Several weeks ago Sybella was invited to attend a meeting, a flight away, in another kingdom to discuss the ideas of her writing. Perhaps, one of the most important meetings in her life! Or at least in "her own" life in Thisworld.
For years she has put the needs of Her King, and the little feet above any need of her own. It was never a problem to place them above herself and watch as they each take part in the spirits of their own dreams and accomplishments. Never asking that any spotlight be given to her hearts desire. Not much expecting to be more then the wife of Her King or the mother of the little feet.
When invited to attend the meeting, a flight away, Her King decided it would be in his best interest to accompany her on this major trip. It was also decided that the prince and princess be brought along and taken for a visit to see TinkerBell. A Tinker Fairy most children recognize and adore. Considering that she lives but a few miles from the meeting place Sybella has been invited to it all seemed so logical at the time the plans were made.
This morning it seemed less logical to Sybella as she rushed around making certain everyone packed the things they would need during their visit to the Magical Kingdom. She noticed herself distracted over the issues of shoes and socks, hats and hair bows, and the wants and wishes of the people she has cared for with complete dedication. She noticed that her own needs appeared less important to anyone else. She noticed that the reason for the flight had been overshadowed by the excitement and wants of her family.
Sybella, did not allow this to dampen her spirit and has made sure to direct her attention to the truth of the trip for herself. As the hours approach for the time of the flight she is excited and nervous and above all else she is ready.
Confidence and support for this big adventure having been reinforced by the loving words sent her way from her ChooseWell as usual seemed to be more then enough to carry her through the ritual of planning and packing. She was ready to meet the important people, having been reminded during the past days of the fact that her own dreams in life matter. Having one person who remembered what this flight was about and that it was possibly the most important trip of her lifetime.
Sybella is ready and able standing in confidence built up and based on the words from the one who truly does love her. As this post is made, her family is ready for their own fun, she is ready for her adventure.
They will return in a few days, less than a week--Sybella has waited for this meeting since her childhood and will soon know if she has passed the test of being considered a master of the craft of words... It could happen at no better time with the waxing crescent moon and returning in time to celebrate Beltaine!
April 26, 2009
April 22, 2009
Her King Speaks
After the several weeks, and exchange of messages between Sybella and Kinght ChooseWell, she had finally found a balance from the emotional impact of it all. She had finally settled down and was starting to think more clearly. She had finally found peace with the idea that forever would not be too long to wait if there would ever be a day where she and he were free to love each other again.
Sybella, had made good use of the waining moon, had let go of the barrage of mixed feelings that had built during the waxing moon. She was feeling more herself and a peace with the fact that her love for ChooseWell would need to remain on the page of the messages they exchanged. And, satisfied that without the full right to love each other the messages would be enough for her.
Her feet were solid on the ground. Her thinking less up and down. Her attention returned to the details of the Now. It was enough to share the secret writing love affair with her ChooseWell. While unsure of the right or wrong of it, in her mind and heart she was still the faithful wife of Her King. She had done nothing physically to violate this fact. And, because Her King was a good man, she intended for it to remain a fact.
Sybella knew Her King needed her and loved her in the way he knew how. And, she was finally at peace with the idea that at least until the little feet of the princess and the prince had become able adults she would remain the faithful wife of Her King. He seemed happy with her, depended on her and would never survive the duty's of parenting the little feet without her.
She knew that while he was not able to ever give her the love or touch she had with ChooseWell, that at least she had the words from the one who did know how to love her. She would do her best to be happy with this double-life sort of thing. Her King with the responsibility of the day in and out of life...Her ChooseWell there with the words that gave chill to her neck for the sensitivity of understanding her like no other ever had or will.
For what she needed most was not simply the passion of lust but, much deeper then that. It had been born of friendship in the first place and grew with the passion of words they wrote together and the poetry of life they each seemed to see with the same eye and heart. Sybella had even been with him in the first place because of his passion for words and those words he had whispered in her ear during his rescue of her from the hands of the EvilOne.
What Sybella had not expected on this day was to hear the words of Her King. The man whom had said few during their 9 years together. The man who showed his love with gifts and money rather then attention and passion. Sybella had never in all of these weeks, or even the years they had shared detected that Her Kind had ever in anyway been displeased with her.
Had he sensed that she was carried away with thoughts of love and need for intimacy before he dropped boom on her? Had he noticed a change in her tone or attitude since she had made contact with ChooseWell? It was difficult to conclude by the words Her King offered tonight. Words spoken in loud voice with anger. Words she had never even suspected would be spoken to her and in such a way.
It did not seem possible he was feeling threat from an outsider. And, in thinking about the angry words spoken it was clear the matter had nothing to do with the relationship she shared with Her King and everything to to with Her as a Mother. He had waited months to address the root of his anger but, when he did so it was with violent air and hard voice the very things Sybella can face least.
The one thing Sybella had always made clear was that anger and loud voice were cause for her to run away as fast as possible. She had lived with these things in her childhood and even more with the EvilOne who held her captive for nearly 15 years. Even while courting when once Her King had raised voice in anger at some other person--Sybella ran from him fast as just the sound of it sends her to panic.
Why would Her King keep a criticism secret from her so long it boiled to hot words and was delivered with the shrill sound of the tea kettle whistle? Why would he have hidden his opinion of her as a mother for so long that he boiled without cause?
And, was continuing to walk in Thisworld and love in another even made possible because Her King had lacked passion for her. Did his lack of care for her make his heart ground for tilling judgement and scoring even for a problem he kept to himself?
Sybella, again found herself flooded with emotion and hurt. Had Her King respected her so little that he would not have spoken of his concerns for months and years only to stab her with it the moment there was something in the air happy with her? Why was this brought to her attention so late in the work of parenting the little feet? If he had cared and loved them all, would he have not wanted to address these concerns when they took place--rather then spend months and years keeping a tally of her failures?
Sybella, had made good use of the waining moon, had let go of the barrage of mixed feelings that had built during the waxing moon. She was feeling more herself and a peace with the fact that her love for ChooseWell would need to remain on the page of the messages they exchanged. And, satisfied that without the full right to love each other the messages would be enough for her.
Her feet were solid on the ground. Her thinking less up and down. Her attention returned to the details of the Now. It was enough to share the secret writing love affair with her ChooseWell. While unsure of the right or wrong of it, in her mind and heart she was still the faithful wife of Her King. She had done nothing physically to violate this fact. And, because Her King was a good man, she intended for it to remain a fact.
Sybella knew Her King needed her and loved her in the way he knew how. And, she was finally at peace with the idea that at least until the little feet of the princess and the prince had become able adults she would remain the faithful wife of Her King. He seemed happy with her, depended on her and would never survive the duty's of parenting the little feet without her.
She knew that while he was not able to ever give her the love or touch she had with ChooseWell, that at least she had the words from the one who did know how to love her. She would do her best to be happy with this double-life sort of thing. Her King with the responsibility of the day in and out of life...Her ChooseWell there with the words that gave chill to her neck for the sensitivity of understanding her like no other ever had or will.
For what she needed most was not simply the passion of lust but, much deeper then that. It had been born of friendship in the first place and grew with the passion of words they wrote together and the poetry of life they each seemed to see with the same eye and heart. Sybella had even been with him in the first place because of his passion for words and those words he had whispered in her ear during his rescue of her from the hands of the EvilOne.
What Sybella had not expected on this day was to hear the words of Her King. The man whom had said few during their 9 years together. The man who showed his love with gifts and money rather then attention and passion. Sybella had never in all of these weeks, or even the years they had shared detected that Her Kind had ever in anyway been displeased with her.
Had he sensed that she was carried away with thoughts of love and need for intimacy before he dropped boom on her? Had he noticed a change in her tone or attitude since she had made contact with ChooseWell? It was difficult to conclude by the words Her King offered tonight. Words spoken in loud voice with anger. Words she had never even suspected would be spoken to her and in such a way.
It did not seem possible he was feeling threat from an outsider. And, in thinking about the angry words spoken it was clear the matter had nothing to do with the relationship she shared with Her King and everything to to with Her as a Mother. He had waited months to address the root of his anger but, when he did so it was with violent air and hard voice the very things Sybella can face least.
The one thing Sybella had always made clear was that anger and loud voice were cause for her to run away as fast as possible. She had lived with these things in her childhood and even more with the EvilOne who held her captive for nearly 15 years. Even while courting when once Her King had raised voice in anger at some other person--Sybella ran from him fast as just the sound of it sends her to panic.
Why would Her King keep a criticism secret from her so long it boiled to hot words and was delivered with the shrill sound of the tea kettle whistle? Why would he have hidden his opinion of her as a mother for so long that he boiled without cause?
And, was continuing to walk in Thisworld and love in another even made possible because Her King had lacked passion for her. Did his lack of care for her make his heart ground for tilling judgement and scoring even for a problem he kept to himself?
Sybella, again found herself flooded with emotion and hurt. Had Her King respected her so little that he would not have spoken of his concerns for months and years only to stab her with it the moment there was something in the air happy with her? Why was this brought to her attention so late in the work of parenting the little feet? If he had cared and loved them all, would he have not wanted to address these concerns when they took place--rather then spend months and years keeping a tally of her failures?
Earth Day 2009
April 22, 2009~~~
Today is Earth Day, and Sybella has taken part in this day since she was in grade school. The first Earth Day was April 22, 1970 and as a young child living in southern California could not have been living in a more polluted place. Some of her most vivid memories were the hot summer days and the Smog Alerts that prevented play or meant that play would end that night with painful breathing due to smog damaged lungs.
When Earth Day started she was right there as one of the most inspired and willing to work children and nothing has changed about that in 39 years!
Today, as an adult when she returns to California on visits her observations are that there has been a reduction in the smog and that most younger people don't recall the scare of helicopters flying over their homes with megaphones telling them to go inside their home and breath through a wet wash cloth! While California will always have the lovely haze in the Los Angeles basin--Sybella, can notice the haze is not nearly as brown as her childhood. Progress has been made and that's something to be hopeful about.
