Synchronistic Dragon Sightings

It is still the time of the dragon. Synchronistic unfoldment. Breathe in something spicy, fiery, and sweet. Exhale deeply.

It is still the time of the dragon.  Synchronistic unfoldment.  The new moon is Friday – let the fire drake clear space for the new.  Do some nice yogic twists and exhale deeply.  Burn through those things that no longer serve.

Some dragon sightings include;

Fire drake appears in a card reading


Exotic photos a friend sends captioned as gargoyles (dragons)


And posts about dragons- Dragons In Treesby Friendly Fairy Tales

There were more that slip my mind at present.

Here’s how to consort with a fire drake in meditation.

Get a spicy, smokey perfume blend going on.   I made one of cassia (cinnamon), clove, frankincense, patchouli, benzoin, rose, and several oranges.  It came out lovely, though a little too much cinnamon.  I wished I had some actual Dragon’s Blood resin.  And something super smokey.  Next time.

Moving on – light a candle and anoint yourself.


Get sovereign, centered and grounded.  Breath deep.  Relax.  In your mind’s eye go to an ancient circle of standing stones.  There is a faerie mound in the center.  Go inside, down a long stairwell.  Down down down.  Revealed is a chamber with a simple altar.  Lie down and let yourself be transported to a meadow of summer flowers.

IMG_2454  IMG_2450The sun is at it’s highest, and it’s heat intensifies the flower’s scent.  Lemony-spicy Bee Balm.

IMG_2361Tall grasses.  Fiery, peppery Black Eyed Susans and Ecinacea.


The meadow hums with bumble bees and a fly whizzes close by.  Butterflies flutter.  Heat drowsiness ensues.  From the waves of heat is a materialization, a fire drake.


Okay, okay, it’s Missy…

Back to the meditation.

You may speak, beseech it to burn through stuck places of your psyche.  Perhaps even open your eyes and name the stuck things one at a time and burn a toothpick for each one.  (Keep a glass of water handy to toss the toothpicks in.)


When  you are satisfied, thank the dragon and return to the alter.  Exit from the mound the same way you entered.  Stretch and breath.  Exhale deeply

Fae on Friday – Fire Drake

Contemplate the element of fire in your heart – shooting out your finger tips and toes, lighting up your head with blazing luminosity. Be passion, be your heart’s desire.

Here Be Dragons

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The Dragons Are Singing Tonight

Tonight is the night all the dragons
Awake in their lairs underground, 
To sing in cacophonous chorus
And fill the whole world with their sound. 
They sing of the days of their glory, 
They sing of their exploits of old, 
Of maidens and Knights, and of fiery fights, 
And guarding vast caches gold. 
Some of their voices are treble, 
And some of their voices are deep, 
But all of their voices are thunderous, 
And no one can get any sleep. 
I lie in my bed and I listen, 
Enchanted and filled with delight, 
To songs I can hear only one night a year–
The dragons are singing tonight.

-Jack Prelutsky

 Passion, dynamism, innovation!  The magic of fire rules your creativity and prana; your life-force energy.  Fear not the dragon, love the dragon, for the dragon be you!

Contemplate the element of fire in your heart – shooting out your finger tips and toes, lighting up your head with blazing luminosity.  Be passion, be your heart’s desire.


Hey, and guess what?  I discovered nine (9!) kinds of dragon perfume oils!  Ars Draconis, all  by the fascinating Black Phenix Alchemy Lab.  One of them for sure must be your heart’s desire.


Missy in a rare moment getting her stick all passionate.

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I burn with desire for self expression, liberation, and beauty for myself and all beings.  What about you?  What is your fire?

Fae on Friday – Full Moon White Hart

This blue moon of July why not follow a White Faerie Hart where it bids. Yup, a wild and sacred ride into and through the otherworld… The phantasmagorical awaits…

Wild Moon


I ha' seen them 'mid the clouds on the heather.
Lo! they pause not for love nor for sorrow,
Yet their eyes are as the eyes of a maid to her lover,
When the white hart breaks his cover
And the white wind breaks the morn.

‘'Tis the white stag, Fame, we're a-hunting,
Bid the world's hounds come to horn!’

-Ezra Pound

This blue moon of July why not follow a White Faerie Hart where it bids.  Yup, a wild and sacred ride into and through the otherworld…  The phantasmagorical awaits…



This ancient faerie spirit of the Celts loves natural sniffs.  Mmm, here are some lovely aromatics to accompany the journey.

Anya’s Garden Perfumes has a perfect full moon floral, Moondance.  Moondance whirls a complex seductive blend of narcotic flowers on a deliciously soft sandalwood and ambergris base.

Astral Projection by the perfumers For Strange Woman couldn’t be a more delightful companion on your spirit ride.  A scent blended especially for sleep travel of lemon myrtle, chamomile, lavender, valerian and clary sage.


