Feathered Faerie Hats Off to Arielle for her new Lit Mag, Fair Folk Journal. Lookie – they gave my poem a home! xoxoxoxo
Deep purple-red and regal flicking as a fire queen. Fierce loving. Verdant rich with honeyed ambrosia like the slip of an absinthe sylph undulating the Anahata Chakra of the Heart – green. Full loving. Yellow like the gleam of sunshine splashing the earth’s flora and your beloved’s flesh at day’s end. Golden light love. And pure like the scent of a rose, a lone and potent stalk of lavender, the crystalline lily. The scent of love. All these things.
I still believe in you, heart.
Over lunch my friend asks, what was the most valuable thing I learned about people from teaching drama to children for 17 plus years. I can answer in a flash, because I cherish this lesson, what I learned. What I saw and experienced. It is that the heart is good and loving.
Closing eyes, and resting hand on heart, you may feel it. Even though bruised and clumsily veiled. It is. Good and loving.
I’ve experienced it in children. Witnessed it in my adult yoga students too. I asked them to put hands on hearts, their own hearts, and saw bodies soften, auras shine.
Anyone can prove me wrong. Sure. Easy-peasy. Logic slashes and shreds in endless lists of horrid misdemeanors.
But maybe… What if… I refuse to let my mind lead me astray with these thoughts. Hold onto power. Don’t give it away. Because it really can become dreadfully veiled with dire consequences. Just sit and feel my heart. And watch my mind. Keeping it on my heart.
And from there I open my eyes and go out in the world and listen and really see.
And then I act.
Yes. I still believe in you, heart.
Will you join me?
Dealing With Bad Faeries
Although old as dirt, I’m still a novice. A novice at this living thing. Shadows and bad faeries linger and whisper nasty shit I know I should ignore. I still wanna eat pie for breakfast, am sometimes tempted by the gluttony of vapid media, and give in to occasional self-pitying freak outs behind the wheel. (Where’s that lavender?!?!?!?)
But I have learned a few tricks and I’ll get there.
First I have to say it. Living is not about thing things being ok. This is truth. Conditions for many are horribly shitty. Our bodies and minds are deluged with toxins and respond with dis-ease. Even those of us living “privileged” lives are suffering. Living on earth, at present, is not ok. Bad faeries are afoot.
Why this is so and how it came to be, we do not know for sure. There are many many fascinating and plausible theories, but really we don’t know how things got so off track.
But this disconnect is why I choose to bring beauty and harmony into the world the best I can. Through perfume, yoga, art.
And why I meditate.
Life is about holding your own in this madness. Only then can we observe clearly and thus bring action forward. It is taught, we need to manage our “containers.” By going inside self, holding self. If we engage in spilling our containers, we give our powers away.
We need to connect with our bodies and feel our feelings. We need to let feelings, negative or positive, burble – swell – and explode if they must. We need to experience how they manifest in our actual physical bodies. We need to go deep with this and own them. Own it all.
This is life. It is a roller coaster. Allow yourself to experience it.
So much gratitude goes to my yoga & meditation teachers who encouraged me to just sit on the cushion, or stay in that yoga pose and feel my burning thigh for just two more breaths. Just feel. “Why are you in a hurry to leave? There’s just another pose…” And then taught me how to physically and psychically release and clean out. To open myself to the TRUE NATURE of my HEART, and all of OUR HEARTS, LOVE.
From here we can create. Art, beauty, harmony.
Take a few moments. Longer is better. But even 2-5 minutes is good.
Sit in a comfortable position. Take a few deep breaths and then let your breath just be natural. Resist controlling the breath for now.
Find a “space” of neutrality where your consciousness and mind can just observe self. Like a little lookout tower in your psyche.
From here observe what’s happening in the body. Don’t try to change it. Just observe. “Hip aches. Shoulders tense. Hungry. Back feels good.” Don’t judge these things or seek to blame or credit the sensations on something outside of self (your boss, the president elect, your lover). Merely acknowledge them.
