#nature spirits
Meet James and the Giant Peach (GP, or Jeep for short). They are puppy brothers, and fostering with the Imp and his family. They are now official Pond Puppies, thanks to the Wizzard’s influence, and all they want for New Year’s is a loving home. Check them out! http://brnc.org/index.php
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A banner I had done for thr Arpg group Those who went Missing it was for the Darkness Prompt.
Feel-Good Pocket Spriggans! Little handmade paper boxes featuring cheerful Spriggans and encouraging messages. I’ve got lots of “premade” messages and can also personalize.
Find them at hellospriggan.com
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Prayer for Treating
I call to the Spirits of the Land,
You who hold the Long Bargain,
Who stood in this space, connected,
To weave hearth, home, and heath together.
As I have worked this land at your leave,
And you have kept it safe,
I honor the bond we have built
To maintain this space and relationship.
As we continue this connection
Deep into the years that come,
Know that I still come to the edge
My hands full of gifts and joy.
Take these, my offerings,
Draw them under the mushroom cap
And know they are yours to retain.
May our alliances forever flourish.
And so I leave you this fine milk,
A side of honey and of treasure,
And ask that you keep us in your grace,
And help us understand your needs.
[Image description: Mushrooms in macro, by Rev. Michael J Dangler]
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So, not that it’s a big deal or anything, but it looks like my ggggrandad/ggggreat uncle MET A FUCKING MERMAID.
Image and data © National Folklore Collection, UCD.
“There was a mermaid seen in Ringabella about one hundred years ago. She came very near the shore. She was dressed in all colours. She was comping her hair. She had lovely long white hair. The man that saw her is dead now. His name was John Desmond. He is living in Ringabella. She did not speak to him. She wore six gold rings around her hair. Another day he saw her sitting on the rocks and she was singing songs. She was half a fish and a half a woman. She had a face as white as a sheet. When she would be coming of the rocks she crept on her hands. My name is Alice Wood. I live in the townland of Ballindeasig. my uncle told me this story. His name is William Foley, Ballindeasig.”
I’ve been exploring the Irish Folklore Collection, which has only recently been digitised (see my post on Unearthing Ireland’s deepest fairy secrets), and found this - an actual Mermaid siting in my family’s home village of Ringabella, Co. Cork. And as if that’s not amazing enough, my maternal family line was called Desmond. How fucking cool is that?
This archive is a gift in so many ways. Whether you’re a folklorist, catholic, historian, archaeologist or witch, you’re going to find gold. These incredible recollections serve to remind us that we live, and have always lived, one small step from the edge of the veil.
I can feel my Auntie Máire (bless her soul) reaching for her rosary…
Painting by Japanese artist Chie Yoshii.
…in such serious sleepless
trespass she came
a woman with a man’s voice
but no name
as if to say: it’s midnight
and my life
is laid beneath my children
like gold leaf
FoxbyAlice Oswald
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Hey friends✨ ♀️
I am saying goodbye to Etsy and hello to my very own website MidnightMerkaba.com
We offer herbs, stickers, apothecary kits, crystals, jewelry, candles and decor✨
Take a look at our website & reblogging is much appreciated
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The Crone.
High quality prints now up in the olde store.https://www.etsy.com/uk/listing/763358097/the-crone-a3-sized-art-print?ref=shop_home_active_6&frs=1
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The Crone.
High quality prints now up in the olde store.https://www.etsy.com/uk/listing/763358097/the-crone-a3-sized-art-print?ref=shop_home_active_6&frs=1
https://www.etsy.com/shop/BlackInkVoid
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