A Tempest at the Summer Solstice

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The magic of theatre enchants and transforms us… through art we can see the magic abroad in the world as Art makes visible what is otherwise hidden from view!

What is more magical than an act which teaches you about yourself, transforms the way you relate to the world for the better and enchants those that witness it? This Solstice the culmination of months of work occurred… a performance of Shakespeare’s “The Tempest” by a community of individuals.

 

We had folks with years of experience, others who had never been on stage before and then more like myself with some time treading the boards.

 

This community introduced me to the mask-maker who opened the doors to the studio-cauldron simmering me into a professional artist, new friends, deeper relationships and a kindred faery author-artist. It allowed my partner to take to the stage for the first time and we all saw him blossom under the lights!

 

It was an experience, not without its challenges. Any pressured environment can lead to fractured friendships and stressed relationships… and this made rehearsals slow-going. But it also gave us the opportunity to overcome the obstacles and work together to create something which had the audience entranced. They joined us for the ride and cheered us when we recovered from our mistakes! Folks left, delighted with having been able to understand a story they expected to be lost by, with smiles on their faces and a touch of magic in their hearts.

 

We all grew together, cast, crew and audience, enraptured by a tempest under a Summer Solstice Sun. Any act of art can be an act of magic. Transformational, celebrational, world-changing magic.

 

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What magic did you work this Solstice?

The Spirits‏

Painting in Progress: The World Tree that stretches through the universe holding the shape of what is, connecting the worlds of living and dead and the never-incarnated divine… How many worlds are there beyond this one? How many have to be seen to be believed?

I remember, when I was about 12, going to a spiritualist church. Mother took me. I was fascinated by the artist who sketched alongside the medium who spoke and who handed out pictures which were recognised by folks in the audience.

 

Last month I went to see a stage medium with two friends and followed it with a trip to the local spiritualist church. Going as an adult with experience of magic and energy was fascinating – to feel what happened magically as well as to watch the evidence given, down to names, ages, descriptions of bedrooms… educational.

 

The point of a spiritualist mediumship demonstration is to provide evidence for the audience that their dead are still with them, still there. It attempts to prove to those present that there is life after death. There are other explanations for what happens – perhaps the ‘medium’ is psychic and reads the information from their audience, or perhaps they are a fraud and collect information beforehand somehow… the ability to watch what the energy does, however, showed me that there were spirits being spoken to.

 

Since then I’ve been reading about Seidr again. It highlights one of the differences in perspective between ‘pagan’ and Christian paths. Where the spiritualist primarily gives evidence, the Seidr Prophet primarily answers questions. They both speak to the spirits, contact the dead, use trance and so on… but the pagan participants are expected to already accept the continuation of life-after-death, the Christain setting does not expect belief before proof.

 

I wonder why? Perhaps we expect, within paganism, that folk will have sought their own experience already? Perhaps it is more due to the ‘rationalist’ soil in which spiritualism grew up?

 

Either way, despite my own personal experiences with the dead and despite the possibility of it not being accurate, the evidence given moved me. It has really helped me to solidify my thoughts into beliefs where scepticism still lived.

 

I wonder; have you sought out evidence for something you’ve believed already… and has it helped?

The Coronation Awaits‏

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When you begin the patterns of your heart become clear…

A Queen must hold her power firmly

Must choose the course of her realm

Her realm is her self is her life.

A Queen must be responsible for her choices

Must take each action knowing it is hers

Her self the cause the consequence.

A Queen must strive for wisdom in all things

Must learn to rule her life with understanding

Her life the lesson the power.

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It has been a strange month. A strange year, if truth be told. For years the title ‘Queen’ has been proffered to me but only now does it feel like I might be fit to take it on. Not Queen of anyone else, purely Queen of my own life, my own path. For so much of my life I have looked for others to walk the path I travel beside me. I’ve made friends, I’ve learnt a great deal and yet I still I often found myself waiting alone for others to travel with me.

The Faery-hearted path has been the exception.

I found my feet and, while still wishing for others to join me, I couldn’t wait.

Stumbling, sometimes losing my focus, sometimes dancing in the starlit mists, I’ve discovered that my primary path is solitary, but not lonely. A path of faeries, healing, creativity and pondering life. 

