Category: Magic

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From Across the Miles

At the beginning of September this year, I received a very nice surprise. Totally out of the blue, and completely unexpected.

Every month, Raili from SoulGifts in Australia, chooses one of her followers to be the recipient of one of her Soul Gifts, and in September she chose me. I didn’t receive the gift until the beginning of October, and decided to wait until November to post about it so that this post didn’t get lost within all the Halloweeny madness that went on last month. And the gift that Raili sent to me was not only a gift to my soul, but one for my sight, sound and smell senses as well! Fabulous!

The first thing I noticed was the relaxing scent that greeted me as soon as I opened the parcel. Raili had wrapped her gift in several sheets of different coloured tissue paper, enhancing each layer with a blend of essential oils to match the individual energy vibration that each layer represented. Upon each layer, Raili had written the names of each blend:

Transformation / Abundance

Sacred Mountain

Joy

Awaken / Balance

Inspiration

Grounding

Clarity

Raili also included a letter and a poem, ‘Birth’, as well as the framed picture. I didn’t remember reading the poem on her blog, but in finding it to link to for this post, I received another surprise. The post had appeared on my birthday. You have to love synchronicity and coincidences. I do… and I experience rather a lot of them!

Could it just be a coincidence that this past weekend’s One Word Sunday theme was ‘Orange’ and the top layer of tissue paper is orange? The Universe moves in mysterious ways indeed!

Now, the picture that Raili created was another surprise. As I was looking at each section in turn, I suddenly realised that I wasn’t looking at one picture, but four of them. Raili had created four ATCs and framed them. I’ve recently started creating ATCs (Artists Trading Cards) myself, so this made the gift even more special, even more personal, if you like.

Each image that Raili created seemed to ‘speak’ to me, as I thought of two words to represent each image

CREATION

ENCHANTMENT

EXPANSION

MAGIC

ILLUMINATION

STARCHILD

COMPLETION /  The WHOLE

 

Raili told me that this gift had been a labour of birthing which included many weeks of staged and guided steps. So, I’d like to finish this post with one more step, inspired by Raili’s Soul Gift:

Birth of a Starchild

Across all miles
Across all time
Await for the joy to awaken
Through grounding
Through clarity
Appears inspiration
From Sacred Mountain to nursery of stars
There begins transformation
And then balance
And then abundance
Of the magic of creation

Enchantment follows a path of expansion
Where everything slots together
New ideas meet forgotten memories
Burdens become light as a feather
Illumination of all things good
Glows brighter than the Sun
And in that moment, that spark of light,
The creative process has begun

A Starchild
An Idea
A Gift from the Soul
Marks completion of one cycle
But not on the whole
Ideas flow forever more
So grab them with open arms
And through gratitude
And sharing light
Experience never ending charms

Once again, Raili, thank you.


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irresistible resistance

I’ll put a spell on you
She said
I’ll make you mine
Come over here – have this apple
A sip of wine?

You caught my eye, you see
Said she
Come here. Please be mine.
Follow my gaze, my dear
You’ll soon know why.

I’ll put a spell on you;
She whispered
You’ll soon be mine.
Her long fingers beckoned me
To look into her sapphire eyes

The sparkle
The gaze
Hypnotic haze
She put a spell on me
But what a waste of time.

I put a spell on you.
She cried.
Why aren’t you mine?

It’s not you, it’s me.
I said.
It happens all the time.


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Stellar Folk

just before the sun goes down

the hidden folk start to play

they dance around like flashing stars

in celebration of the end of day

they dance and sing in glee with joy

in anticipation for what comes their way

they love the time of the fading light

and with gratitude they hide away

silence calls just one more time

then the stellar folk fly away


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Wordle: The Alchemist

The Nutty Alchemist cleared his throat
As he began with his latest concoction
Into the pot he tumbled things
That he considered the best option
Beneath the surface of the boiling water
The contents were simmered and stirred
And he carefully watched as he gingerly mixed
And uttered his magical word

The pot rattled its chains that held it secure
Upon the old stone floor
As the blended punch within the pot
Altered its matter and state and more

The Nutty Alchemist watched with glee
As his concoction bubbled and burst
He cleared his throat and laughed out loud
And labelled his talents no longer cursed
Inside the pot with the colour of gold
The liquid was starting to set
So he spooned the contents into tins
Knowing he’d won his own silly bet!

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Wordle: Past Magic

The mists of time swirl and clear
And we find ourselves in a long-gone year
At a point in time where stories began
Origins of legends that have for centuries ran
As rain lashes and chilled winds howl
Wild animals circle that were born to prowl
Kept from the cave by thin rings of fire
Their tenacity to wait something to admire
Within the safety of the cavern walls
The clan folk wait for their spirits’ call
Faces and limbs painted in coloured ash
Finely dressed with cloak and sash
Expectation high as joy radiates
And tribal words sung as they celebrate
Then lightning flashes and everything stops
Rainbow accompanies the final raindrops
The sky turns yellow and bright and clear
The observers know the time is near
The elder steps forth and holds aloft
A wand with which he gently wafts
Tradition was that the wand be snapped
So the elder does exactly that
He then stands eyes closed hands cupped
And magical flames from his hands erupt
Igniting once more those rings of fire
How else could they stay lit with weather so dire?
Thunder rumbles overhead
Those tenacious beasts long since fled
But from the sky a white dove lands
As each of the clan folk understand
That this is is the sign they’ve been waiting for
Their spirit has returned once more
And once more they sing and dance and cheer
And believe in goodness for the rest of the year
For us though it is the time to leave
As time’s mists once more swirl and weave
And gently carry us back through time
And bring an end to this lengthy rhyme