Our Nova Earth, which is here now, is filled with Creativity. The energy of creativity always makes me feel joyful when I tune into it.
I discovered “Becorns” a few months ago and they made me smile and laugh.
In the video above David shows us the process of his art and creations. He has a delightful and whimsical way of expression.
I thank Sunday Morning for sharing his story in the video below- an indication for me that we are in the dawning of the Age of Aquarius where our hearts are leading our minds; where we cherish Mother Nature and all of her gifts.
One of my own favorite creative projects is creating tiny homes for fairies and gnomes. The more we believe in these elementals, the more they can help us be good stewards of our Earth Home.
Thank you David, for sharing your gifts of beauty, fun, creativity, joy and a tender love of Nature.
A few years ago, my daughter Hana and her sweet dog, Lola, and I spent the summer camping. Our first campground made me feel uneasy because it was part of Laguna Seca Raceway. The cars zooming around the track were so loud, and the energy so filled with intensity, that in my sensitivity I felt lost.
As I am a firm believer in “silver linings” and the Allness of Love, I knew there would be good and I would learn to feel safe in all the noise.
Hana said, “You pick the spot, Mom.” We both wanted to be close to the bathrooms, so I picked a spot for my tent near them, and very close to a beautiful oak tree. Oaks have been my favorites since I was a child. One of my spiritual teachers when I was in my 20’s would often tell me, “Nina you are such a Druid,” before I even knew what a Druid was.
This time period held a lot of uncertainty for us as we were waiting for our new home to appear out of the experience that there was nothing in the area within our price range that would allow dogs. In hindsight, this was a coming of age story and a vision quest for both Hana and myself.
I kept my faith in the good and my love of Mother Nature. Even with the activities of the race track, the beauty of the blue sky, birds chirping, sunshine and incredible trees (Oaks and Pines) kept me uplifted. Also, Hana and Lola were both happy in our new adventure. It was summertime and we had always loved camping. Here was our opportunity, even if it did come as a necessity.
Our first night, I was standing next to the opening of my tent and was consumed by fear thoughts when all of a sudden the spirit of the oak tree, or Dryad, jumped out. She was feminine and just a little smaller in stature than me. She looked straight at me with black, piercing eyes. She had long, jet black hair with straight bangs, and an attractive but unusual face with a pointed nose. She had a strong sense of purpose in her being. She told me telepathically not to worry– that she would protect Hana, Lola and I. And then she vanished.
I felt very honored and surprised that a Dryad would appear to me, let alone comfort and protect me, though I trusted the truth of it as I felt her presence. I had a sound, restful sleep that night. I resolved to find the good and love in Mother Nature every day and enjoy our camping adventure.
We had many other camp spots and campgrounds during that summer. Each had new trees to talk to. With these new trees I had strong feelings with messages, though no visuals. At one unofficial camp in the Big Sur hills we were joined often by blue jays, stellar jays, bunnies, butterflies and funny squirrels who transmuted my unease. Each time I was tempted to go into fear of not finding a home, Mother Nature’s creatures brought me back to the Now and LOVE.
I told Hana that our only job was to stay uplifted by looking for the good, and we would be fine. At the end of that summer we were rewarded with a lovely new home that was perfect for all of us. More than we could have asked for, beautiful trees and gardens and part of a duplex with my dear friend Janette.
Trees are the lungs of Mother Earth. They are helping us find the truth of ourselves, Love.
It’s a very rewarding experience to have a friendship and relationship with a tree. I believe one is calling you right NOW.
“Fairies unite! Fairies unite!” my friend Janette exclaimed as I approached her cottage door. We both felt this was going to be a very special day. We invited our friend, Lorna, to come with us to experience one of our favorite nature spots on the Big Sur coast. Joy and laughs were in the air from our anticipation of sharing our secret place with our dear friend.
Our intention for the day was to make a flower essence from one of my favorite plants, Mountain Sorrel. Also we wanted to have fun and enjoy a picnic with special foods. Lorna baked cakes that were inspirational. Her carrot cake with cream cheese and pumpkin seed frosting was otherworldly and just the ticket for our experiences to come.
Janette and I loved this trail so much that we often asked each other, “Why don’t we come here more often?” All these years later I have realized that it always was such a sacred event that the spirit of place, the fairies, and elves, plants, flowers, birds, insects, butterflies and animals were calling us for a celebration with them. I feel they gave us these experiences because they knew we loved them.
We always packed a special, though simple, lunch with treats for the fairies. I made my best special Chai, with extra cardamom and pure spring water, cream and honey. I also made scones. Lorna brought what I have come to call her “miracle cake.” Janette and I brought honey, berries and chocolate for the fairies. We also brought our crystals and a jar of pure water to make the flower essence.
As we arrived at the trailhead we paused to take in the day. The ocean breeze was cool, and there was still a marine layer of fog, though we hoped the sun would break through. We had come to have an awareness, after many years of visiting, that this beginning of our one-mile hike was important. Each time, different nature friends would greet us and set the tone for the day.
Our first greeter was a lizard. This put a smile on my face, because lizards are totems of “dream time.” We had dreamed this day, so it was bound to be good. Our joyful anticipation was building.
