The Heart Journey Gnome – Maryland Faerie Festival – 2016

 

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Sprawled under the hydrangea bushes.  Late spring only, but the heat says otherwise, sayin’ summer already.  There is Lulu, reflecting momentarily on the turn of event.  The event?   Gettin’ with your gnomies…  At the Maryland Faerie Festival.

Thoughts and images flood…  Remembrances…  Treasures…

First, to commune with the faeries tenting is key…  For in the tent you hear the faerie wild rites surging and glittery faerie glam seeps through the zippy fabric into dreams.

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But who could sleep with all this ruckus?  And the music, sometimes eerie sometimes tribal, always magic.

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Delicate Gnome Village of Seaglass

It was at the drum circle that the Faerie Festival Queen announced that a gnome was missing.

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Let The Wild Rumpus Start!

Despite the late night, at dawn Lulu is up and  Unicorn-led.  Onwards through a sparkle chandelier lit crystal curtain to a village of wee fae homes inhabited by kindly faeries.  Going where???  In search of what???  The stolen Gnome???

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Sweet Stardust the Unicorn and his yellow fae, Rawbin.
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Pixie the Faerie Goat
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Chandelier of the Seelie Court
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Enter the Faire

The wee faerie houses themselves seemed to whisper,  “open the door, open your heart, open to mystery, magic, the fae arts.”

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New Gnomes For Sale
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Faerie Houses for Wee Folk by talented Rena Damskey

Yet the voices of these two rang most clear (in a singsongy pixie way.)

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“Seek ye the tree.”
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“To the tree with thee.”
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Darling Mother and Daughter Gnomes Holly and Shirley

Some fae folk clapped their hands and pointed with staffs.  “This way and that.”

But with all the delightful distractions, staying on course, of course, which course?, is there even a course? as tricksy as a faerie path.

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Dinosaur Rides? Yes, Please!
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Spark the Fairy
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Spark Creates Faerie Hair!
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Magical Sundries!
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Honey Cat Jewelry Ladies
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Tempting Faerie Jewels by Honey Cat!
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Yoga Yurts
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And Psychiatric Help?  Why Ever Not!

Other more mysterious messages came from ever more mysterious fae folk.

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Mischievous Tricksters…
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Greenmen…
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Creatures of the Unseelie (Dark) Court…

 

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And Shane with the Kind Eyes of Mythical Designs by Miscellaneous Oddiments.

There were gnomes everywhere.  Near trees…

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In trees…

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Wearing trees…

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And gnomes that claimed to just be “Thinking of trees…”

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But it was Wedji TuCheeks the Goblin who led to the purchase of a hat.

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Wedji TuCheeks the Goblin.

And the brilliant musicians that sold her the flute that truly set Lulu’s course

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David of the House of Musical Traditions
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Faerie on the Psalter

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Eyes closed, ya’ know, Lulu wears her hat and plays the flute.  Magical notes play.  The melody like rivulets streaming sing.  Stardust the Unicorn hears and heeds the calling thus whisks her to a flowery meadow.  Sliding off his back she encounters the tree.  Now so small she opens the wee tree door and slips in and down the very roots of the tree where her special gnomies wait for her in a crystal hall.  Vessels of sweet ambrosia and faerie cakes await (but she knows better than to eat any faerie food, ya’ know).  The fireplace crackles with delight.  The gnomes whisper strange words that both sooth and astound.  And Lulu just knows, ya’ know, just knows to sit and soak it all in…

The Maryland Faerie Festival is an annual weekend long event.  I highly recommend this Festival!  Here is a blog I wrote about the Festival last year when I was quite new to blogging – Maryland Faerie Festival 2015

Thank you so much, dear reader, for experiencing this blog.  Will you attend any festivals this year?

The Faerie Nose – Fae On Friday

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The Faerie Nose

If a faerie made perfumes
How would she blend?

Would she tincture the green of a violet stem
In dew from the tip of a fern of the deep,
Deep, dark  woods
So cool and fecund?

Yes, she should.

At midnight she'd enchant a single blossom of jasmine.
Coax out it's ethers with her giggling spells,
A puff and a whir,
A flash.

Yes, might as well.

She'd surely use cepes and oakmoss galore
All seamlessly earthy and rich.
Seductively luring their sacred aromas
Into small crystal vials of heterochromatic hues
With a wild-crafted dance of blush-worthy charm.

Yes, wouldn't you?

If a faerie made perfume
She'd capture the soul
(Without ravage or ill)
Of each plant, flower, and loam.
Her mind-bending nose
Bringing heart to the nectar
And bliss - solace sublime.

~ Doreen Stelton (the verdant faerie)

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Missy sniffin’ out the stink – click to read here.

 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Wishing you happiness in your celebration of plenty

 

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Lady Autumn and the Green Man

by Linda Ravenscroft

more beautiful images by the artist  here

Fae on Friday – Yellow Bliss

Singing Soul in Yellow and Green

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Yellow singing faerie joy
Light inside and bright employ
The summer’s song all in your heart
Makes loss or sadness fast depart.
~ Doreen Stelton

There is such a feeling by late August.  Creamy and bright.  The excitement of the spring blooms have mellowed and the verdancy of summer is familiarly sweet.  Cicadas, crickets, and birds serenade.  Even when feeling the slightest bit low, just lie on the beautiful earth and listen and breathe.  Soak it up, radiate it out.  Summertime, and the living is easy.

photo by Bill Haggelund
photo by Bill Haggelund

It gets me every time regardless

Find that little yellow faerie inside of you and let it sing.

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(Ahem, this canary looks a little pissed off, but birds just look that way a lot, I think)

Velvet and Sweet Pea’s Purrfumery has the perfect summer perfume for you – Songbird.  This beautiful natural perfume was composed to the sound of birds singing outside the perfumer Laurie Stern’s window.  It’s a complex blending of multiple lush, exotic florals and sweet spices with a soft vanilla finish.

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Do you like Missy’s summer look?  She did not…  She tried to make a game out of eating them short after.

Fae on Friday – Faerie of Flight

Flitter Flutter Flying Fae

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We the Fairies, blithe and antic,
Of dimensions not gigantic,
Though the moonshine mostly keep us,
Oft in orchards frisk and peep us.
~Thomas Randolph

Take flight.  Feel light.  Laugh and relax with the new moon.  Dream yourself silly.  Slip into the air on the wings of a faerie and see where you find yourself.

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Me thinks the dude in the above picture was doused with something like Phenomene Vert II by Lalun Naturals.  Look at his reverie.  Phenomene Vert II is a natural and rare perfume created from tinctures made by the perfumer, Maggie Mahboubian, from wildcrafted or wildgrown plants in her own garden.  She describes it as a “creamy, dark floral.”  What an enticing way to delight in the rich, lush, darkness of a new moon in August.

Missy stepped on a bee and got stung today.  She is not really up for flights of fancy.  But don’t let it stop you.

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Fae on Friday – Fire Drake

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.

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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.

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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

Wild Moon

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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…

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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.

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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…

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