Sunday, 31 January 2010
It was as I was reading my Faery Oracle cards and putting the finishing touches to a long awaited silk bag for them that a curious thing happened to me. Earlier today I had napped and dreamt of them and they chided me for my current less than playful mood and self-inflicted distance from their energy of late so I knew it was time to find peace and happiness with them once again.
As I returned to them through my cards and idle light hearted chatter from the comfort of my front room sofa, a single drop of water landed on the back of my wrist from above. I instinctively looked up expecting to see the start of a leak in the ceiling, but nothing was there. I cautiously sniffed the drop and was surprised to smell the scent of fresh spring flowers and grasses. A little taken aback I had the absolute urge to taste the drop. As I licked it from my wrist the sound of faery laughter rang in my mind, the water was sweet, it tasted like the drop of moisture you can get from a honeysuckle flower when they are freshly bloomed.
It was a gift from the Fey, an acknowledgement of my return to them and a welcome to a kindred spirit. So my dear friends remember this, the Faeries are all around us waiting for our playful acknowledgement and if we care to listen (for they do so love us to listen) they will show themselves with love and the bell like music of their laughter and song.
Friday, 29 January 2010
And here he is again playing on the floor. He has a developmental check in a couple of weeks which I'm actually quit worried about as he seems to be a bit of a late bloomer :s It doesn't bother me, but I dread the health visitor criticising my abilities as a mum or making out there's something wrong with my boy. I know my son just as I know my daughter and I'm certain there is nothing wrong, I hate to say it but he truely is just lazy. For example, he can sit up on his own, but he doesn't do it, instead he flings himself backwards on purpose to lay down. He's not crawling properly yet but does push himself around backwards and he won't even contemplate attempting to stand. Beth was walking around by now like a pro. I don't know, I'm told this can happen with boys and especially with second children and it is true that even when I tell her not to Beth does do a lot of stuff for him so he hasn't had to really try.
The good news is, however, that aside from when he's grumpy from teething he is happy, alert and very chatty mimicking the sounds I make and trying to copy some simple words when I talk to him. I think it's just me over worrying again as I've been a little down recently, stewing on the fact that I don't feel like I'm doing very well, even though I know in my heart I'm doing everything I can. It's just so damn hard day in day out on your own... I am in sore and desperate need for my holiday I think, a little time away for myself and my sanity is what I need for my body, mind and soul... Roll on February!
It is a Tibetan Singing Bowl, and just the other week I had been telling my partner how I'd been looking for the 'right one' for ages. I had wanted to buy a bell or something for space clearing and meditation but while I was healing last year felt a singing bowl would be better and very good for the energy healing work I do. Again though as I looked into purchasing one I found they were expensive and it never felt quite right. So here I found this one which is of a medium size with a cushion and it's box marked up at around £20. Knowing that this is 'the one' I decided to buy it too, only to find myself being given a further 20% off because of a slight bit of damage on the box, only further proving to me that it was meant to be.
This all worked to more than make up for my birthday blues. I usually find that the items I am supposed to have for my practice find me like this, I get a pull towards them that just means I can't not get them. They turn up in the most random of places when I'm not actively looking for them, but they just feel right... you know?
Thursday, 14 January 2010
Thursday, 7 January 2010
Now normally the snow wouldn't bother me, in fact I would be one of the first to get excited and sit at my window just looking at the pretty white covering and how it so drastically changes the look of everything giving even the most mundane of objects a calm, magical look. Right at this moment in time, however, I would very much like it to go away.
You see I'm supposed to be going on a weekend break for my birthday on Saturday but if it stays like this it's pretty guaranteed that it won't be happening :( The first lot of snow we had before Christmas, though it didn't actually really hit us in Folkestone meant I couldn't have my pre-Christmas weekend break... and now, like a bad joke it is back just days before my next planned break! So I'm asking, hoping and praying that it will disappear so my babysitter can get down and so my partner can get here, pick me up and drive us to our surprise destination with minimal problems for a relaxing break... will it happen? Well if I'm online and updating my facebook and twitter status' in a foul mood you'll know it didn't.
That said, I can still appreciate the beauty of the weather. Having dropped Beth off at school this morning (yes her school was one of the few open ones around here much to her dismay), I found myself walking to one of the places I like to go to observe the seasons, it's an old church and graveyard in town that's just so peaceful and pretty it draws me there every now and then to view the first snowdrops and crocus' of Spring, the lush grass and brightness of Summer or the rich colours and activity in Autumn. One thing I had not seen until today was it covered in snow (we really don't get much snow like this down here, I've lived her 5 or 6 years now and it hasn't layed like this since I moved here) so I found myself there with my camera and barely enough battery life in there for these shots:
Monday, 4 January 2010
We took a last minute trip for New Year to see our family and though we got back on Saturday once again I've had a lot on and I've only just had the chance to wish you all a Happy New Year. All in all I did little for the blue moon in the end, but I did what I had planned charging my water and finishing my divination set. I also did a little card spread with my oracle cards which was full of good omens for 2010, the most potent happiness card I have cropping up at the end. This card and it's symbolism ALWAYS comes into play just before big milestones or turning points in my life, but then I guess I already knew that because I've been harping on about the New Year for bloody ages, lol.
I probably should have ironed the casting cloth before photographing it :s but you get the idea... It's embroidered with a pentacle and the alchemical symbols for the elements. At the top in a matching drawstring bag with suede pulls and my 9 items are placed on the cloth. They are; a green plastic tortoise toy, an old key, a rather battered penny, a hag stone, a silver ivy/flower/butterfly decoration, a wishbone, a dried rosehip from my garden, an acorn in it's cup and a snow quartz. Each item has a personal meaning to me and I received instructions on how to best use the set through dreams when I began actively connecting with Arianrhod a little while ago... it will be very interesting to see the kind of results I get from using the set for divining... I'll keep you all posted when I try it out, I'm just waiting for the right time now... it's close but not quite yet.