On this earth day, Sybella is planting 3 trees in the yards of the elderly neighbors and has donated 3 cases of energy efficient light bulbs to the local food bank asking that they be included with the boxes they distribute to the needy citizens of the kingdom. Logic tells Sybella those families in need of help with food are more likely to not be able to purchase the higher cost light bulbs so sending them with the food boxes seems a good way to contribute where the need is the greatest.
Tonight the family will celebrate Earth Day by eating our supper of food given to us from the earth and by sharing our ideas to become even more diligent with our efforts to do our part where we can to take care of our earth.
If you want to know more about Earth Day 2009 Sybella suggests you Click Here.
Today is Earth Day, and Sybella has taken part in this day since she was in grade school. The first Earth Day was April 22, 1970 and as a young child living in southern California could not have been living in a more polluted place. Some of her most vivid memories were the hot summer days and the Smog Alerts that prevented play or meant that play would end that night with painful breathing due to smog damaged lungs.
When Earth Day started she was right there as one of the most inspired and willing to work children and nothing has changed about that in 39 years!
Today, as an adult when she returns to California on visits her observations are that there has been a reduction in the smog and that most younger people don't recall the scare of helicopters flying over their homes with megaphones telling them to go inside their home and breath through a wet wash cloth! While California will always have the lovely haze in the Los Angeles basin--Sybella, can notice the haze is not nearly as brown as her childhood. Progress has been made and that's something to be hopeful about.
On this earth day, Sybella is planting 3 trees in the yards of the elderly neighbors and has donated 3 cases of energy efficient light bulbs to the local food bank asking that they be included with the boxes they distribute to the needy citizens of the kingdom. Logic tells Sybella those families in need of help with food are more likely to not be able to purchase the higher cost light bulbs so sending them with the food boxes seems a good way to contribute where the need is the greatest.
Tonight the family will celebrate Earth Day by eating our supper of food given to us from the earth and by sharing our ideas to become even more diligent with our efforts to do our part where we can to take care of our earth.
If you want to know more about Earth Day 2009 Sybella suggests you Click Here.
April 21, 2009
Au Gratin Potatoes
One of Sybella's favorite recipes for potatoes is the basic Au Gratin method. Perhaps because this recipe can be dressed Up or served in it's most simple form and still taste wonderful. I can also be made more or less rich.Basic Au Gratin Potatoes
10-15 Potatoes--pealed and sliced thin, be sure to rinse the sliced potatoes very well.
1/2 Cups diced Onions
1/4 Chopped fresh parsley
1/4 to 1/2 Cups Butter (or such)--Sliced into wedges
1/4 to 1/2 Cup Flour
Several Pinches of Salt and Pepper.
Milk
These ingredients are to be layered into a baking dish. Start with a few of the butter slices and then pile on the potato slices--the goal is to create 3-4 layers. Sprinkle some Onions, parsley and a pinch of the salt and pepper on top of the potatoes. Then dust everything with the flour. Continue making layers until everything is in the pan. Pour Milk over the whole dish until the potatoes are covered and soaking in the milk.
Bake in 350 degree oven until the potatoes have soaked in all the milk and the top browns.
To Spice it Up
Just about anything can be added:
Cheese
Ham
Bacon
Chicken and,
Mushrooms are all some of Sybella's favorites.
This recipe may also be made with Cream, or canned milk.
April 20, 2009
The Castle Kitchen
Sybella enjoys growing her garden for more then the simple joy it is to be outdoors. When it comes to growing the plants that will be served for feasts and meals she takes even more joy because in the end she will be the one to prepare the food her plants create.
During the difficult economic times int the kingdom it's wise for people to learn the way things were done in the past--before the new traditions replaced the old. It's probably why there are these kinds of times!
In Thisworld it is very easy to become dependent on easy cook meals, restaurants and microwave ovens to provide our families with nutrition. The poor economy may just be what is needed to inspire more people to plant a garden or dig out the old recipe box and start actually cooking!
Think of all the lost memories of our mother's and grandmother's if the special dishes they were known for...don't come frozen in a box? Sybella has always enjoyed witnessing the people she loves and cares about enjoy the results of her garden and the way she cooks. And she has always enjoyed the recipes left behind in her Greatness Gram's box.
As board as Sybella has been with the day out and day in of it... she thought perhaps there might be a way to share Greatness Gram's recipes with the citizens in the kingdom who may not have such a box of their own.
She decided to submit some of her great grandmothers recipes to the editor of the weekly paper just as her great grandmother had nearly a hundred years ago! Well, actually it was only 85 years ago but may as well have been a hundred! To her surprise and delight she was offered a weekly column in the paper and the editor asked if she would like to call it "The Castle Kitchen"
Sybella, being a crafter of words, would never pass chance to be published, paid or not! She would have a byline and for some writers the byline is all that matters!
Of course, in reality Sybella started out wanting to help the people in her kingdom learn to grow and prepare food, and share her great grandmothers Magic with them. It was just the added blessing of the byline that caused Sybella to be satisfied with the handing down of traditions many in Thisworld have not learned or have forgotten.
Today, she has been busy planning and gathering the supplies she needs to create a wonderful weekly column in the newspaper--sharing grams magic. Her first deadline is tonight!
During the difficult economic times int the kingdom it's wise for people to learn the way things were done in the past--before the new traditions replaced the old. It's probably why there are these kinds of times!
In Thisworld it is very easy to become dependent on easy cook meals, restaurants and microwave ovens to provide our families with nutrition. The poor economy may just be what is needed to inspire more people to plant a garden or dig out the old recipe box and start actually cooking!
Think of all the lost memories of our mother's and grandmother's if the special dishes they were known for...don't come frozen in a box? Sybella has always enjoyed witnessing the people she loves and cares about enjoy the results of her garden and the way she cooks. And she has always enjoyed the recipes left behind in her Greatness Gram's box.
As board as Sybella has been with the day out and day in of it... she thought perhaps there might be a way to share Greatness Gram's recipes with the citizens in the kingdom who may not have such a box of their own.
She decided to submit some of her great grandmothers recipes to the editor of the weekly paper just as her great grandmother had nearly a hundred years ago! Well, actually it was only 85 years ago but may as well have been a hundred! To her surprise and delight she was offered a weekly column in the paper and the editor asked if she would like to call it "The Castle Kitchen"
Sybella, being a crafter of words, would never pass chance to be published, paid or not! She would have a byline and for some writers the byline is all that matters!
Of course, in reality Sybella started out wanting to help the people in her kingdom learn to grow and prepare food, and share her great grandmothers Magic with them. It was just the added blessing of the byline that caused Sybella to be satisfied with the handing down of traditions many in Thisworld have not learned or have forgotten.
Today, she has been busy planning and gathering the supplies she needs to create a wonderful weekly column in the newspaper--sharing grams magic. Her first deadline is tonight!
Her own Spring Rain
Monday, April 20, 2009 ~~~
This spring morning broke bright filled with the light of a new day. Yet, Sybella woke slowly still wanting to remain in her dreams. Knowing that to walk through another day would bring with it the mix of joy, sorrow of the past, and reality of the fact she was the wife of Her King.
Knight ChooseWell and Sybella's exchange of words had revealed not only had he beaten the Dragon, but that he had thought of Sybella the whole time, as she had thought of ChooseWell every moment since he left for the battle.
Sybella's messages started out guarded and appropriate for the wife of Her King. She informed ChooseWell that her life was - different now. That she was the wife or Her King and that he was a good king, had not once hurt her, and was an honorable man. Sybella let ChooseWell know that she and Her King had adopted children from the kingdom and that her obligations to her adopted children were as all important as to the children he knew born to her as the wife of the EvilOne.
Sybella's messages also could not help but express her pain for the loss of him. She had never stopped looking out the windows to see if she might spot him walking without knowing due to the effects of the dragon smoke...that she had looked for him to be made a Hero by beating the ugly dragon and living the life of a hero today. That not a day had passed she had not thought of him.
Sybella asked how many years he was at war with the dragon? How long had he suffered the mind altering effects of the dragon smoke?
ChooseWell had answered, and his answer is reason this beautiful spring day filled with sunshine was like the most cold and dark winter morning.
Sybella, learned that ChooseWell had not returned to her because he thought his battle with the dragon had turned her love for him to hate. That he did not return because he believed he had lost Sybella. ChooseWell wrote to Sybella that he did not think he was welcome to return to her.
Knowing this was cause for rain today and Sybella only has her own tears to cause clouds.
Knight ChooseWell and Sybella's exchange of words had revealed not only had he beaten the Dragon, but that he had thought of Sybella the whole time, as she had thought of ChooseWell every moment since he left for the battle.
Sybella's messages started out guarded and appropriate for the wife of Her King. She informed ChooseWell that her life was - different now. That she was the wife or Her King and that he was a good king, had not once hurt her, and was an honorable man. Sybella let ChooseWell know that she and Her King had adopted children from the kingdom and that her obligations to her adopted children were as all important as to the children he knew born to her as the wife of the EvilOne.
Sybella's messages also could not help but express her pain for the loss of him. She had never stopped looking out the windows to see if she might spot him walking without knowing due to the effects of the dragon smoke...that she had looked for him to be made a Hero by beating the ugly dragon and living the life of a hero today. That not a day had passed she had not thought of him.
Sybella asked how many years he was at war with the dragon? How long had he suffered the mind altering effects of the dragon smoke?
ChooseWell had answered, and his answer is reason this beautiful spring day filled with sunshine was like the most cold and dark winter morning.
Sybella, learned that ChooseWell had not returned to her because he thought his battle with the dragon had turned her love for him to hate. That he did not return because he believed he had lost Sybella. ChooseWell wrote to Sybella that he did not think he was welcome to return to her.
Knowing this was cause for rain today and Sybella only has her own tears to cause clouds.
A long, busy weekend and understanding for Sybella
She had not expected it a month ago. She had not thought her Knight ChooseWell survived the fight with the dragon. The years their fingertips touched before separated was nearly twelve years past. Her life was perfect as far as she could tell.
Her life was what any woman would want...as far as she could tell.