Queenship means to rule over one’s life. To take responsibility for the shape of your own world. To act on your dreams and protect your boundaries. Those that fall under your domain are yours to protect while they reside within it but each person is capable of ruling over their own life and should be encouraged to do so! In an ideal world, we are each sovereign in our own lives. Until everyone recognises that they are ruler of their own life and responsible for their actions – and how that affects neighbouring realms – this will be a rarer role than it should be.

This month I declared myself legally a self-employed artist. My art-making is directed by the magic that I follow and so each act of art is an act of faery magic… an enchantment. I’ve made painting a priority and have begun to find places where I can sell my artwork in the physical world, sharing it with a wider audience. I’ve shifted gears again, taking myself a step closer to my dream life. And opportunities have followed… opportunities for collaboration, for teaching and for connecting. Inspiration fills my days and other parts of my life have shifted too. Health problems are coming to the fore and demanding attention. This is good since it means a time of healing is here. In order to rule my life I must be healthy… and so I take a firm step towards sovereignty. I learn what it means to me to be Queen.

I wonder: What would it mean to you to be sovereign in your life?

A Pilgrimage to The Well and Waves

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I was called to travel with my friends on a pilgrimage, in search of my direction, my crown?

On the South West coast of Wales stands a cathedral where a flame of peace was to be lit, at a shrine behind which stood the Mother of Saint David, St. Non.

The Mother blesses those who ask it…

The cathedral was filled with light and pretty things, but empty for us. No magic danced in the colours which streamed from the windows. No nourishment in the food that lunchtime. This was not a place for us, though others were clearly blessed. 

From the hidden icon of the Mother, however, peace and love flowed.

We travelled further towards the sea, to St. Non’s Chapel, her Well, her Ruins, upon the windswept cliffs of Wales.

The sea rises into the air…

Processing down the slope, greeted by the Well and a choice. Do you choose the chapel, or the ruins? Civilisation or the wilds of the wind and waves?

We each presented ourselves to the well, blessed by her healing waters.

Here she lives…

We chose the sea path.

Passing through the stone circle of the ruins we separated, lead by the magic to where we belonged. I found myself above the waves, breathing the sea-mist, buffeted by winds.

I asked; what must I do to reach my dreams? How do I do what you have asked me to?

A seal appeared, carrying the song of the sea…

The Mother held me, rocked me, washed me clean until I walked, entranced, along the cliff to the chapel where I was crowned, unasked for, in buttercups.

A candle lit, a prayer spoken, respects paid. We explored the ruins. A place of power. And then, we returned, passing the Well with thanks. Washed clean and each transformed into more of who we are.

I wonder; what pilgrimage are you making, or would you choose to make, this year?

Musings on Queenship

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I was challenged, given a quest, to become Queen of my life. First I want to know what that means… so I asked. What does it mean to be queen? A Queen, but not to hold power over other people… to be sovereign in one’s own life, I suppose…

My studio. My temple. My Throne? Where I make magic, where life is understood, where change begins. Art allows me to be fully myself. When I paint, I come home. If being Queen is having sovereignty over one’s life, then this must be the heart of my realm.

What would it mean to be Queen?

Queen of my life? My heart, my art?

A Queen rules her realm

My realm is my self

A self, a realm, a life.

To rule

To lead

To protect

To hold within all that belongs to one…

I rule my self.

Queen of my life, my heart, my art.

There is space for what I love

And I am responsible for making what I wish come true.

No waiting for another.

I am Queen of my life.

Whatever I wish

I must command it so.

No other may

No other can

In my realm

I am the sun, the moon, the stars

And each who I encounter is sovereign in their realm,

As I am in mine.

I rule my self.

Queen of my life, my heart, my art.

I hold the power of my realm

Only I

I choose

I cause

I create

My Beltane Quest

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The thread of fate weaves through the tapestry of life… like Ariadne’s thread leading you to your centre, to the heart of your life.

Beltane. The turning of the year from darkness to light.

A time of transformation, of beginnings, of springing into the future.

