The Tale of the Gypsy~Witch Girl

This is a tale of a girl.

A girl with dreams and imagination and hope and a fire inside.

She also has a gypsy~witch soul.

She is a free spirit connected to nature and content away from society.

Recently, something in her has changed.

Her fire still burns but now she can feel the flame.

There is a pain in her heart.

She is hurting so much.

She feels the need to run, but where?

How?

She screams at the moon with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Help me!" she cries.

The pain is overwhelming.

Crushing.

She hopes her voice will carry to the clouds and beyond.

She needs the Universe's help.

And quietly, the Universe does indeed help.

A breeze picks up.

The girl breathes in the cool air.

It dries her tear soaked face and hair.

The clouds part from the moon.

The lunar glow washes over her body.

She calms for the moment.

Focussing on the beauty and wonder of the moon and stars.

She still feels the pain, but it has eased.

Acceptance flows through her broken heart.

Exhaustion steals her strength.

She feels numb now.

Surrendering to it all, she climbs the wooden steps to her wagon. 

Her Familiar waiting for the Girl's arrival.

Together they curl up safe, warm and content with each others company.

The pillows curl around in a nest.

The heavy blanket fluffs over her.

The wind outside blows through the trees.

The moonbeams stream in the window.

The Universe is protecting her.

Always.

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The Tale of the Magic Bottle Tree

Can you keep a secret?

I have a secret in my garden.

Would you like to know what it is?

I'd love to share it with you!

I know you can be trusted with this special knowledge...

You know I have a bottle tree.

As you walk out the back door, down the steps and along the short path..

There it is.

Standing tall and proud.

Showing off its beautiful collection of pretty glass.

In a garden bed of roses, lilliums and other floral delights.

But..

Did you know...

That when the sun starts to go down after its daily journey over this side of the world..

The magic begins!

The rays burst through those glass creations hanging gently in their tree..

Lighting them up like they were the sun themselves!

And while that is a magical sight itself, the real magic is what happens when the sun shines through them.

Only during golden hour.

So you need to be quick!

For when the bottles light up, its time!

Like a clock as such.

Letting you know the moment is right!

Time to make a wish and set it free into the breeze!!

So do not dilly and do not dally, because this moment is fleeting!

Think of your hearts desires, whisper them to the breeze and the Universe will hear you!

Close your eyes..

Breathe in deep..

Feel the magic drifting around your body..

Whisper the words.. I wish.... 

Cast your wishes into the wind and believe they will come truuuuueee...

Breathe out, open your eyes, and smile knowing the Universe has heard.

Now you can take a moment for yourself.

Just to unwind and breathe easy.

Enjoy the gardens magical gifts.

Roses galore.

Sweet, sweet scents drifting up to your face.

Kissing your cheeks.

So delicate.

Intricate.

But the most fierce of colours!

Take a seat on the grass for a spell.

Under the archway is nice.

There are stone guardians keeping watch at the vegie garden gate to be sure all visitors are comfortable and safe.

Mr 28 has popped in for supper.

He is a regular here and sometimes brings friends.

Its always a pleasure to see them.

But alas, the sun is in its final minutes for the day.

Golden hour is leaving us until its return tomorrow.

Did you make your wish today? 

If you didn't think of one in time, there is always tomorrow.

You are always welcome, any time! 

I'll make a pot of tea and we can discuss magics and roses and invite our feathery chums.

I dont know how this magic works.

Is it teeny tiny faeries that I cannot see?

Are there witches lurking in the shadows waiting to cast spells of good fortune for all?

Can our infinite Universe simply hear our whispers and know our intentions are pure and sweet?

Im not sure.

Some thing aren't meant to be questioned.

But I am very glad to have stumbled across this fanciful magic and even more pleased that I can share it with you!

So, my friends, keep your wishes locked up tight inside you until the magical hour of bright golden sunshine blasts through the bottles on the tree!

Happy wishes!

Goodnight 🤍🤍🤍