About Me

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here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

the first night & day

our first night in our new home... Katoomba greeted us well, with the un-expected weather.. cold, rain and windy... Mother Mary was placed at our door, candles lit & we tucked ourselves up into bed and promptly fell asleep to a gale blowing outside. weather warnings had been issued for gale force winds... but I slept. and as i did, I could feel Avalon, wrap her arms around me.. rocking me to sleep. I had come home.

morning dawned... rain and sunshine - wind and hail... my computer is on an old 1930's woodend table..sitting looking out my window I feel like a writer. the mist rolled in over the apple tree blossom. what more could i want.

I do not know how many times I am going to say that I have come home

the lilac is blooming - an exquisite perfume. the iris are in bud, a tree of unknown name, is budding.. cannot wait to find out what it is. i found out that one of my apple trees is actually a plum....
the beginnings of my life at Avalon

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

home

self portrait - a stick from my apple tree - my journey stick

I really am home. I sat under the old apple tree, feet bare upon the ground, eyes closed, breathing the essence of my new home town - Katoomba, into each and every cell of my being. it felt right. it felt comfortable, like an old cardigan wrapping around me, full of memories deep within. nurturing and acceptance. a gentle, calm energy. I knew at that moment that this is where I will begin the next part of my journey - the journey of coming to know who I really am. what can I say? except that I am blessed. I am grateful. I am home.
My very own Avalon, where there are not one but two old apple tree. two lilacs and room for my chooks. a space where I can sit, ponder and search. where I can lay upon Mother Earth and not fear spiders and snakes. a place where sometimes winds will howl incessantly, where it may snow in winter. a place where the mists of the ancestors roll in.

I knew that I was in the right place when I spied this Pixie through my camera lens.. in the boughs of the apple tree.. can you see him?

[we move into Avalon next week]