Until, she heard from her ChooseWell, and since she had now, her life will never be the same.
Since finding one another Sybella and ChooseWell have yet to see each other--they have not even heard the voice of the other in all of these many years. They did not bump into each other on the streets or in the market. ChooseWell, searched for Sybella...and she was informed of his search. For whatever reason the wife of a King would have--Sybella responded to her Knights Search and accepted his messages.
At the moment Sybella, felt strong and satisfied in the way she had literally Picked Her King and Got him. Any woman with that kind of magic should be strong enough to be happy when she got what she wanted. At the moment, she didn't even realize what she had done.
Sybella, responded unaware that when she did so, she would become aware and understand far more then she expected. She did not know what she did not know and not knowing became a spiritual and emotional journey she never imagined.
It took but, only a few exchanges of words, one to the other, before Sybella realized the profound implications of the situation. It was for but a few words from ChooseWell that she stood face to surrender to the one truth she had never denied...
It was just that it was in the words from her Knight that caused Sybella to crash right into the fact that she and he were absolutely part of the same bolt of lightning.
It did not appear to matter their eyes had not touched--or their voices not yet greeted one another after the years seperated. It was that the kind of love Sybella and ChooseWell had know was the kind only known by the poets of it.
By mere exchange of their words--ChooseWell and Sybella had always been poetry together. Within the exchange of but a few letters their poetry picked up right where it had stopped when ChooseWell had left her to fight his dragon.
Not exactly, where Sybella, the wife of Her King had ever much expected to find herself, especially with no advance notice.
With the whirl-wind of it all, it appears Sybella is making sense of it all now. And apparently ready to take her steps toward the next bend in her path.
Her life was what any woman would want...as far as she could tell.
Until, she heard from her ChooseWell, and since she had now, her life will never be the same.
Since finding one another Sybella and ChooseWell have yet to see each other--they have not even heard the voice of the other in all of these many years. They did not bump into each other on the streets or in the market. ChooseWell, searched for Sybella...and she was informed of his search. For whatever reason the wife of a King would have--Sybella responded to her Knights Search and accepted his messages.
At the moment Sybella, felt strong and satisfied in the way she had literally Picked Her King and Got him. Any woman with that kind of magic should be strong enough to be happy when she got what she wanted. At the moment, she didn't even realize what she had done.
Sybella, responded unaware that when she did so, she would become aware and understand far more then she expected. She did not know what she did not know and not knowing became a spiritual and emotional journey she never imagined.
It took but, only a few exchanges of words, one to the other, before Sybella realized the profound implications of the situation. It was for but a few words from ChooseWell that she stood face to surrender to the one truth she had never denied...
It was just that it was in the words from her Knight that caused Sybella to crash right into the fact that she and he were absolutely part of the same bolt of lightning.
It did not appear to matter their eyes had not touched--or their voices not yet greeted one another after the years seperated. It was that the kind of love Sybella and ChooseWell had know was the kind only known by the poets of it.
By mere exchange of their words--ChooseWell and Sybella had always been poetry together. Within the exchange of but a few letters their poetry picked up right where it had stopped when ChooseWell had left her to fight his dragon.
Not exactly, where Sybella, the wife of Her King had ever much expected to find herself, especially with no advance notice.
With the whirl-wind of it all, it appears Sybella is making sense of it all now. And apparently ready to take her steps toward the next bend in her path.
April 17, 2009
Sybella's Friday Flight ~ Journey to the Capital
Today Sybella went to see the Senator of the people in her Kingdom. It was a beautiful day. Started with the mist and ending with the sun.
April 16, 2009
Sybella a Fae TWithchy
Another morning, with the sunlight greeting Sybella through her chamber windows. As lonely as it is for her to live alone with Her King in the beautiful castle she does find it's comforts, indulgences, and royal qualities to be quite seductive.
To wake, with near full circle of the morning light has an unbelievable effect on her entire day. With exception of the routine facts of life, the kiss of the strong, hot sun each morning has a trance like effect, ALL OVER Sybella!
With the fact, of the season of the year, morning dawns with the coldest of winds, and the heat of the sun so wanting to cause the cold to submit, surrender, take the wind!
Sybella, wakes these cold mornings with the knowing that by the end of the day she WILL feel the heat of the sun--even if only for a moment... if, only in the dreams of her own mind. She simply cannot resist the effort of the early spring sun...and the struggle of it all.
At this time of the season, Sybella finds her own chambers can be filled with all the tools, and luxuries any winter weary fea could dream during the submission she so loves as summer tries to take her winter lonely all away...
The word crafter in her could not resist the need to allow Sybella not only time and priveledge to lounge in the pleasure of watching and feeling the sun try so hard, but also a place to allow herself to let her TWitchy side out for the morning... She had thought to write a new page and let that part of the fae she is free... but, then felt lead to use a completely different notebook and mark it clear "Fiction." Noted too a top a new page...keeping these words locked in her magic box just to be sure the wrong eyes didn't happen to take read.
She just had to find a place to let herself be TWitchy and thought to write a story about the world that happens in her own Chambers... and then decided to go take a long soak in the royal bath.
To wake, with near full circle of the morning light has an unbelievable effect on her entire day. With exception of the routine facts of life, the kiss of the strong, hot sun each morning has a trance like effect, ALL OVER Sybella!
With the fact, of the season of the year, morning dawns with the coldest of winds, and the heat of the sun so wanting to cause the cold to submit, surrender, take the wind!
Sybella, wakes these cold mornings with the knowing that by the end of the day she WILL feel the heat of the sun--even if only for a moment... if, only in the dreams of her own mind. She simply cannot resist the effort of the early spring sun...and the struggle of it all.
At this time of the season, Sybella finds her own chambers can be filled with all the tools, and luxuries any winter weary fea could dream during the submission she so loves as summer tries to take her winter lonely all away...
The word crafter in her could not resist the need to allow Sybella not only time and priveledge to lounge in the pleasure of watching and feeling the sun try so hard, but also a place to allow herself to let her TWitchy side out for the morning... She had thought to write a new page and let that part of the fae she is free... but, then felt lead to use a completely different notebook and mark it clear "Fiction." Noted too a top a new page...keeping these words locked in her magic box just to be sure the wrong eyes didn't happen to take read.
She just had to find a place to let herself be TWitchy and thought to write a story about the world that happens in her own Chambers... and then decided to go take a long soak in the royal bath.
April 14, 2009
Spring Sky Above the Castle
April 14, 2009 ~ Pacific Northwest ~ Between Mt. St. Helens, and the Columbia River Gorge.
Photography by: Sybella April 2009
Perfect Protection
For a crafter of words the mere sight of blank page is cause to fill it. Sybella has always found the seduction of empty white space impossible to avoid filling. As in all things however the word often cuts two ways. Some beautiful splendid words of awesome wonder may fall on page...also too however some words are quite the other.
Sybella by mere necessity of free expression learned many years ago, while still a child that some words are not wise left in open sight of the wrong eyes.
For many times the discovery of the print on page has burned her at the stake of another's authority! As an innocent young Faery some words found by her parents struck fear to their very foot! They had seen far too much of the Sybella Faery Fey to even know true or not one word found. And, as Sybella became electric with Life her words were often very grounding!
Or, as once the case--ending of the dance of youths first young love. Drat, that her mother had to discover the words written by imagination rebellion.
She had after-all at that step of life in Thisworld, not yet even flashed more then mere twinkle... however, her words found said quite a different story. It was that episode of youthful learning Sybella found charm to continue her writing--and not be mistaken as of Thisworld.
She discovered one word written top the page was the Bridge to the Otherworld of Words Freedom. Sybella, found in the still of the night, under the light of the moon a word that would become her dome of perfect protection.
The word was simple: FICTION
Sybella had innocently discovered a magic key which would unlock ALL the Doors for flights of faery fancy to last the rest of her time in Thisworld. Sybella had discovered the shield of her freedom written and the circle of it's protection.
Sybella's discovery was so much Power she should have blown to the Otherworld right that moment! Instead, she choose to hold it keep it and not allow herself to give it out in release--not like a Witch does. Not to the world Above and Not to the world Under--Sybella stored the power where it would make the magic only a faery knows to cause travel to the Otherworld, of Ecstasy.
Pity, the witch would just give it away...
Sybella by mere necessity of free expression learned many years ago, while still a child that some words are not wise left in open sight of the wrong eyes.
For many times the discovery of the print on page has burned her at the stake of another's authority! As an innocent young Faery some words found by her parents struck fear to their very foot! They had seen far too much of the Sybella Faery Fey to even know true or not one word found. And, as Sybella became electric with Life her words were often very grounding!
Or, as once the case--ending of the dance of youths first young love. Drat, that her mother had to discover the words written by imagination rebellion.
She had after-all at that step of life in Thisworld, not yet even flashed more then mere twinkle... however, her words found said quite a different story. It was that episode of youthful learning Sybella found charm to continue her writing--and not be mistaken as of Thisworld.
She discovered one word written top the page was the Bridge to the Otherworld of Words Freedom. Sybella, found in the still of the night, under the light of the moon a word that would become her dome of perfect protection.
The word was simple: FICTION
Sybella had innocently discovered a magic key which would unlock ALL the Doors for flights of faery fancy to last the rest of her time in Thisworld. Sybella had discovered the shield of her freedom written and the circle of it's protection.
Sybella's discovery was so much Power she should have blown to the Otherworld right that moment! Instead, she choose to hold it keep it and not allow herself to give it out in release--not like a Witch does. Not to the world Above and Not to the world Under--Sybella stored the power where it would make the magic only a faery knows to cause travel to the Otherworld, of Ecstasy.
Pity, the witch would just give it away...
The Opened Box
Sybella was kissed by the light of the morning sun, and woke early to take in the dawn of a new day. The perfect quite as all in Thisworld pause breath for the moment of splendor in the sky and, a peek of the days mood. This morning broke beautiful.
This day, the measure of time having past for her to regain balance and sense of it all. To be reminded of every thought of Knight ChooseWell, to recall her heart of love. All of it had been brought to life so unexpectedly, Sybella was caught surprised. But, also too made alive.