Go a little deeper and check out your emotions. Again – no judging emotions, or blaming/crediting. They are yours and yours alone. Now just feel them. Allow the feelings to well up. Allow yourself to feel them. If they are very intense take your time. You are in charge here. But stay in the game! If you need to cry or breath deeply, totally cool. In fact good. Do it. Maybe you will cry one second and laugh wildly the next. It’s ok!!!!
Eventually you’ll feel this has blossomed and the wave is receding. More waves will probably come. In fact, they will never stop coming. This is because you are alive! If the intense feelings stop, you are probably dead! This is life! So, hooray! It’s ok to feel!
The whole point is that you learn how to manage and express them. You own them. You are in charge.
After the container is emptier it’s time to fill up with positivity.
In your mind’s eye create a picture of breath entering and leaving your body. See it as a color or light.
Now you may choose to control the breath taking deep long breaths. Upon inhale, breath in white or golden light or smoke. See it entering your body; through the mouth down the throat, into the lungs. See this light permeating your body’s cells, filling your body and aura.
Focus on complete exhalations. With each exhale see gray or dull smoke leaving your body. With exhale you are further releasing these spent emotions. Release all of them good and bad. They are over, gone. Making space for the new.
Finally, hold your hand gently over your heart. Your beautiful, true heart. Know that inside your heart is true and good.
Surf the wave, ride the roller coaster, repeat…
Life. F*G Messy. I hope this helps…
Many Gratitudes to my yoga and meditation teachers and the community therein. Among others – Turbodog Yoga, Tracy Von Kaenal, Shiva Rea, Invision School of Psychic Abilities, & Zen Buddhist Temple (Chicago).
Today I was watching Missy sniff the air again. I get jealous of her. Her ability to sniff so intensely…
I took to the dunes to sniff and write. Which I did do. With some vials of perfume materials, I did Plein Air blending (on my wrist) then wrote a little story about these scents. (I’m working on a piece about perfume as theatre).
But a lot of the time I just admired Missy enjoying the dunes…
Randomly, I am reminded about John O’Donohue’s book, Anam Cara, and I pulled it out to share a quote with you, dear Reader. A quote about Fragrance and Breath.
John O’Donohue was a Irish poet, author and priest and I strongly recommend his writings if you are not familiar. His book Anam Cara explores friendships, love, states of being, and what it is to be human.
Synchronistically he mentions the very thing I was marveling over.
From Anam Cara…
“The sense of smell or fragrance is deft and immediate… Animals, of course, work wonderfully with the sense of smell. To take dogs for a walk is to realize how differently they experience a landscape. They are glued to trails of scent and enjoy a complete adventure, tracing invisible smell pathways everywhere. Each day we breathe 23,040 times; we have 5 million olfactory cells. A sheepdog has 220 million such cells. The sense of smell is so powerful in the animal world because it assists survival by alerting the animal to danger. The sense of smell is vital to the sense of life.”
“..breath is sister of spirit.”
And then linking fragrance and breath to spirit.
“The sense of smell includes the sensuality of fragrance, but the dynamic of breathing also takes in the deep world of prayer and meditation, where through the rhythm of the breath you come down into your own primordial level of soul. Through breath meditation, you begin to experience a place within you that is absolutely intimate with the divine ground.”
Isn’t that brilliant?
I have no real point to make here. Just wanted to share.
Here’s a couple more blogs about Missy, fragrance, meditation, and self love, in case you missed them…
And here’s a blatant invitation to experience my perfume! (Hey a faerie’s gotta breath too!)
Anam Cara from the Phantasmagoria Series
“If you perceive the entire universe as phantasmagoria an ineffable joy will arise in you” ~Vajnanabhairava Tantra…first century A.D.
And Happy Friday!
May the rains sweep gentle across your fields,
May the sun warm the land,
May every good seed you have planted bear fruit,
And late summer find you standing in fields of plenty.
Autumn and Mermaids
I love that this shadow holiday, Samhain or Halloween, is now celebrated so effusively. The day when the veil between us and the otherworld is thin and porous with faerie contact palpable.
