(in defense of faeries)
Queen Mab
In the crisp, quiet snow, through the sleeping woods we quest. The forest, at once muted and subtle, is laid bare with winter. The naked skeletons of trees impose themselves through the softness of white drifts. The trees relieved of their autumnal frippery are akin to deep soul-urges exposed.
We seek the Winter Faerie Queene, Queen Mab, my Fae companion and I.
For the Winter Queen is queen of sleep and deep dreaming. She delivers us to new imaginings. Daring us to dream our dreams and intoxicate ourselves in crystalline brilliance no matter the chill on our fingers and nose.
So we hasten on. After all, is this not what forest snow is for? To lull and snap us to the feet of the magnificent Queen of the Winter Court. To imagine and create.
Is it not the river of life?
What?
What of her, this Queen Mab?
Shakespeare provides us this, “she comes in shape no bigger than an agate stone on the forefinger of an alderman.”
But is she really so petite? I’ll wager it’s an expression of endearment, like “Little John,” the ironic name given Robin Hood’s 7-foot tall warrior. Because Queen Mab, Queen of Winter, and of sleep and dreams, is massively powerful.
She is our SUPERPOWER. She is your imagination.
Imagination
How often have we heard the following?
“It’s just your imagination.”
“That’s just fantasy.”
“You’re just daydreaming again!”
“Just.” A single, insidious word making fantasy and imagination diminutive, rendering it powerless. Thus (and here is the true belittling of Queen Mab) we set aside living creatively. We set aside our power to create.
“Step in line! Beware the siren’s voice inside of you! Shove away those dreams you hold dear.”
But the seeds sleeping in the depths of winter, preparing to bust out a move in the spring, are like your dreams and imaginings. And the Imaginal Realm is where you nurture those seed dreams.
And EVERYTHING comes from a dream, a feeling, a thought, and then an action.
Why do you think “they” try to steer us from it? (Yes, I’m a rebel.)
So as the light returns with the winter solstice and your dreams start to stir and bud, get yourself over to the Imaginal Realm and curtsy long and deep to the Queen. The intoxicating Queen Mab, your superpower – imagination. For she is in YOU. She is a part of YOU. SHE IS YOU.
Deep Knowledge
But why am I telling you this? You know it all already. Enjoy!
Lovely! Happy Yule 🙂
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Happy Winter to you too! I love this post. It is just what I needed to read and see and hear. I want to join you in a magical forest journey in the snow. I promise to keep on dreaming and wishing and looking for the everyday magic that is around me and too easy to glance past. ❤
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Ah – Julie! You are such an inspiration to me! Thank you for making this promise to yourself. You have such a elegant AND cozy connection to your dreamy place. People are so drawn to you for it! Thank you for being a light in this world!
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I’m loving following your adventures! I found you on Twitter (@christybis) and Instagram (I’m When Women Inspire there).
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That’s so wonderful! Thank you so much. I will try to get on the Twitter more! (All the things!) Defiantly following your blog here, which I am really enjoying! Thanks!
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Spring has finally arrived here in Newfoundland….it didn’t correspond to the calendar. Farewell fairies of winter – your snowmobiling worshippers will miss you. Lots of important insight in this article, no matter the season!
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We finally have spring too! Hooray. thanks for reading!
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Thank you for stopping by! Happy Spring!!!
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