It had only been matter of days, since the message had been delivered. Sybella knew it was like touching fire to even open the envelope she found in hand from his. Even the sight of name caused her heart to skip a beat. And, every one knows a faery cannot resist the want of thoughts from those whom notice her twinkle--and followed her.
It is common knowledge that a faery could never resist her fancy flight of fey! To even try would steel every sparkle of her charm away. If not common knowledge it should be, fact a feary cannot flitter off without knowing...
She had to read the message, of course.
...and then as each word of it entered her eye, she woke up inside. Like the open bud of this day's Calilliy filled her eye this dawn. The effects of it were as if two parts of the same bolt of lightning had found each other again--long past the distraction of the storm.
Sybella, could not bar the message from her Knight ChooseWell. To do so would kill a faery. Or at least it would kill Sybella.
It was Her Knight! The message was from the other half of lightning she is.
And, when she read the message received from Her ChooseWell--she whole recalled--it was he whom had set her free from the box once held and locked in by the EvilOne.
It was Her ChooseWell that came in light of day to unlock the box and set her free.
Sybella had lived many tears of pain, hurt and nearly lost her twinkle all together during the long years--frozen fear--in the box locked tight by the EvilOne whom had caught her.
She had not once asked, a Knight for help, even while often she wanted too. She had not dare ask of any to put foot between. She could not be root of pain for any other and was told by a star as a child, that the He of Her would See Her without her asking of him.
She has been reminded by the frogs as a young faery that she would not need twinkle or flitter or even ask of the other half of her to See who she was.
ChooseWell, saw Sybella first sight. From then he knew and went forward and opened the box Sybella had been locked inside for 15 years of her life in Thisworld.
How would any expect that Sybella would not let into her eye the words of such in her life?
This day, the measure of time having past for her to regain balance and sense of it all. To be reminded of every thought of Knight ChooseWell, to recall her heart of love. All of it had been brought to life so unexpectedly, Sybella was caught surprised. But, also too made alive.
It had only been matter of days, since the message had been delivered. Sybella knew it was like touching fire to even open the envelope she found in hand from his. Even the sight of name caused her heart to skip a beat. And, every one knows a faery cannot resist the want of thoughts from those whom notice her twinkle--and followed her.
It is common knowledge that a faery could never resist her fancy flight of fey! To even try would steel every sparkle of her charm away. If not common knowledge it should be, fact a feary cannot flitter off without knowing...
She had to read the message, of course.
...and then as each word of it entered her eye, she woke up inside. Like the open bud of this day's Calilliy filled her eye this dawn. The effects of it were as if two parts of the same bolt of lightning had found each other again--long past the distraction of the storm.
Sybella, could not bar the message from her Knight ChooseWell. To do so would kill a faery. Or at least it would kill Sybella.
It was Her Knight! The message was from the other half of lightning she is.
And, when she read the message received from Her ChooseWell--she whole recalled--it was he whom had set her free from the box once held and locked in by the EvilOne.
It was Her ChooseWell that came in light of day to unlock the box and set her free.
Sybella had lived many tears of pain, hurt and nearly lost her twinkle all together during the long years--frozen fear--in the box locked tight by the EvilOne whom had caught her.
She had not once asked, a Knight for help, even while often she wanted too. She had not dare ask of any to put foot between. She could not be root of pain for any other and was told by a star as a child, that the He of Her would See Her without her asking of him.
She has been reminded by the frogs as a young faery that she would not need twinkle or flitter or even ask of the other half of her to See who she was.
ChooseWell, saw Sybella first sight. From then he knew and went forward and opened the box Sybella had been locked inside for 15 years of her life in Thisworld.
How would any expect that Sybella would not let into her eye the words of such in her life?
April 13, 2009
And Sybella Wrote:
ChooseWell my love the breath of me,
Time passes eternity.
Awake to me my love,
Awake to this day of us,
Awake to take charge the path of us once more.
ChooseWell, my love my spirits soul,
Parted an eternity.
Awake to me my memory,
Awake to this day of us.
Awake to take charge the path of us once more.
ChooseWell, the life of me
My heartbeat eternity.
Awake to me the breath of life.
Awake to this day of us.
Awake to take charge the path of us once more.
ChooseWell, the soul of me,
I love thee for eternity.
Awake to me my lips wait thee.
Awake to this day of us.
Awake to take charge the path of us once more.
Time passes eternity.
Awake to me my love,
Awake to this day of us,
Awake to take charge the path of us once more.
ChooseWell, my love my spirits soul,
Parted an eternity.
Awake to me my memory,
Awake to this day of us.
Awake to take charge the path of us once more.
ChooseWell, the life of me
My heartbeat eternity.
Awake to me the breath of life.
Awake to this day of us.
Awake to take charge the path of us once more.
ChooseWell, the soul of me,
I love thee for eternity.
Awake to me my lips wait thee.
Awake to this day of us.
Awake to take charge the path of us once more.
~
Word Craft ~ Free Writing
It starts the way the words decide they would want to be written. Sybella has different rituals depending on the words wanting to be put down. If they want to be words boring and dull for the buttering of bread--well then she starts that ritual with lots of coffee and turns around three times before setting a timer and just dumping the words that come out.
Other times, Sybella finds words that would like to be written in a little different way. Perhaps, angry for a situation in Thisworld, or maybe words that would like to say she was hurt or happy. The words may want to tell of a journey or an experience. Sybella can choose to write the words the way they decide to be written. In order to do so however she must be able to listen to them.
Her rituals are variedand the rules of it all are not nearly as important as moving with what the words want to say. Who knows what that could be with Sybella so how could there be one ritual for words yet to be written?
Sybella lets the words unwritten show their way. Her ritual must allow her to naturally move through finding the words and allowing them to leave her fingertips to show themselves on the page. Of course, as they make themselves Seen there may be cause to shift or break her current thought for direction and often, Sybella finds her written words say more then she expected.
There is not a way to make strict ritual for something that has not yet been written. The writing itself may say the next step in the ritual. It would be very frustrating for the words to get out if due to outline the crafter not permitted to go with what they say.
Sybella uses many tools to work her craft of words. Music playing is one and her most favorite. She may shift from one thought to another and transition by taking a bath, relaxing and letting thought run free. Taking the feel of the day away--or making them more real.
There is however one ritual she uses to allow the words to take shape and form. Well practiced by any word crafter of repute. The secular word crafters may call it an exercise, Sybella calls it FreeWriting.
Other times, Sybella finds words that would like to be written in a little different way. Perhaps, angry for a situation in Thisworld, or maybe words that would like to say she was hurt or happy. The words may want to tell of a journey or an experience. Sybella can choose to write the words the way they decide to be written. In order to do so however she must be able to listen to them.
Her rituals are varied
Sybella lets the words unwritten show their way. Her ritual must allow her to naturally move through finding the words and allowing them to leave her fingertips to show themselves on the page. Of course, as they make themselves Seen there may be cause to shift or break her current thought for direction and often, Sybella finds her written words say more then she expected.
There is not a way to make strict ritual for something that has not yet been written. The writing itself may say the next step in the ritual. It would be very frustrating for the words to get out if due to outline the crafter not permitted to go with what they say.
Sybella uses many tools to work her craft of words. Music playing is one and her most favorite. She may shift from one thought to another and transition by taking a bath, relaxing and letting thought run free. Taking the feel of the day away--or making them more real.
There is however one ritual she uses to allow the words to take shape and form. Well practiced by any word crafter of repute. The secular word crafters may call it an exercise, Sybella calls it FreeWriting.
There are only a few rules she has for the FreeWrite of words:
1- Position and equipment (nice pen and ample paper--or laptop depends on the words to be written)
2- Grounding always and the correct space to write the words to be written.
3- A timer set for 9 minutes. (or more depending)
Set up the tools, in the space to write the words that need to be written. Ground--and then visualize, meditate and build the energy for the words wanting to be put to page. Turn the timer on and Write the words.
Sometimes FreeWriting is to get an idea out or the first ideas out for a certain topic. Good for the block of words.
Sometimes it is for the drill of it--to put things in order, to go from one point to the next with the words of it.
Sometimes it is to Let it Be Written. A good way to put it down in the black and white of it.
Sometimes it is to tell it.
Sometimes it is to be done with it.
Sometimes it is to give it away.
Sometimes it is to keep it most secret.
Sometimes it is for flight faery fey.
Word Path
~~~ It is not often as Sybella moves in Thisworld she is lost for way. Direction has in general been instinctive for her feet. Lead by intuition, knowing and the blessings of internal compass, Sybella rarely stands with question.
On this day, Sybella is at such a place. The spot where others with the gift of word have often written. Of such written words she most treasures being those of paths taken and paths not, of crossroads, bridges and ways. Unwritten maps.
For well, it is Sybella knows a writer writes the way.
...and of that the writer also knows the words will tell the path.~~~
On this day, Sybella is at such a place. The spot where others with the gift of word have often written. Of such written words she most treasures being those of paths taken and paths not, of crossroads, bridges and ways. Unwritten maps.
For well, it is Sybella knows a writer writes the way.
...and of that the writer also knows the words will tell the path.~~~
April 11, 2009
Sybella's Knight ChooseWell.
Saturday, April 11, 2009~~
Sybella, spent the morning reading. Looking over the everything that had been Blessed to her knowing during the waxing Moon. The night before had been first slight of waining and there was so much to list of letting go. While during full Sybella had been Full and Bright for the Seeing. For the receiving... knowing and understanding of it All.
Thisworld seemed not to be. That it was the actual Otherworld instead.
As full as the Moon became Sybella was not able to find place to let all power leave--she was playing magic when no one could see. She was not able to help herself--she wanted to help it...she cannot because for Sybella it is how you live so intense as she does. It's just Sybella in Thisworld. She just knows the way to Ecstasy and where it is the Otherworld for even only a moment.
This full Moon Sybella was made to face--full knowing of many things. Many new things Clear without misunderstanding or confusion. She had been able to hold herself and ground to the earth before she took complete flight of spirit.
