Greetings all and I trust everyone is ok with the infernal heat out there. I must confess it rather does zap those energy levels and it would seem that the start of next week will incur a touch more of the hot stuff. Anyway, before I continue let's send out some love and gratitude to Marion, Shilpa, Sarah, Daniel, Mary and Cindy. Alas Anna hasn't come by lately as that ghastly covid has it's hooks into her so if we could send some healing her way that'd be grand.
Let me begin by having a word about the Buck Full Moon evening we had online via Zoom. It was so nice to be able to work on a variety of aspects and of course doing it with Marion just added that extra special touch. The energy was certainly high and powerful and we're sure it will bring some nice positivity into people's lives. There will be more events with myself and Marion and if you're curious to know more then keep watching what we do.
Today I had the pleasure of a trip to the dentist for a check up and a brush up from the hygienist. A while back I recall a gap around the top of my teeth and knew something was amiss. I knew I'd have a trip here coming up and lo and behold there's a cavity that will mean a removal. However, it is a touch problematic as it is near the sinus area so will need a bit of extra bit of attention once it's been ejected to ensure there's no infections or silliness like that. There's also a bit of bleeding in the gums which is normal and where the tartar builds up. Thankfully though, it wasn't too painful, just uncomfortable to be honest. I'm back in a month to have it kicked out and three months later to have another cleansing and monitoring of those old pearly whites.
Before I go, allow me to share a tale I did for last night's workshop. I often put a tale together and it naturally blends into what we did last night. Do let me know your thoughts.
The pause
She finished cleaning the glass. The scent of expensive claret mingled with the redolent air of fresh marigolds cut in the morning. Melanie looked out to the gentle full moon beaming through the window assuaging her of regrets. She stared into the interior and the disturbance of the evening now a mere phantom haunting in recent echoes of the lounge.
She knew those emotions of shame, anger and betrayal ought to be rampaging through her yet calmness and serenity held her in a cold embrace. She needed air. Helen flung on a jacket, a hat and secured a torch. She beat a path away from her house in a couple of minutes and within ten the entrance of the local woods beckoned.
All seemed quiet within. Helen stepped further into the interior and then rustling and furry voices grew in confidence at the appearance of a lost human. She turned off her torch for the moon beat down a full face of illumination as she stepped beside a big pond. She nestled by the water’s edge and looked into a perfect mirror.
Her fortieth year waxed and soon the next birthday would arrive. The crows feet marching by her eyeline flew to wider dimensions and her smile grew thinner. How life changes she mused. Helen tried so hard to do the right thing, to look after her children, to be loyal and to work so darn hard. Why?
A lone raindrop seeped from her tear duct and soon one swelled to many. She dabbed with a handkerchief to stem the sadness and yet the porous barrier did little good. She sobbed in gloomy despair certain this moribundity of optimism would not be denied.
She caught her breath. A magnificent buck sprang from the woods and trotted by her side before allowing its magnificent head to dip down to take a fine draught. The creature looked deep into Melanie’s eyes and drew closer. Melanie instinctively reached forward and stroked the antlered beast between the centre of its forehead. The fur so soft and inside profound wisdom and warmth flowed back.
Melanie closed her eyes and merged with the magical animal. She imagined darting through the woods, free, at peace and in total touch with nature. She dreamt of eating fine grass and undergrowth and her company of badgers, foxes, squirrels and sparrows. Her whole spirit danced in total serenity.
“Oh Mr. Buck, how can I be like you?” she asked aloud.
The deer peered back and a voice answered within.
“Free yourself from your past. Life is for now, not then.”
At that the buck sped away and hurtled into the woods. Melanie looked at her hand unsure of fantasy or reality. Two fine strands of deer hair gave her the answer. She glanced up to the huge moon above and stood. Hope re-ignited in her heart. She walked at a quicker pace than she entered. She recalled a beautiful painting of a stag she’d seen for sale. She’d always thought it’d look quite nice in her house.
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