Showing posts with label Through the Looking Glass. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Through the Looking Glass. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Beltane Potluck 2017: It's Wonderland!


Celebrate the long (long, long....) awaited arrival of Springtime, in time-honoured Faerie tradition. Join us at the Glo'Tel in Toronto to ring in Beltane this April!

The theme is once again "Through The Looking-Glass." Dress up as a favourite Alice in Wonderland character, bring your favourite poem from the Wonderland books, or just come as your wonderful self. There will be colourful Beltane ribbons, in place of a full-swing Maypole. Mingle with friends old and new. Catch a pixie in the garden.


We will be having a potluck in the backyard around 6 pm, so bring something eatable for sharing. BYOB. Vegetarian items preferred, allergy warnings appreciated (especially nuts.)

DATE and PLACE:
Saturday, April 29, 2-8 pm,
The Glo'Tel (Bloor and Gladstone, contact claro for exact location)
Toronto

If you are a member of our Facebook Group, you can RSVP to the Facebook Event. Otherwise, please email claro to obtain directions and contact information.



See you there!

"Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six 
impossible things before breakfast!"



Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Through the Looking Glass: Beltane Potluck



On Beltane, we hosted a potluck! About twenty fae folks of all genders danced and chattered in the garden of Goldenrod, Grey, and claro's home. There were fabulous costumes: there were two red queens slumming it with the likes of carpenters and hobos, and a serenade by the Mock Turtle himself! The food was grand, including lentil burgers and sweet penis fudge. The Queen of Diamonds smashed their watch at 6PM to celebrate a personal victory. Slowly the garden filled with looking glasses, marking the time... After a late start, some lingered until it was too late to remember the hour. 


"Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you."

'"What matters it how far we go?" his scaly friend replied.
"There is another shore, you know, upon the other side.
The further off from England the nearer is to France—
Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
    Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, 
will you join the
         dance?
    Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the
         dance?"'

“Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” 

“Be what you would seem to be - or, if you'd like it put more simply - never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.”