Long ago she had accepted the loss of her love... parted by the evil smoke of the dragon. Sybella, knew his journey from the effects of the dragon smoke on his body, mind, soul of him, would take perhaps a lifetime.
He the love of her... the Knight ChooseWell. Having battled once for her honor, he had completely come to her aid and lead her way from the bind as the wife of an EvilOne.
Sybella, spent the morning reading. Looking over the everything that had been Blessed to her knowing during the waxing Moon. The night before had been first slight of waining and there was so much to list of letting go. While during full Sybella had been Full and Bright for the Seeing. For the receiving... knowing and understanding of it All.
Thisworld seemed not to be. That it was the actual Otherworld instead.
As full as the Moon became Sybella was not able to find place to let all power leave--she was playing magic when no one could see. She was not able to help herself--she wanted to help it...she cannot because for Sybella it is how you live so intense as she does. It's just Sybella in Thisworld. She just knows the way to Ecstasy and where it is the Otherworld for even only a moment.
This full Moon Sybella was made to face--full knowing of many things. Many new things Clear without misunderstanding or confusion. She had been able to hold herself and ground to the earth before she took complete flight of spirit.
Long ago she had accepted the loss of her love... parted by the evil smoke of the dragon. Sybella, knew his journey from the effects of the dragon smoke on his body, mind, soul of him, would take perhaps a lifetime.
He the love of her... the Knight ChooseWell. Having battled once for her honor, he had completely come to her aid and lead her way from the bind as the wife of an EvilOne.
April 10, 2009
The Day Dance
Friday 09April 10, 2009~
It has been a very day of dance for Sybella. After the morning flitting and twinkle...dusting and being that kind of Faery for Her King he was not distracted one moment from his kingdom. The work of a king seems never done.
At high noon Her King had business with the Capitalists and and left with cape and crown--a dash to his carriage. Sybella, called out the window and bid Her King, "Merry Part."
Her King nodded back, and left with not a word, a rush away...
When the carriage pulled from the castle drive behind there left the proof of his leave with creation of light clouds of dust. The perfect, path Her King had taken marked far as eye could see... to be expected at the end of the hot summer with the dirt of it all, but not usual on the wet of an early spring noon.
Sybella, fell slow for thought of what she wished Her King had said--or did, or Seen as he left her alone again in the beautiful perfect castle--empty.
There is not better way to make Sybella's heart too heavy for her wings to lift than to flitter and twinkle without any kind of notice at all. She is the kind that wants you to See the Flit and Twink just enough to follow her.
How can a faery be followed fail notice?
A Faery can even get notice of a blind one... It takes more of a Flutter than a Flitter. One needs to see a flitter but a flutter is of wing wiggle on the cheek...or neck. However, some without sight of eye can see in eye of spirit the flitter and have been known to catch of it by surprise to both of us!
Twinkle is always effective Well, always except maybe for Her King...and he does see with his eyes.
Sybella, was small and tiny left in the empty castle again. Not Seen again like most every other day. But, this time she was not of weak wings long. It's just now--what is--with Her King, and while left in the empty castle it is becoming Her Domain... and this day she danced with spirit of fancy...
It has been a very day of dance for Sybella. After the morning flitting and twinkle...dusting and being that kind of Faery for Her King he was not distracted one moment from his kingdom. The work of a king seems never done.
At high noon Her King had business with the Capitalists and and left with cape and crown--a dash to his carriage. Sybella, called out the window and bid Her King, "Merry Part."
Her King nodded back, and left with not a word, a rush away...
When the carriage pulled from the castle drive behind there left the proof of his leave with creation of light clouds of dust. The perfect, path Her King had taken marked far as eye could see... to be expected at the end of the hot summer with the dirt of it all, but not usual on the wet of an early spring noon.
Sybella, fell slow for thought of what she wished Her King had said--or did, or Seen as he left her alone again in the beautiful perfect castle--empty.
There is not better way to make Sybella's heart too heavy for her wings to lift than to flitter and twinkle without any kind of notice at all. She is the kind that wants you to See the Flit and Twink just enough to follow her.
How can a faery be followed fail notice?
A Faery can even get notice of a blind one... It takes more of a Flutter than a Flitter. One needs to see a flitter but a flutter is of wing wiggle on the cheek...or neck. However, some without sight of eye can see in eye of spirit the flitter and have been known to catch of it by surprise to both of us!
Twinkle is always effective Well, always except maybe for Her King...and he does see with his eyes.
Sybella, was small and tiny left in the empty castle again. Not Seen again like most every other day. But, this time she was not of weak wings long. It's just now--what is--with Her King, and while left in the empty castle it is becoming Her Domain... and this day she danced with spirit of fancy...
What can a Faery Do?
Friday April 10, 2009
Sybella was in flight of fey and song and dance all morning. Going about the castle with filtering and twinkle... Her King home for holiday before the feast unaware the magic beneath his feet. Not even the patter of little feet to distract, as both were gone from the castle to learn their own crafts.
The King should have want for Sybella when free... ?
She flitted by, and twinkled a twinkle. Like a desperate needy Faery fey...
The King's ears could not hear the songs, his heart not feel the dance and his eyes saw through Sybella past her to the day. Sybella, knew it would be that way--the King does not take much notice and rather sees her flight as worthless fancy.
Sybella, just sometimes needs to triple-check that she is not the reason for the lack of attention from her King--it is him. For whatever reason, he is not entranced with the Faery he has...The one he was rite to keep bound within the walls and stone of His Castle... Every King with any merit should have a faery like Sybella--for her King to have her is the matter, the rest is not.
Sybella, would fly away if her King were made of rot! But, the truth be told her King is not guilty of any crime to anyone including Sybella, lest neglect of her counts much.
Oh, not neglect by failure to provide splendid wealth, jewels, trips, shows of it... Her King has handsome treasures of things in life and deprives Sybella of not one thing his Ransom might buy for her presence... But, his want of her presence is but that she sleep in his castle...even if alone. Her presence is the want but only for the tally of his riches.
He keeps her in a golden box upon the shelf of the fire mantel... Not far from the other signs of the King He Is. The Wall of Honor and Claim any good King keeps is front of the Castle not far from the entry to room of his throne. This allows those whom seek the attention of the King to make note of the King they see. It is very impressive and for him--Sybella is by far one of the highly esteemed assets in The King's lot.
It is a nice way to make the Castle a Home...or, appear to be anyway. What quest to call would note any right Sybella to say anything other then, "Why yes, thank you so much My King is so deserving of the great Honor for which he shares not only with family but with the commoners as well. I have no call to be displeased with the Honor of my King."
So, not only is Sybella not seen by her King--but, those who do see her see a trick of magic conjured by her King himself. Not everything is what one may think they see--is not the first lesson for the magician?
Her King's magic however is of the muse or is it the wide-known art of smoke and mirrors, rather then the magic of the spirit.
Sybella, sighs to think it is not her King's fault for it. Some simply cannot SEE in life what she does.....
Sybella was in flight of fey and song and dance all morning. Going about the castle with filtering and twinkle... Her King home for holiday before the feast unaware the magic beneath his feet. Not even the patter of little feet to distract, as both were gone from the castle to learn their own crafts.
The King should have want for Sybella when free... ?
She flitted by, and twinkled a twinkle. Like a desperate needy Faery fey...
The King's ears could not hear the songs, his heart not feel the dance and his eyes saw through Sybella past her to the day. Sybella, knew it would be that way--the King does not take much notice and rather sees her flight as worthless fancy.
Sybella, just sometimes needs to triple-check that she is not the reason for the lack of attention from her King--it is him. For whatever reason, he is not entranced with the Faery he has...The one he was rite to keep bound within the walls and stone of His Castle... Every King with any merit should have a faery like Sybella--for her King to have her is the matter, the rest is not.
Sybella, would fly away if her King were made of rot! But, the truth be told her King is not guilty of any crime to anyone including Sybella, lest neglect of her counts much.
Oh, not neglect by failure to provide splendid wealth, jewels, trips, shows of it... Her King has handsome treasures of things in life and deprives Sybella of not one thing his Ransom might buy for her presence... But, his want of her presence is but that she sleep in his castle...even if alone. Her presence is the want but only for the tally of his riches.
He keeps her in a golden box upon the shelf of the fire mantel... Not far from the other signs of the King He Is. The Wall of Honor and Claim any good King keeps is front of the Castle not far from the entry to room of his throne. This allows those whom seek the attention of the King to make note of the King they see. It is very impressive and for him--Sybella is by far one of the highly esteemed assets in The King's lot.
It is a nice way to make the Castle a Home...or, appear to be anyway. What quest to call would note any right Sybella to say anything other then, "Why yes, thank you so much My King is so deserving of the great Honor for which he shares not only with family but with the commoners as well. I have no call to be displeased with the Honor of my King."
So, not only is Sybella not seen by her King--but, those who do see her see a trick of magic conjured by her King himself. Not everything is what one may think they see--is not the first lesson for the magician?
Her King's magic however is of the muse or is it the wide-known art of smoke and mirrors, rather then the magic of the spirit.
Sybella, sighs to think it is not her King's fault for it. Some simply cannot SEE in life what she does.....
Firday Flights.
Friday ~ April 10, 2009
This morning Sybella woke fresh and wide open for the day. The early peek at spring with the heat of the sun this week was a Blessing. Enough so, the return of clouds and rain can be received as sacrifice for what is to come. The fullness of spring and the passion of summer to follow.
Sybella, has been enjoying the music of her writing space--the place she flys with faery fancy. It might be a wise idea sometime to split her music into some kind of organized groups since the playlist right now is rather, diverse-ish.
For Sybella music just has No Rules at all. One of her drugs of choice to be sure. The castle is so filled with the sounds of Sybella's music and dance it is something that all in the walls also take in... the children are especially affected. The little sparkles both feel music naturally and beg of it often. It is a regular part of the day in life to have dance with them or drum together the castle is most magic during the times of no talking, but singing and moving... Of course, the playlist on her blog here has Sybella's own music which--some should just stay her private song.