We are moving from the autumn, the direction of west and water elementals. Our over arching consorts these past three months have been mermaids, water sprites, and selkies. Helping us to connect to our deepest self through our emotions, sensuality, and inner mysteries.
This fall found me blending up a mermaid perfume, which will appear in my etsy store when I’ve tweaked it some, aged it a bit, and then tested it under the glow of a full moon. Finding the perfect dreamy balance of raw sensuality and fresh salty air proved to be a challenge. Finally I found a delicious blend of oak moss, violet leaf, and sandalwood with neroli, roses, and a hint of jasmine. I’m still playing with it, trying to incorporate my handmade seaweed tincture, but I poured some solids in these sweet little shell lockets. I’ll list them in the shop soon.
I hope you are also enjoying the beauty of fall. Joyful, creepy skeletons and jack o’lanterns abound. Death flashing in brilliant color and the seductive scent of decaying plant matter wafting curious comfort; refreshing in the cooler air.
New Year and Earth Elementals
Happy New Year – Celtic style. November marks the start of a new year in the tradition of the old ways. We move into the time of the north and earth elementals; gnomes, elves, and dryads. The quiet, solid, nature of rocks, earth, trees will soon be our companions
It is time to conceive. To look deep inside, as with a night dream, and listen to the self in here. From November through January we can ponder, what are our intentions, what would we like to manifest? How can you bring balance to yourself and beauty to the world? How can you make the most of this crazy life you have been gifted?
I’ll be contemplating which direction to take my meditation, perfume, writing, and faerie magic…
Perfume – scent, oils, botanicals and perfumes are powerful, sacred tools as well as scentual delights. My perfume of choice at present is my own perfume creation Dryad. An all natural and botanical fougere type. Dryad is an Eau De Parfum and can be worn easily by man or woman.
Dryad’s scent notes:
Cedar & Fir; Lavender absolute graced with the spirit of fern, Violet Leaf & Cassie Flower; Oakmoss, Tonka Bean & Patchouli
There are so many magickal ways to set intention and manifest, from ritual sex magick (no partner required!) to visualization. As of late I’ve been exploring sigils, visualization, and faerieshaman stuff. And of course oils and perfumes. But these are topics for another time.
Ok, for now – one last share, a Celtic prayer/poem – “The Deer’s Cry.”
I arise today Through the strength of heaven, light of sun, Radiance of moon, Splendor of fire, Speed of lightening Swiftness of wind, Depth of Sea, Stability of earth, Firmness of rock.
Do you have magical ways of making your dreams come true? Missy and I would love to hear them!
…You Are Invited…
Our gracious hostess is the fabulous artist and sister mermaid, Sharon Bladholm, of Opal Glass Studio. Sharon is a magical mermaid creature and we are excited to share our love of mermaids with you.
Sharon’s website is here-
Scent of a Mermaid
I’m delighted to announce Undine, the perfume, will preview at the gathering. This first limited edition of Undine will appear as a solid perfume in lovely shell-shaped, locket necklaces. Undine features a floral heart note of Rose, fresh Violet, and Champaca flower on a salt-air, marine base. Like all of my perfumes, Undine is an all-natural composition.
Undine is an artistic expression and part of my mystical faerie realm exploration. You can read my glimpse into the world of mermaids that came to me while gazing into a magical pool in the land of the fae here –
I’ll also have my other verdant faerie botanical perfumes on hand. Here’s my Etsy store –
Treats for the Mermaid Soul
Oh, and there’ll be treats AND free (brief) Mermaid Card Readings with my fantastic new deck – Oracle Of The Mermaids. Reading faerie cards for myself and friends has been my passion hobby for many years now. Most recently I have felt moved to offer these up to folks as a gift. So check it out!
Here be Mermaids
You will find the mermaids gathering on Saturday, October 15, 2-6 pm, in the garden of the Albany Carroll Arts Building, 319 N. Albany in Chicago, weather permitting. Balloons will mark the entrance of the Garden. In case of rain we will be indoors in Sharon’s studio. Feel free to email me and I will send you my phone number so that you may text me if you get confused/disoriented. firstname.lastname@example.org.
