...a little magic please

"That's the thing  with magic...
You've got to know it's still here, all around us,
or is just stays invisible for you."
Charles de Lint

I believe in magic....
There I've said it.  
I love the abracadabra kind of magic but that's not what I'm thinking about here.  


Life itself is a pilgrimage. Every day is different, every day can have a magic moment.
Paulo Coelho 


I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, 
one more start,
 with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.
j.B. Priestley

Believe in love. Believe in magic. Hell, believe in Santa Clause. Believe in others. Believe in yourself. Believe in your dreams. If you don't, who will? 

jon Bon jovi

...I believe in magic

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Goddess Nu Kua...shaking up my world.

I believe in Magic....I'm not talking about the abracadabra kind, although I enjoy it...

It's the magic Universe serves up that I'm thinking about.

I believe my Spirit Figures come to me, and through me, in a magical way.  

Through my Muse..

 she first came to me years ago during a vision quest.  

She came as Nu Kua ....

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She was alone in the world...there was no one to share and enjoy it's wonderful offerings.   

She was very sad, the sad that comes from loneliness...

So she decided to create humans. 

Gathering clay she lovingly made men and women.  

She set them down in front of her so she could admire them, but as wonderful as her creations were they had no life.  

Filled with love she picked them up and one by one she breathed her breath into their bodies, whispering the secrets of love and creation into their ears inspiring them to populate the Earth and create on their own. 

Nü-Kua is also credited with teaching people art and passion and order....

Nu Kua...my first Spirit Figure, my Muse

When Nu Kua came to me, she was a stranger.  

I knew nothing of the energy she carried or what she represents....

At the time I wasn't paying much attention to my creative self.  

I would play at a few things now and then...

But she came and shook up my world, 

to me she is very, very, real.... 

I have to call her to me...she takes all this seriously and wants me to be a full participant in the creation of the figures....

so she doesn't natter at me...she waits until I'm ready, open.

  

When she comes to spend time in my studio she can be very demanding...she likes to decide what atmosphere we will work in....sometimes quiet, and if the weather permits she likes the door open, sun shining in....but she likes the night too....

she has come to me in dreams to help me with construction problems...

sometimes it's all about candles, incense and music.... She likes the music loud.

Once the scene is set our dance begins...

The feeling is like nothing else....

Together we go through my studio looking for the elements needed to bring a Spirit Figure to into form.  It's this time during the creative process when I feel so free..

and happy.....floaty, it's outer body. 

I wish I could take you with me.  

This is the time when my Muse has opened the door between here and there.

This is when the process is all so easy.  

I'm in the flow....It is magical.

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......the world around me part 2

Last evening my wonderful son-in-law got on his tractor/mower and mowed a path through the tall grasses on the back of the hill where my house nestles.
It‘s my walking place and the place where I ponder and dream……
bless him…
Everything was just tooo tall all of a sudden for me to want to take the dogs & cats out into it…
fox tails, ticks, snakes among the green grass and wild flowers….

He didn’t have time to do the whole hill but when I went out last evening to walk I was surprised ,and touched, to see that he had made little pathways for me to follow around little islands of wild flowers ….he‘s a good guy….and because I could walk I feel much better about the world today.

We have a lot of spots in this glen where the sprites, fairies and Pillywiggins reside……
I was pointing out some secret little places to my grandson one day when the toad stools were just out and he informed me that there were no such things as fairies and such…
His dad said so…(not the same man as Wonderful Son-in-Law)…
He went on to tell me that his dad prays for me (which is nice) because I believe in fairies and other ungodly things…
like torture is bad…
oops!!
I guess a little of that worldly stuff is hanging on from the other day when I didn‘t walk.
I know that I need to experience magic in my life, and Mother almost always provides places where magic happens….it is one of my missions in life to help my grandson see and believe…..

This it the same grandson who asked me, "Grandma, do you know you talk to yourself?" and of course I said I did, because I do...and I asked him if it troubled him...and he said, "ya, a little bit Grandma."...
Poor boy...he has a grandmother who talks to the fairies and to herself...I wonder how he will remember me when I'm no longer in this realm?