Today, with the clouds and the cool it is a nice day for Sybella to dance and sing as she keeps her castle tidy, and dusted with all of the pixie dust she can find for this time of year. There will be a feast this Sunday--eggs and all the what everyone does stuff...
Sybella, has plan to play her list start to end and and fly the work of the day beginning to end of it. This would be best method to discern which songs go where and if need of additional songs are required?
This morning Sybella woke fresh and wide open for the day. The early peek at spring with the heat of the sun this week was a Blessing. Enough so, the return of clouds and rain can be received as sacrifice for what is to come. The fullness of spring and the passion of summer to follow.
Sybella, has been enjoying the music of her writing space--the place she flys with faery fancy. It might be a wise idea sometime to split her music into some kind of organized groups since the playlist right now is rather, diverse-ish.
For Sybella music just has No Rules at all. One of her drugs of choice to be sure. The castle is so filled with the sounds of Sybella's music and dance it is something that all in the walls also take in... the children are especially affected. The little sparkles both feel music naturally and beg of it often. It is a regular part of the day in life to have dance with them or drum together the castle is most magic during the times of no talking, but singing and moving... Of course, the playlist on her blog here has Sybella's own music which--some should just stay her private song.
Today, with the clouds and the cool it is a nice day for Sybella to dance and sing as she keeps her castle tidy, and dusted with all of the pixie dust she can find for this time of year. There will be a feast this Sunday--eggs and all the what everyone does stuff...
Sybella, has plan to play her list start to end and and fly the work of the day beginning to end of it. This would be best method to discern which songs go where and if need of additional songs are required?
...Are we Human... or are we Dancers?
Friday April 10,2009
All day Thursday, Sybella was in the music of life dancing and floating a bit now and then... with light feet and spirit. She made a few CD's to play on the go... And just had to get the whole Killers Album from ITunes just to have the Video of Human. And watch it about 9 times or more.
Then just wanted to share it with everyone she just really loves this song... Seems like such a real feeling a real moment... Sybella is a dancer...
The words of this song seem so right now for Sybella at this stage of the journey... are we human, or are we dancers? The video is pretty good really she thinks the animals are amazing to the eye...
Sybella is happy to have taken the time to add the music play list, now it can be there and shared...
All day Thursday, Sybella was in the music of life dancing and floating a bit now and then... with light feet and spirit. She made a few CD's to play on the go... And just had to get the whole Killers Album from ITunes just to have the Video of Human. And watch it about 9 times or more.
Then just wanted to share it with everyone she just really loves this song... Seems like such a real feeling a real moment... Sybella is a dancer...
The words of this song seem so right now for Sybella at this stage of the journey... are we human, or are we dancers? The video is pretty good really she thinks the animals are amazing to the eye...
Sybella is happy to have taken the time to add the music play list, now it can be there and shared...
April 8, 2009
Light of Day and Full of Moon
This day has turned to be "very" for Sybella. And when the day is "vary" it's just enough to say!Sybella, was well aware of the waxing of this moon for her. Oh, the Springs first full Moon is always such intensity! Maybe perhaps the truth is that Sybella needs to practice as the next few months to summer are generally, very fey for Faery Sybella!
It is not mistake-but, magic of that so often the writer speaks of such things about Spring. Even in the secular world! "Spring is when a young man's fancy turns to...." oh, fey thee my heart!
It must be the "type" or perhaps the "personality" of the Faery that is quite different one from the other. I have studied the whole Nurture" vs. "Nature" thing and don't buy that any one Faery could ever be Nurtured to be what that Faery does not just Know to be. There just is no possible way anyone could have Made Sybella any other type of Faery then she is and always has been! Nurture all thee like--it is only Nature for Sybella.
Sybella is the "flitting" and "twinkle" type. The Faery that only the right eye can see. Rare, she is caught in a flit and more rare to be spotted in a twinkle. The type that most people hear told by fable or tale but, never have more then a flit or twink here or there as any proof.
Rare to be spotted however, does in no way mean Sybella has gone unnoticed. Only one time ever did a sticky little boy catch her in flight. I mean the actual 5 year old real sticky little boy kind and that was the last time Sybella twinkled a little too much around one of them. Way to young...way, way, way too young to Flit around!
So without having her flitting skill she was stuck in a box three days and three nights! And Touched by a boy man who needs some big lessons! He did offer Air and lettuce so it was enough but, Still! She does not like to twinkle in the company of those she cannot Filt in front of--that is half of her charm!
Still, even the Faery needs Grounding. It would just be too simple to flitter too high if it were not the law of nature that what goes up must come down...or is it ever action has and equal and opposite reaction? Sybella doesn't much care about the science of it all--she does just have way of finding.
Before the Sun was gone from the day, the moon was made full. AT Last! It was most perfect the evening and Sybella did plant the starts of her seedlings for plantings in her Gardens. Each in the most scientifically perfectly designed modern way. Those little starter sets sold at any old store do make perfect the environments base!
With Sybella however there can always be improvements so, what sold to all from the store--can be transformed into what Sybella would want of it. This planting has sure been given much of the will for her want of it. Blessed are the beds which were tended and readied under the light of both the Sun and in view of the waxing Moon...three days, of work and all three under both!
To plant these new lives as the Moon reached full while still warm of the Sun was the most splendid time of the day. It was a "very" day...now to the night of it...
Silly Sybella! Why Celt is Not Wicca
All of the torture and agony for proved purpose of catching Sybella and bringing the flitting faery back to earth is of complete comedy once she hits earth!
Or, at least once she gets up to dust off the dirt of it all!
Sybella, knows her path to here--it is delivered to her both blood lines direct--passed to her by Greatness Gram and comes by Nature and Seeing...
It's often funny to see the Fae she is stand up after being smacked down to earth! Thanks it be to All in the Otherworld that swift she is caught before going too "religious" about it all!
Sybella is just not an ordinary witch. While she may live~play that part in circle she is not the type who needs make dogma of it all! It would be near equal value to holy~roll at Church for her to be all wrapped up with the rules of it all!
It is of fact that all that is a witch is fine, good and real no doubt of that. It is also of fact, that Sybella may choose to use what she wants to choose for path. And that of the choices of the path no path be wrong or right depending on the moment.
All Truth has Right of Way at some points along the journey in Thisworld . After all, it is All real and True so only logic of mind would suggest Each of All may be of the day at one day or another!
Thanks to pleas sent fourth, Sybella went to the Ground deliberately. The Build has been great and for just a time in it Sybella was looking at more then needed to be Seen in it all. Like the Doctor who aims to make a human life without the need of parents--the one natural does not require doctors or science. Sometimes, "is" really does mean "IS". Bill might affirm that the word "is" can change it's meaning depending on all the words in front or behind it!
For Sybella to be without torture she must remember who she "Is."
It is the fact of all evidence that Sybella may play Witch with Skill if so desired, but in the end when grounded--she is Celtic All with a sprinkle of Witch and even of the Christian God for variety sake. She is Celtic Blood and Celtic Path and travels Fey to Faeryland!
and...this is testimony of the fact that Grounding First must be the path, for can you Drive in Fog?
She tends to take a different root of it when fog is heavy. So too can we all if time of grounding is not made most important of it all! The only way to clarity and awareness.
ahhh, She sighs as the grounding was the need of now and for that open door it was both release and clarity of amazing possibilities. And a moment or so of the "Ah Ha" sort. With visualisation of a completely unexpected, unthought of, unknown prior Seeing Moment...sets of moments of answers that are all of natural order. An idea of way or perhaps in this case the seeing of the path laid with bricks of gold! One of the paths that in all things known today could be Not of pain in any way for all the spirits She holds care...
As clear an option as should be the purchase of the seeds for her garden. One choice offered at the shops for such things. Sybella remembers that while yes, the Witches offerings are wise and fruitful she is fine to take from their store when available by priority by all means...but, in no way are the seeds the Witch offers the limit of Nature. Its just about the way Sybella SEES things that really counts the most in all of everything.
Sybella bets the moon is just about full--perhaps just passing and her ritual was of flight to her for the light of her and to be given words from a loving mother.
In Sybella the Moon is the Mother of the Earth where it is a part of ThisWorld. It is this by science and by proof in real ways to be seen that the Mother has a great ability to maintain a life of balance especially, for her ready children to receive. Natural with no certain thing of it required or denied permit to be done. In this the circle never needs marked out, cleared, consecrated, protected or imagined... The reason of it is that to live this path the circle is not Created by the Crafter instead the Crafter simple is called to find the Circle there to enter.
I suppose it could be said Sybella is a Lazy Witch on one hand... On the other however, when made ware she is able of the cerimony of it--the elements and this and that's of crafting and such. Not in any time has she really fumbled the doing of the ins and outs of the systems of this and that... It is all real of course and everyone has a Gig you know. It's just making it all so much more difficult sometimes--when the ritual itself is what is learned rather then getting to that place of Seeing... kinda figure it is pretty much supposed to be right about there where Magic happens...
The bath is scared when Sybella is, the ground is sacred space pure in its own when Sybella grounds herself. The all of all it sacred when Sybella is full. Her own mind can make any space be what she wills.
...sure that she must be in absolute union with the Moon of this month... a woman's curse or blessing depends of point of view.
Or, at least once she gets up to dust off the dirt of it all!
Sybella, knows her path to here--it is delivered to her both blood lines direct--passed to her by Greatness Gram and comes by Nature and Seeing...
It's often funny to see the Fae she is stand up after being smacked down to earth! Thanks it be to All in the Otherworld that swift she is caught before going too "religious" about it all!
Sybella is just not an ordinary witch. While she may live~play that part in circle she is not the type who needs make dogma of it all! It would be near equal value to holy~roll at Church for her to be all wrapped up with the rules of it all!
It is of fact that all that is a witch is fine, good and real no doubt of that. It is also of fact, that Sybella may choose to use what she wants to choose for path. And that of the choices of the path no path be wrong or right depending on the moment.
All Truth has Right of Way at some points along the journey in Thisworld . After all, it is All real and True so only logic of mind would suggest Each of All may be of the day at one day or another!
