I’m not a pyromaniac. I don’t impulsively start fires.
I’m not an arsonist. I don’t have sadistic tendencies like that.
I do love fire though. To truly love fire one must obey it’s rules, first and foremost. Respective fear is essential.
It might have started with the wood stove in our house when I was growing up… watching my father strike a match and set it to crumpled up newspaper.
He never used a lighter.
I think he liked the act of striking the match too much to give it up. The fire would lick up the paper and latch itself onto to a chunk or two of wood. Soon after, a musky burning scent would permeate through the house.
On cold mornings, the wood stove was warm and soothing. I never wanted to leave the house to go to school. School was always a cold place… even when it was warm inside.
Candles and incense… these are a few of my favorite things.
As a child I knew children who didn’t respect fire and they succumbed to the beast. They haunt my dreams. Sometimes the mistakes we make in life are so big there’s no going back. Ever.
Read this article about the Fire of the Soul as interpreted from The Kabbalah.
When I was a kid, every year our family would have an unofficial burn-fest. This entailed burning stubble off the wheat fields and dry weeds along fence posts.
We also burned our garbage in a burn barrel so you might say we had small burn-fests all year long.
My mother had a propane torch a lot like the one in the picture. I think she liked using it to burn things. Sometimes she would simply use a match though.
She always made sure that I was respectful around the beast. One doesn’t play with fire like a toy!
I once sat around a bonfire with friends and listened to ghost stories. It was wicked good fun!
Burning an old love letter seems like something everyone should do at least once. I did long ago but I have little recollection who it was over now. However, I do well remember blazing up the letter and watching it burn.
Use extreme caution if you try this yourself. The paper burns quickly! Seriously, burn it over a sink or something! With all my talk of using caution when it comes to the beast, I hate to admit that I may or may not have singed the tips of my hair while burning that letter. (Read this article about a woman who tried to burn a love letter and ended up setting her apartment on fire!)
She’s living in a world and it’s on fire
Filled with catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away
“Girl on Fire” Alicia Keys
Fire in song: I'm on Fire - Bruce Springsteen Light My Fire - The Doors Ring of Fire - Johnny Cash Heaven's on Fire - Kiss Girl on Fire - Alicia Keys House on Fire - Sia We Didn't Start the Fire - Billy Joel Great Balls of Fire - Jerry Lee Lewis Fire and Rain - James Taylor Set Fire to the Rain - Adele
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I absolutely agree, be respectful around the beach. I am so accident prone though. I alwasy get a few burns every few months while cooking! So many years, but it just keeps happening. And yes, burning old letters…..aah…so many feelings there…. 🙂
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Great songs selection!
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Love this 😀
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No wonder fire attracts us so, Adora – that constantly-shifting flame makes the shadows dance and melts away the darkness from a mile away. Within its varied form we find transformation, danger and warmth. The mysterious, intriguing combination of all three.
The appeal is hot-wired (so to speak) into us as a species, as a controlled burn has brought for millennia comfort, the family circle and safety (warning off beasties up to no good).
Fast-forward to the modern era and a cheerful fire’s centrality to happy Christmas parties and to joyous family gatherings. All in pre-COVID and again in post-COVID days, of course. What’s not there to love?
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You write so eloquently that sometimes I hardly know how to respond. I feel like such a dirt clod in comparison… no not really. 😀
But truly your description of fire and it’s importance to us humans is summed up perfectly! I do hope you are doing well my friend!
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Smokin; post, Adora; truthfully! As one who has sat before many a bonfire and camped, I can testify, also, to the magical power of fire. Pyros need not apply.
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Thank you. Yes I have fond memories of bonfires and campfires. There’s something soothing about sitting around a fire eating and chatting with people. Quite comforting. 🔥🙂
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I remember the many fires we had in Michigan in our fire ring.
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Sounds lovely 🙂🔥
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