A time where that which you have dreamt over the long winter nights can enter the world…

It has been a magical month, Beltane coincides with May Day and this year May itself became the day on which the year turned!

It began with the full moon’s growing before May itself. A birthday party. Divination by the river… a call to sovereignty. My question was; how can I make a living doing what I love?

The answer; first you must be Queen.

Well, what do you do with an answer like that?

I committed to finding Sovereignty in my life, trusting that it would become clear. And so began my Beltane quest.

I wonder; what is the quest you are on right now? What is the quest waiting for you?

 

(Watch this space for the unfolding of the story…)

The Story of the Rabbit

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Painting - Spirit Rabbit Gate

A butterfly enjoys the artwork which captures the spirit of a being who travels between the worlds and brings magic and love into our lives.

When I finished writing my Faery Heart book I had a dream for the artwork on the cover – a gateway between two trees through which the magic of Faery would shine. I took up my brush and painted the first of my Faery Gates series, pouring magic into each brush-stroke as a prayer in pigment to bridge the worlds and allow enchantment to pour through for each person that gazed upon it.

My flat is now full of these gates, they flow from my brush and feel like coming home. But the second that I began… it remained formless for two years. I painted the faery-light but there was something missing. So I painted others and waited.

And then my bunny died.

She reappeared in the painting. Finally, it was complete.

Domino was a rabbit, but in the picture she also becomes a moongazing hare, carrying the magic of the ability to burrow into the dark places for healing and the sacred swiftness and stillness which is twinned in each of the long-eared Goddess-beasts across the neo-pagan world.

The hare has long been seen as a familiar, or a form, of the witch, wise-woman, magic-worker, the one who crosses the gap between the worlds beneath the full moon’s light to bring back knowledge and power into our realm. This picture is one of reflection, of becoming aware of other worlds and other possibilities deep within ourselves and within the heart of the world. It is an image of love and the peace before action. As a painting it holds all that I poured into it and all that you find within it. As a prayer, a spell, it carries the magic of the otherworlds and the blessings of the spirit-world into our lives. And it honours the hare, the rabbit, the Goddess and those that we have loved and lost who are never far away…

I am producing a limited run of 50 canvas prints, hand-made, mounted, numbered and signed by me. When they’re gone I won’t be printing any more like this!

To own a beautiful, limited edition print of a sacred piece of art, follow this link to my Etsy listing!

Diary of a Sorceress

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This is a beautifully crafted, evocative piece of art which both clearly explains the foundation of neo-pagan witchcraft and conjures up the feelings which embody it’s essence.

And, well, I’m in a documentary!!! For a couple of bits only, mind 🙂

Diary of a Sorceress follows the journey of a lady who goes on a pilgrimage, finds a community and is healed by magic. A true story.

Little of this information was new to me and I still found it fascinating and very well worth watching. You can watch the trailer and then choose to download or stream it by clicking on the image below. I may be biased but I truly do think this is a wonderful film and I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.

Me in 'Diary of a Sorceress'

Click through for a beautiful evocative expression of the essence of neo-pagan witchcraft by a good friend of mine! (I don’t look this serious the whole time either!)

I love the way it flows, the imagery and how it clearly expresses the essence and mythological history of a path very dear to my heart. If this is a part of your life, a part of the life of someone you love or something you’ve been even a little interested in ever… go watch it 🙂

(PS: This is an affiliate link and I am in it, AND every word I say above is truly my opinion 🙂 )

An Offering – Mini-Create with Care Workbook!

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Create With Care Mini-Workbook

Click to sign-up to my list to receive the Mini-workbook…

Hello Folk!

You might have seen my recent post inspired by Creating With Care in which I talk about the reasons why creative folk would be best off respecting nature when we work. It can be tricky to work out how we are to do that however, so I’ve crafted a mini-workbook to help, which I offer here for your enjoyment 🙂

All you need to do is click the image in this post and you’ll be guided through a process which signs you up to my newsletter and delivers the link for you to download the mini-workbook all ready for you to print in colour or black and white, complete with tips and instructions to help you get the most out of it!

I’m excited to be able to offer this mini-book and I’d love to hear what you think 🙂

In Delight,,

~Halo x