Thanks to pleas sent fourth, Sybella went to the Ground deliberately. The Build has been great and for just a time in it Sybella was looking at more then needed to be Seen in it all. Like the Doctor who aims to make a human life without the need of parents--the one natural does not require doctors or science. Sometimes, "is" really does mean "IS". Bill might affirm that the word "is" can change it's meaning depending on all the words in front or behind it!
For Sybella to be without torture she must remember who she "Is."
It is the fact of all evidence that Sybella may play Witch with Skill if so desired, but in the end when grounded--she is Celtic All with a sprinkle of Witch and even of the Christian God for variety sake. She is Celtic Blood and Celtic Path and travels Fey to Faeryland!
and...this is testimony of the fact that Grounding First must be the path, for can you Drive in Fog?
She tends to take a different root of it when fog is heavy. So too can we all if time of grounding is not made most important of it all! The only way to clarity and awareness.
ahhh, She sighs as the grounding was the need of now and for that open door it was both release and clarity of amazing possibilities. And a moment or so of the "Ah Ha" sort. With visualisation of a completely unexpected, unthought of, unknown prior Seeing Moment...sets of moments of answers that are all of natural order. An idea of way or perhaps in this case the seeing of the path laid with bricks of gold! One of the paths that in all things known today could be Not of pain in any way for all the spirits She holds care...
As clear an option as should be the purchase of the seeds for her garden. One choice offered at the shops for such things. Sybella remembers that while yes, the Witches offerings are wise and fruitful she is fine to take from their store when available by priority by all means...but, in no way are the seeds the Witch offers the limit of Nature. Its just about the way Sybella SEES things that really counts the most in all of everything.
Sybella bets the moon is just about full--perhaps just passing and her ritual was of flight to her for the light of her and to be given words from a loving mother.
In Sybella the Moon is the Mother of the Earth where it is a part of ThisWorld. It is this by science and by proof in real ways to be seen that the Mother has a great ability to maintain a life of balance especially, for her ready children to receive. Natural with no certain thing of it required or denied permit to be done. In this the circle never needs marked out, cleared, consecrated, protected or imagined... The reason of it is that to live this path the circle is not Created by the Crafter instead the Crafter simple is called to find the Circle there to enter.
I suppose it could be said Sybella is a Lazy Witch on one hand... On the other however, when made ware she is able of the cerimony of it--the elements and this and that's of crafting and such. Not in any time has she really fumbled the doing of the ins and outs of the systems of this and that... It is all real of course and everyone has a Gig you know. It's just making it all so much more difficult sometimes--when the ritual itself is what is learned rather then getting to that place of Seeing... kinda figure it is pretty much supposed to be right about there where Magic happens...
The bath is scared when Sybella is, the ground is sacred space pure in its own when Sybella grounds herself. The all of all it sacred when Sybella is full. Her own mind can make any space be what she wills.
...sure that she must be in absolute union with the Moon of this month... a woman's curse or blessing depends of point of view.
First and Last -- Grounding
Grounding is most vital to the foot of All stable base. Without this connect to Earth the risk of flight willy-nilly too great. To work grounding must be SEEN as possibly the most important first step in ritual works, no matter the nature.
To SEE and Know full awareness, and focus clear grounding takes the skill of several meditative steps and visualizations. There must be full cleanse of thoughts and emotions which would prove distracting. Or worse prove possible harm, in a ritual working.
Sybella uses many methods of grounding depending on the ritual work. Depending on the fullness of the energy and what the ritual needs from the energy offered. In order to be fully aware of the power and be deliberate with the use of ritual Sybella grounds before the works are even started.
It all begins, with the processes of satisfying those needs of her that may call to interrupt! To be on the ground feet planted deep, before the bringing up and calling in takes place there first must be space. The needs of body, the thoughts of day, the flights of fey must be satisfied or made not able to distract in someway.
For Sybella, this process can take little time--or, all the day depending. Either way she knows not risk to work while in flight of fancy, or filled with any thing other then awareness and full openness to know where and how she Wants and Places the work of the ritual. To enter with less would be careless and there is no need for more careless Witchs who Know less then they have the power of control.
The grounding for Sybella most often occurs as the open of her ritual cleanse bath. Sybella of Air is Cusp with Earth, yet it has always been Water that offers transformation--and Fire that makes drive. Grounding for Sybells is most found when meditation is given, and focus started with Water washing and cleansing all of life and life's daily thoughts are sent to the Dirt by the Drain to the septic system! Right out in the Yard behind the castle!
The bath is sacrad to Sybella and give it the time to be she finds awareness of the base and connection. Her bath takes place in the Upper level of the castle--where she can look out windows wrapped three of four directions. Here she takes the time to let out all the body soil, release fire one with herself in the arms of water, and leave to be in position of her steps down from up--to the solid of the ground.
Once the ceremony of the bath she has worked and made transformation by design, and space--her each step to the ground is taken with deliberate visualization of descending to that spot of connection. In past, it has been here she has made the fall of her body. This she knows is of the most important need...to be deliberate in her return to Earth and control the way for which this takes place.
Sybella Fly's Fey with too great an ease--and has been Smacked to the Ground one time too often to forget that she Must at least she must for ritual magic making. The failure to Ground First is not one Sybella willing to take often.
Sybella is also of attention to the Facts that it is best to leave the door she came in. This is the way she can be sure she has worked full circle no matter the direction taken. A simple little Witch rule perhaps known or all her own? No matter, Sybella is not oft to exit the circle by way of different door. It is just psychic superstition on her part. Not that she has never done so--not that it has not come without SEE something most awesome. Just that on the Waining side of the woman--it's much safer to most often go the way she came.
The by making First the Last then she can Fly Fey knowing at least the circle was full and closed! And, best this start with being where she most often choose not! Grounded!
~~~to start the bath she leaves this page.....this Moon so full is of grounding to take the day.... of water, earth, fire and air of full the moon... of full Sybella and need of Cast.
To SEE and Know full awareness, and focus clear grounding takes the skill of several meditative steps and visualizations. There must be full cleanse of thoughts and emotions which would prove distracting. Or worse prove possible harm, in a ritual working.
Sybella uses many methods of grounding depending on the ritual work. Depending on the fullness of the energy and what the ritual needs from the energy offered. In order to be fully aware of the power and be deliberate with the use of ritual Sybella grounds before the works are even started.
It all begins, with the processes of satisfying those needs of her that may call to interrupt! To be on the ground feet planted deep, before the bringing up and calling in takes place there first must be space. The needs of body, the thoughts of day, the flights of fey must be satisfied or made not able to distract in someway.
For Sybella, this process can take little time--or, all the day depending. Either way she knows not risk to work while in flight of fancy, or filled with any thing other then awareness and full openness to know where and how she Wants and Places the work of the ritual. To enter with less would be careless and there is no need for more careless Witchs who Know less then they have the power of control.
The grounding for Sybella most often occurs as the open of her ritual cleanse bath. Sybella of Air is Cusp with Earth, yet it has always been Water that offers transformation--and Fire that makes drive. Grounding for Sybells is most found when meditation is given, and focus started with Water washing and cleansing all of life and life's daily thoughts are sent to the Dirt by the Drain to the septic system! Right out in the Yard behind the castle!
The bath is sacrad to Sybella and give it the time to be she finds awareness of the base and connection. Her bath takes place in the Upper level of the castle--where she can look out windows wrapped three of four directions. Here she takes the time to let out all the body soil, release fire one with herself in the arms of water, and leave to be in position of her steps down from up--to the solid of the ground.
Once the ceremony of the bath she has worked and made transformation by design, and space--her each step to the ground is taken with deliberate visualization of descending to that spot of connection. In past, it has been here she has made the fall of her body. This she knows is of the most important need...to be deliberate in her return to Earth and control the way for which this takes place.
Sybella Fly's Fey with too great an ease--and has been Smacked to the Ground one time too often to forget that she Must at least she must for ritual magic making. The failure to Ground First is not one Sybella willing to take often.
Sybella is also of attention to the Facts that it is best to leave the door she came in. This is the way she can be sure she has worked full circle no matter the direction taken. A simple little Witch rule perhaps known or all her own? No matter, Sybella is not oft to exit the circle by way of different door. It is just psychic superstition on her part. Not that she has never done so--not that it has not come without SEE something most awesome. Just that on the Waining side of the woman--it's much safer to most often go the way she came.
The by making First the Last then she can Fly Fey knowing at least the circle was full and closed! And, best this start with being where she most often choose not! Grounded!
~~~to start the bath she leaves this page.....this Moon so full is of grounding to take the day.... of water, earth, fire and air of full the moon... of full Sybella and need of Cast.
April 7, 2009
Never Waxing has Taken so Long!
Oh, this Moon! What has come over me! Never has the waxing seemed such an eternity! Goodness... I am ready for it, and still wax.
This is like watching the grass grow...(Yes, I know that is engaging and fascinating and everything but, ) for Sybella I so to be there already!
Patience, I know. Patience I Know!... I know patience.
I know patience, I know patience, I know patience.
Sybella is full--she is magic tonight. Filled with alive and wanting to release.
This is like watching the grass grow...(Yes, I know that is engaging and fascinating and everything but, ) for Sybella I so to be there already!
Patience, I know. Patience I Know!... I know patience.
I know patience, I know patience, I know patience.
Sybella is full--she is magic tonight. Filled with alive and wanting to release.
Love Binded ~ a Faery in a Box
If Sybella has learned one lesson well it is that there is no limit to love. None.
It is infinity of spirit that Love has not a bound. Not to it and not from it.
How is it true it must be bound?
Who says?
Why?
What would be so wrong to take and give of it all and everything when it was fire?
Would it not be a more perfect journey to trip over those making love rather then those who thieve and connive to take anything?
Sybella knew of her own skill since birth. She was born 3 minutes Aquarius on January 20 1963. She is what the Heavens would have written for that moment. She, is wise and growing older now but still somehow is what she has always been.