Please contact me with questions or concerns.
Hope to see you there!
“Just living is not enough," said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.” ~ Hans Christian Anderson
~Here and There and Back Again~
In Which We Explore My Being Butterfly & You Being Butterfly, Butterfly Medicine & Faerie Magic, A New Perfume, and Maryland
Are You My Butterfly Buddy?
Do you suffer from “Shiny Object Syndrome?” Do all the glittering things find you landing lightly, following multiple passions, exploring and traveling?
You may be butterfly in nature, like I. With magical super powers to perceive colors mere mortals do not and to smell with smell receptors (noses) all over your body. How can one be expected to limit oneself in the face of all this luxury?
Yes, butterflies are a beautiful thing. But sometimes us butterfly types get a bit of stigma as being, well, flighty.
(Like this particular blog post. It is going to flutter. Reader, beware!)
Of late I have been indulging in my butterfly tendencies, big time. In January 2016, I gave up my condo and jobs and have been living the gypsy life. An imperfect nomad’s life with the heart of a butterfly. Fluttering along with me is my dog, Missy, and my verdant faerie perfumery in search of nature, beauty, magic, and of course, faeries.
Since January I have been to Guatemala, Michigan, Mexico (twice), Canada, Oregon, Montana, New York, and back and forth from Chicago to Maryland a bunch of times. My theme for 2016 is action. Could you have guessed?
It’s been wonderful, and I am at an all time happiness high. I could not have done it without the help of very kind and generous people. So I’m feeling extremely grateful too.
But sometimes I question my seemingly ill-advised life choices. If you are also a butterfly you may nodding your antennae in agreement.
So I went on some faerie meditation journeys to explore all of these yearnings for freedom and lightness and shimmery beauty, and it’s accompanying self shaming.
In these journeys I organically connected to, and then made peace with, my butterflyness. All synchronistically confirmed to me in the mortal realm with butterfly references in movies and podcasts I stumbled upon, faerie card readings, friends observations, and of course actual butterflies visitations.
You know how that happens. You think of or experience something of deep significance, and then it’s everywhere. Synchronistic.
And the healing I have found is that it is ok to be a butterfly. It is ok to be me. In fact it’s wonderful.
So, dear Reader, are you also a bit of butterfly, filled with yearnings for sunshine, freedom, and a little flower? And do you have a bit of angst about it as I did? It is not generally encouraged in human society. Have you noticed? We are expected to stay put and focus. Of course there is nothing wrong with focus and productivity, but these expectations have sometimes made me feel bad about myself. Just a touch.
Let’s be proud of our inner butterfly and flaunt it in the shining sun!
Recently while in Kauai, I discovered a beautiful flower meditation to manifest radical self love. Give it a try!
Discover the meditation – Kauai Flower Meditation
If you are not a butterfly type – why not give butterfly style a go? Allow your senses to expand and experience more – grow some powerful yet delicate wings to flitterfly a little. What new hobbies can you explore? Where would you really love to visit? DO IT!
Some Butterfly Dope
verdant faerie loves beauty, perfume, and travel. Hence, the superpowers of the butterfly are swoon worthy.
The lucky creatures smell more than us. That is, they are more sensitive to scent perception. Butterflies have scent receptors studded along the antennae, legs, feet, and other parts of the body.
Butterflies see colors we don’t. With 5 or 6 color receptors to a humans 3, a butterfly’s eyes see more than twice the colors of humans. Butterflies perceive more color than any other creature (except maybe faeries). Dogs have the least. Sorry, Missy.
Those flutterby creatures have a surprising reserve of strength and stamina. Some butterflies even migrate. The Monarch butterfly can migrate up to 2500 miles and the top butterfly speed is 12 miles per hour.
The exquisite butterfly brings transformation and magic. A universal symbol of joy – their dancing beauty inspires.
When the butterfly visits you, or you are feelin’ your inner butterfly flutter, you are ready for personal growth and emergence. Ready yourself to experience any one of its life phases, caterpillar, pupae, butterfly. You may find yourself ravenously hungry, reading and studying voraciously like a caterpillar, or in need of a lengthy inner journey, pupae style. Or you may soon gloriously emerge to explore the world with your ultra-keen, superpower senses.
