...Fantasies And Wishes...
Enter a place where the magick of the universe is apparent. Where faeries flit around the moonbeams and the silvery stardust sprinkles down, filling the air with magick, in the playful breeze. Your heart is a window, your soul is the door to this enchanted land of sweet mystery. Follow the misty magick light that filters down into your reality from the other-reality, for mundanity is all that awaits if you do not!
Close your eyes and remember the magic in the night, in the mists and the quiet forest of your youth.
How many times do you see a wood, and actually pay attention? How often do you refuse to see all that there is to see in the aching beauty of a moonlit forest, a sunlit glade? Look for that beauty...it enriches your soul.
When was the last time you stopped to appreciate the magick of the world around you...and within you? The world is full of magick...feel it.
Do you remember the first wish you made on a star? How magickal and lovely it felt?
Have you ever wondered where the faeries are whilst you sleep? Have you ever wished to be among them as they shimmer on silken wings through the moonlit whispering trees, wanted to hear them singing of secrets humans cannot understand?
Magick and fantasy and reality are entwined in a beautiful dance of life, and love and joy. It is eternal.
What would we be without our secret dreams? The secret wish to see a faerie dance by. Or the hidden belief in water naiads and tree nymphs.
Reach for the stars.
They won't desert you.
The spirits of the Heavens
are the soul of the Universe.
Do you remember walking on a stone pathway through a castle? Were you the Crown Prince, seeking your father for advice? Or, maybe, you were a Princess, drifting through the halls in a gown of gossamer silk, dreaming of a true love, all your own. The dreams still survive the harsh reality of the brightness of the day, they just sleep, waiting to be woken again with the twilight stars, streaming webs of light falling across your uplifted face and into your soul...
Nature is the greatest gift Mother Earth can offer. Her heart and soul are the trees, the plants, the rivers and the seas. The faint breeze that tickles your cheek, and the crack of lightning that flashes in the dark night.
Who can tell what lurks within the flames of a fire, waiting to be seen?
Continue on the journey....
Enter a place where the magick of the universe is apparent. Where faeries flit around the moonbeams and the silvery stardust sprinkles down, filling the air with magick, in the playful breeze. Your heart is a window, your soul is the door to this enchanted land of sweet mystery. Follow the misty magick light that filters down into your reality from the other-reality, for mundanity is all that awaits if you do not!
When was the last time you stopped to appreciate the magick of the world around you...and within you? The world is full of magick...feel it.
Do you remember the first wish you made on a star? How magickal and lovely it felt?
Have you ever wondered where the faeries are whilst you sleep? Have you ever wished to be among them as they shimmer on silken wings through the moonlit whispering trees, wanted to hear them singing of secrets humans cannot understand?
Magick and fantasy and reality are entwined in a beautiful dance of life, and love and joy. It is eternal.
What would we be without our secret dreams? The secret wish to see a faerie dance by. Or the hidden belief in water naiads and tree nymphs.
Reach for the stars.
They won't desert you.
The spirits of the Heavens
are the soul of the Universe.
Do you remember walking on a stone pathway through a castle? Were you the Crown Prince, seeking your father for advice? Or, maybe, you were a Princess, drifting through the halls in a gown of gossamer silk, dreaming of a true love, all your own. The dreams still survive the harsh reality of the brightness of the day, they just sleep, waiting to be woken again with the twilight stars, streaming webs of light falling across your uplifted face and into your soul...
Nature is the greatest gift Mother Earth can offer. Her heart and soul are the trees, the plants, the rivers and the seas. The faint breeze that tickles your cheek, and the crack of lightning that flashes in the dark night.
Who can tell what lurks within the flames of a fire, waiting to be seen?
Continue on the journey....
Do you remember the first wish you made on a star? How magickal and lovely it felt?
Reach for the stars.
They won't desert you.
They won't desert you.
The spirits of the Heavens
are the soul of the Universe.
are the soul of the Universe.
Do you remember walking on a stone pathway through a castle? Were you the Crown Prince, seeking your father for advice? Or, maybe, you were a Princess, drifting through the halls in a gown of gossamer silk, dreaming of a true love, all your own. The dreams still survive the harsh reality of the brightness of the day, they just sleep, waiting to be woken again with the twilight stars, streaming webs of light falling across your uplifted face and into your soul...
Nature is the greatest gift Mother Earth can offer. Her heart and soul are the trees, the plants, the rivers and the seas. The faint breeze that tickles your cheek, and the crack of lightning that flashes in the dark night.
Who can tell what lurks within the flames of a fire, waiting to be seen?
Continue on the journey....