Sybella has not escaped the trappings of the twinkle she was blessed. It has been too easy to feel desired for her body life. She is made to look like what is wanted. Even as she grows gray and looks less like a nymph there are still the vamps around wanting. At any age Sybella has been most wanted.
You would think this would be the answer to any need of Passion, any need of Fire!
Ha!
Beauty is not always skin deep and Sybella is not only all she may appear to be. There are those who would want Sybella to harm that part of her. Someone like Sybella is always at risk of being locked in a box or worse.
Think of it? To be all wanted for simply walking into the door. Could it even be possible to imagine knowing Sybella simply because the eyes fall in love with her?
NOT!
Beauty is a powerful tool for sure. It is what makes Sybella find those doors she walks through. A faery will use any charm she can come by and the twinkle is generally not difficult for a faery to master. The problem is some never See a faery for more then the twinkle and if that is what someone sees in this faery then they will Never SEE Sybella.
Sybella can see through all of that, and she knows when it has been her twinkle that cast the spell over the heart of another. With Sybella, Flattery will get you Nowhere...nor, will drool on your chin. Apparently, even at this old stage of the journey Sybella cannot hide her charms.
But, it seems the lesson of an aging faery is to understand few will ever catch more then the simple twinkle of her presence in their lives. And, of those who choose to follow it, not many are let in. There is a difference between a faery and well, the run of the mill "easy chick" or whatever those girls are called in Thisworld today.
But, for those who are let in--those who do follow the faery and take note of more then the twinkle of her charm--oh, Sybella is all that is imagined! And depending, even more.
You see, a faery is a very magical twinkle to chase. A faery is out for more then the things Thisworld has to offer. A faery is not so interested in the ransom of another. A faery wants to be SEEN and wants to take the right one with her to the Otherworldly. To Ecstasy.
When a one goes with a faery to Ecstasy chances are the will never be the same.
For Sybella the problem is most of the ones she has charmed and led to chase her by the flitting and twinkle end up putting her in a box...and feeding her grass and bugs.
Everyone knows that is the way you keep a faery from flights of fey!
Everyone knows, except for one at least as far as Sybella has known.
It is infinity of spirit that Love has not a bound. Not to it and not from it.
How is it true it must be bound?
Who says?
Why?
What would be so wrong to take and give of it all and everything when it was fire?
Would it not be a more perfect journey to trip over those making love rather then those who thieve and connive to take anything?
Sybella knew of her own skill since birth. She was born 3 minutes Aquarius on January 20 1963. She is what the Heavens would have written for that moment. She, is wise and growing older now but still somehow is what she has always been.
Sybella has not escaped the trappings of the twinkle she was blessed. It has been too easy to feel desired for her body life. She is made to look like what is wanted. Even as she grows gray and looks less like a nymph there are still the vamps around wanting. At any age Sybella has been most wanted.
You would think this would be the answer to any need of Passion, any need of Fire!
Ha!
Beauty is not always skin deep and Sybella is not only all she may appear to be. There are those who would want Sybella to harm that part of her. Someone like Sybella is always at risk of being locked in a box or worse.
Think of it? To be all wanted for simply walking into the door. Could it even be possible to imagine knowing Sybella simply because the eyes fall in love with her?
NOT!
Beauty is a powerful tool for sure. It is what makes Sybella find those doors she walks through. A faery will use any charm she can come by and the twinkle is generally not difficult for a faery to master. The problem is some never See a faery for more then the twinkle and if that is what someone sees in this faery then they will Never SEE Sybella.
Sybella can see through all of that, and she knows when it has been her twinkle that cast the spell over the heart of another. With Sybella, Flattery will get you Nowhere...nor, will drool on your chin. Apparently, even at this old stage of the journey Sybella cannot hide her charms.
But, it seems the lesson of an aging faery is to understand few will ever catch more then the simple twinkle of her presence in their lives. And, of those who choose to follow it, not many are let in. There is a difference between a faery and well, the run of the mill "easy chick" or whatever those girls are called in Thisworld today.
But, for those who are let in--those who do follow the faery and take note of more then the twinkle of her charm--oh, Sybella is all that is imagined! And depending, even more.
You see, a faery is a very magical twinkle to chase. A faery is out for more then the things Thisworld has to offer. A faery is not so interested in the ransom of another. A faery wants to be SEEN and wants to take the right one with her to the Otherworldly. To Ecstasy.
When a one goes with a faery to Ecstasy chances are the will never be the same.
For Sybella the problem is most of the ones she has charmed and led to chase her by the flitting and twinkle end up putting her in a box...and feeding her grass and bugs.
Everyone knows that is the way you keep a faery from flights of fey!
Everyone knows, except for one at least as far as Sybella has known.
April 6, 2009
Sybella's Magic Gardens
Sybella has always kept a garden, even as a young girl she could sense just when and how to make this life happen right before her eyes with dirt beneath her fingernails Sybella has been in tune with most plant of her interest.
The Plants inside the walls that trap the body have always shown sign of the energy within the walls. Sybella has plants she has tended some as long as nearly 30 years now. Some, the second, third or even perhaps the ninth generation. Some new to the circle. Sybella's castle is filled with her own magic garden. Most often lush with life and passion--and first always to show the sign of need for magical interventions.
The plants outside beneath the Sun and the Moon are more tricky--being outside where Sybella must be called to go tend, rather then live within. These plants take deliberate effort and will die if Sybella is not willing or able to spend the energy these lives deserve of her.
Where she is in tune with those who live within her circle those outside often remain more of a mystery to her way of magic. Not that there has not been magnificent harvests... but, that the fruit of it is of that which brings sweetness, biter, substance and milk all from the Mother Earth. To make this magic means to submit to the mother's will and at the same time set it free to be made love to by any passer by, the wind, the rain, the cloud--the bird and other spirits wanting.
The garden outside is that which makes her own life filled with energy by it's gifts of flower, fruit or nut of meat. Required by the body to survive and thus not only a labor of magic, but a labor of self survival. Therefore Sybella submits to the ritual of the garden as it is the basis of her life blood.
Someday when it is the forefront thought the act of loving those inside the circle will be written more about. For now, it is near the April Moon and time for the Mother's Garden to be tended beneath the moon and below the Mountain that is alive.
During the second quarter waxing to full, and during the days just prior to the Full of the Moon, is when to plant those who would grow fruit above the earth keeping their seeds of life protected inside of the mother plant. With timing of the season and of the Moon, those such as tomatoes, peppers, melons and beans would be most blessed.
This moon being still too soon to place young seeds or seedlings to be exposed to life's harsh truth has Sybella's magic be in preparing. The beds of life, the soil of spirit and concentrating her energy to the garden of the body. This season Sybella has had great energy while working the earth during the daylight as the Moon's growing fullness shows heavy in the sky. Even as the Sun shine is strong the growing fullness of the Moon has been of splendid power this circle of the season.
And even with setting of the Energy of the Sun, Sybella will tonight be magic working by the light of only the Moon. Tonight there will be ritual beneath the Waxing Moon and Sybella will sow the seeds to grow early seedlings--strong to survive the short growing season of the garden. They will grow well.
The Plants inside the walls that trap the body have always shown sign of the energy within the walls. Sybella has plants she has tended some as long as nearly 30 years now. Some, the second, third or even perhaps the ninth generation. Some new to the circle. Sybella's castle is filled with her own magic garden. Most often lush with life and passion--and first always to show the sign of need for magical interventions.
The plants outside beneath the Sun and the Moon are more tricky--being outside where Sybella must be called to go tend, rather then live within. These plants take deliberate effort and will die if Sybella is not willing or able to spend the energy these lives deserve of her.
Where she is in tune with those who live within her circle those outside often remain more of a mystery to her way of magic. Not that there has not been magnificent harvests... but, that the fruit of it is of that which brings sweetness, biter, substance and milk all from the Mother Earth. To make this magic means to submit to the mother's will and at the same time set it free to be made love to by any passer by, the wind, the rain, the cloud--the bird and other spirits wanting.
The garden outside is that which makes her own life filled with energy by it's gifts of flower, fruit or nut of meat. Required by the body to survive and thus not only a labor of magic, but a labor of self survival. Therefore Sybella submits to the ritual of the garden as it is the basis of her life blood.
Someday when it is the forefront thought the act of loving those inside the circle will be written more about. For now, it is near the April Moon and time for the Mother's Garden to be tended beneath the moon and below the Mountain that is alive.
During the second quarter waxing to full, and during the days just prior to the Full of the Moon, is when to plant those who would grow fruit above the earth keeping their seeds of life protected inside of the mother plant. With timing of the season and of the Moon, those such as tomatoes, peppers, melons and beans would be most blessed.
This moon being still too soon to place young seeds or seedlings to be exposed to life's harsh truth has Sybella's magic be in preparing. The beds of life, the soil of spirit and concentrating her energy to the garden of the body. This season Sybella has had great energy while working the earth during the daylight as the Moon's growing fullness shows heavy in the sky. Even as the Sun shine is strong the growing fullness of the Moon has been of splendid power this circle of the season.
And even with setting of the Energy of the Sun, Sybella will tonight be magic working by the light of only the Moon. Tonight there will be ritual beneath the Waxing Moon and Sybella will sow the seeds to grow early seedlings--strong to survive the short growing season of the garden. They will grow well.
Calling Faery Fey
Sybella put to page and sent out the following message:
Oh, to those who know me, or for which I am, please come to me.
I seek to hear your wisdom and learn knowledge I do not yet understand.
I am standing in the circle of my own making, in awe.
Yet, my circle still contains unanswered callings for my fey ecstasy...
Do I go left or right?
Will you hear me others, and impart to me?
I am open to the lesson you may be caused to show me.
I am open full surrender to it all.
I ask and call please fill me.
Oh, to those who know me, or for which I am, please come to me.
I seek to hear your wisdom and learn knowledge I do not yet understand.
I am standing in the circle of my own making, in awe.
Yet, my circle still contains unanswered callings for my fey ecstasy...
Do I go left or right?
Will you hear me others, and impart to me?
I am open to the lesson you may be caused to show me.
I am open full surrender to it all.
I ask and call please fill me.
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