The Flower above (and in the moon) is Queen Anne’s Lace.  The little black center is a portal to the faerie world.  I love that little bee…

Hopefully Missy won’t be wearing skunk.  There’s plenty of em wandering around our neighborhood in Chicago at night.  She nearly got sprayed just last night!  Here she is contemplating the moon…


Gentle Reader, have you ever been on a journey with a white stag?

Fae on Friday – Berry Faerie

The fae of the berry want you to sip the sweetness of life through a cosmic straw. Little treasure bombs to bring you joy and light you up.


Flight of the Berry Fairies
Berry Fairies!
Flight of the Berry Fairies

I went out to the hazelwood,
Because a fire was in my head,
Cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout. 

When I had laid it on the floor 
And gone to blow the fire aflame. 
Something rustled on the floor. 
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl 
With apple blossoms in her hair 
Who called me by my name and ran 

And vanished in the brightening air. 


The fae of the berry want you to sip the sweetness of life through a cosmic straw.  Little treasure bombs to bring you joy and light you up.

Raspberry Beret
Raspberry Beret – (the kind you find in a second hand store.)(thanks Kiki!)

Did you know most berry scented perfumes are not natural?  But there are some delightful natural perfumes with fruity tones and luscious complexity.  Wear these perfumes and try not to eat yourself…

Stranger in a Cherry Grove by Thorn and Bloom is a woodsy smoky cherry mystery.

For something floral and fruity try Tamya, by Ayala Moriel (named for her autistic daughter, this perfume is a fundraiser with 100% profit going to her speech therapy fund).  Tamya also has an Etsy shop where she sells her paintings.  Check it out here.

For a sweet clean up Chicago’s own Abbey Brown Soap Artisan has a delicious Pear Up and a Mango soap.  Yum.

Missy goes all Prince
Partying like it’s 1999.

Dearest Reader, do you have a favorite fruity perfume or soap?

Fae on Friday – Flower Faerie

Summer Blooming

I made this flower faerie!
I made this flower faerie!

Fairies, arouse!
Mix with your song
Harplet and pipe,
Thrilling and clear.
Swarm on the boughs!
Chant in a throng!
Morning is ripe,
Waiting to hear.

-William Allingham

Today’s Faerie is a summery flower faerie.  Now is the time to let your spirit blossom like summer flower.   (Perhaps you are in a wintry zone now- if so bring a summer feel to your heart.)   Wear something flowery or bright, gentleman this includes you!  Take some time to smell the flowers…



A couple suggestions for natural perfumes to wear in celebration (Thank goddess there are so many florals)

Visions in the Garden by Chicagoland’s Kindred Earth Botanicals.  Or Gracing the Dawn by Roxana Illuminated Perfume.

Flowers make Missy smile.
Flowers make Missy smile.

What’s your favorite summer flower?

Fae on Friday – Pixies

Our Friday fae is a pixie. The Pixies want you to play! Lighten up!

Pixie Led

Thumb Pixie (looking like Salvador Dali)
Clown Pixie

 Children born of fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always get their hearts desire:
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they're seven years old.

Every fairy child may keep
Two ponies and ten sheep;
All have houses, each his own,
Built of brick or granite stone;
They live on cherries, they run wild--
I'd love to be a Fairy's child.

-Robert Graves

Goode Reader, take upon thyself  great silliness! - Me

The Fairy Wood by Henry Meynell Rheam
The Fairy Wood by Henry Meynell Rheam

Pixies want you to play.  Lighten up a little, laugh a lot.  (Yes,  I made the above thumb pixie.  I did it in a public park.  Can you see the scotch tape?)

Scent can be an inspiration on your quest for fun.  Go and be in the fresh air, revel in the scent.  Maybe you’ll roll down a grassy hill smelling of dirt and green.  Or enjoy the scent of something sweet and playful like fruity gummies (natural please). 

Natural Perfumes that may inspire the pixie in you include Aftelier new scent, Bergamoss.  A new Chypre on my wish list.  A perfume both forest-y and uplifting.  

Also recommended is Terrain from Velvet and Sweet Pea Perfumery.

Pixie and Missy Lead
Pixie and Missy Lead me on an adventure.

Happy Fae Day!  Tell me, dear reader, how silly can you get?


Fae on Friday, Mermaids


Since once I sat upon a promontory,

And heard a mermaid on a dolphin’s back

Uttering such Dulcet and harmonious breath

That the rude sea grew civil at her song.

Oberon,  A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Happy Friday.  Fridays will be our Get Your Wild Faerie Soul On Day.  Just in time for the weekend.  The faerie of inspiration today is mermaid.

Maybe you’ll spend some time at a beach for the weekend.  Or kayak, or tube down a lazy river, or swim in a pool.

Maybe you’ll just take a shower or bath!

By whichever water you find yourself,  connect to that dreamy fluid mermaid water energy.  Let yourself float.  Play with moving with and against the currents.

Whisper your wishes into the water.  Listen deep with your soul.  Let me know how the mermaids respond.