Often times the visit of a butterfly coincides with a remembrance of a deceased loved one, a particularly beautiful and light being who graced your life with sweetness.
(Psst- faeries often choose to disguise themselves as butterflies…)
In Faerie Faith, faeries of the air are creatures of the city of the east, Gorias. One of the four cities of the Tuatha de Danaan, from the tribe of the Goddess Danu. The east brings the sunrise and new beginnings and hope. Look to the faeries of the air and butterfly allies to aid you in your intentions especially when embarking on a new project, or if a situation might benefit with a dazzling butterfly touch.
If you would like to experience a more through Faerie tradition for yourself, I can recommend the teachings of Celtic Shaman, Danu Forest. At present, I am enjoying the Faerie Teachings course. It’s a wonderful addition to my spiritual practice and interaction with the world of Faerie. Her website is wondrous to browse.
Aromatherapeutic Perfume – Because Jet-Lag Happens
After returning from my last trip back from Hawaii I had really really bad terrible rotten jet-lag. Day one I lollygagged about on a lounge chair, limp and deflated. But on day two when I still felt my butterfly wings wilting on the chaise, I mixed myself an aromatherapeutic blend. And know what? It worked! I was back to my usual self.
I’ve found it’s also fantastic for staying alert while driving on long road trips.
And I’d like to share it with you!
Butterfly is composed of highest quality all natural essential oils. No harsh synthetic aroma-chemicals whatsoever. Not a one. It is a unisex body scent.
The Scent - Refreshing Pink Grapefruit, Mint, and Rosemary to uplift Lavender, Geranium, and Clary Sage to balance and calm Patchouli for grounding.
Butterfly is in a roll-on applicator bottle, in an oil base of organic fractionated coconut oil. It is light and sheer and easy for transport.
Butterfly is made special order for you. If you want a particular scent tweak on it, let me know!
And, as it is primarily a therapeutic composition, it is not composed to last a long time on your skin. It’s function is to provide a quick mood and energy shift and then free you up. Like a butterfly landing lightly, touching with magical grace, then fluttering off.
You may order Butterfly from my verdant faerie Etsy shop. Cost is $25 per 8 ML bottle.
In closing I would like to share some photos of beautiful verdant Maryland fairieland where I encountered exquisite faerie creatures and people, was housed like a queen butterfly by kindly friends, house sat, made perfumes, taught aerial yoga, trained a wee bit on silks, learned a wee bit about gardening, visited watery and enchanting places, and went on dreamy shamanic faerie quests.
Missy and I have driven back and forth again from Chicago to Maryland 4 times in 2016! It is a special place in my heart for it’s verdant natural beauty and quirky magical faerie culture. I am forever grateful for the charming healing heart of Maryland.
~Places To Visit~
A visit the annual Maryland Faerie Festival, read my blogs about some magical experiences here –
Here’s some pics from the annual Faerie House Exhibit at the AnneMarie Sculpture Garden (a wonderful place with sculpture and interactive exhibits) where I neglected to take a picture of my kind hostess and new faerie friend, Holly and I together. But here is the house Holly made for the exhibit. The Emerald City made of recycled materials!
Maryland Renaissance Festival – where I worked as a Mermaid when I was 18
I always gotta sniff out the best coffee… Fell’s Point Coffee in Baltimore – Daily Grind. A good place to do some eclectic people watching. There are some truly unique individuals in Baltimore.
~Other Stuff Missy And I Did And Saw~
Perfuming and sniffing things…
Impressive things that grow…
Well, after wandering and roaming these past 9 months, I feel a bit ready to dig in deep with my perfume and writing and connect with loved ones and loved activities. I’ll be hanging out in Chicago, and nearby Michigan. That is unless I happen to need to off somewhere. You never know what’ll happen with a butterfly, or a Missy, behind the wheel…
Thank you, dear Reader, for visiting my blog!