest of Tribe Of the Standing Stones in Arlington, Texas - Spirit Of the Sycamore Tradition and variety blogger as well as Chief High Mucky Muck at Alliance of Polyspiritual Eclectics.

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