Our next visitors were three soaring red tail hawks who would travel with us the entire way up the trail, and since hawks are spiritual messengers we smiled again. We had developed a habit of walking quietly so we could be in the wonder of it all but also in reverence that we were guests in the home of many beings seen and unseen.
Several more of our favorite creatures visited us along the way. Janette’s favorite, a blue dragonfly; my favorites, hundreds of lady bugs; a couple of blue and white butterflies; bunnies; and meadow larks and many more lizards. Very fragrant wild flowers, sweet yellow and purple lupine, monkey flowers, fire brush and mountain sage perfumed the air.
We arrived at our special spot, which was off the beaten trail so we had it to ourselves with all of nature. First the sun broke through the redwoods and made that rare occurrence of the “rays,” as Janette called them. That moment where the fog lifts, leaving a slight cool breeze with the sun shining through the redwoods with warmth and that golden light. We all felt that we were in heaven.
We had our glorious picnic and found just the right places for our gifts for the Fairies and were ready to take a little rest before making the flower essences. We were primed by being slightly in the “in-between time” to be sensitive to the over lighting Deva and Fairy of the Mountain Sorrel. In this spot, the hillside was covered with these sweet white flowers.
Lorna exclaimed, “I saw a Leprechaun!” She described the red pointed hat he was wearing and blue trousers. I saw the movement as he hid behind the redwood tree. Wow. Lorna was trained as an administrator, with use of her very logical mind, and this was quite a departure for her. We all walked quietly to the flowers and started to pinch off a few with our crystals. Lorna started putting the lid on when the jar started singing. We all looked at each other and around us to see where the singing was coming from and not from someone’s radio. The singing was coming from our jar of flower essences. Wow. We laughed and laughed.
The next unusual thing came as we hiked back to the car; Lorna started singing a hymn that she had learned in Sunday School, and Janette and I joined in singing all of the words even though we had never heard the song before. That whole day contained unbridled joy. We laughed, sang and hugged and kept asking ourselves, “How did that happen?” Magic.
With the love of nature, Your own magical Fairy encounters are just waiting for you when you least expect them. They can occur possibly in your backyard garden or sitting next to your favorite house plant. Don’t forget to put out the chocolate.
Encounters with Fairies are a gift from the elemental kingdoms.
I have had a few contacts with fairies, Devas and the non-localized spirit of nature, Pan. Each one changed me for the better in some way. One of them stands out, as it gave me hope and reassurance that I was on my Spiritual Path.
Melinda and I, along with our four-year-old children, Clayton and Hana, were hiking up a familiar trail in Big Sur, California. We came upon my favorite part of the trail where the creek had a small bend and opened briefly to a small, sunny meadow. I always liked to pause at that spot where the trail, that had been winding through moist shady coast redwoods, came to this juncture of an open, grassy meadow touched by the winding stream.
We paused to take it all in before continuing on, and as I turned to look at the meadow, a round ball of golden light (about the size of a dessert plate) came right up to my face. All of the sudden, everything went very quiet—stillness, no sound, as I felt enveloped in this beautiful, otherworldly translucent light. I stood frozen, not moving a hair as this experience took hold of me completely. Melinda was waving at me, and I could hardly hear what she was saying in a muffled tone: “What is happening? What is happening?” It was one of those “out of time” experiences. In a couple of moments the ball of light left, though that experience has lasted vividly inside me for all of these many years.
“A moment in the soul will last forever,” as the lyric to a popular song goes. That experience allowed me to know that I did have a strong connection to the elemental kingdoms and that I should pay attention to it and treasure it.
Now is the time for All of humanity to know the elementals are real and are calling us for help.
It is not difficult to contact the fairy realm. It takes sincerity, love of Mother Nature and a willingness to see things differently– or in an innocent, childlike energy. Fairies respond to us when we are kind, respectful and aware of the connection we have to all beings who share Gaia with us: animals, plants, the standing people-trees, insects, the stone people and an entire kingdom of light beings we are yet to meet. As Shakespeare has reminded us, “One breath of Nature makes the whole world kin.”
We don’t expect our hearing to be like our sense of smell, or our vision to be like our touch, but often we expect these elemental connections to be like our ordinary awareness… when in truth these spiritual gifts are extraordinary and often fleeting, though forever. So, to enter the near-but-veiled dimension of the elemental kingdom, it helps (but is not required) to be in your feminine, receptive side. A belief that the Devas, fairies, gnomes, elves, leprechauns, little people, merpeople, undines, sprites and pixies exist is a very good start. Caring for your home and environment will invite them closer to you.
As you water your plants, thank the Nature spirit of each one. All living beings in Mother Nature have guardian spirits, just as all humans have guardian Angels. As you recognize this, you can have a deeper relationship with your pets, trees and even the wild birds that come to visit you.
If this is all new to you, or if it’s just that you needed a reminder or confirmation of your own sensitive connection to the Earth and all of her inhabitants, a way to start connecting with this realm is with my favorite new fairy book: Inside the Secret Life of Fairies: Where Dreams Come True, by Maggie Hamilton. I love the short stories of many different people’s encounters with the Elemental Kingdom.
Your own delightful, joyful and mysterious encounter is just waiting for you to allow it.