The yurt dawns into bud

[glitterfairy]

Early paps has discovered this name via a dream and so I post the new yurt thread here.

Today I draw in my reserves of strength and sit in silent contemplation of all around me with a crackling fire for company. The world is still and ghostly with pale wreaths of fog and the smoke of my fire melts into the mists.

I have been away in lands beyond those of the bong tree but I am now back and throwing a welcome spring party today. The children have collected eggs in baskets full of moss and are painting them in pretty colours and designs. We have put ribbons of all colours around the yurt and are baking a mass of cookies and cakes. I have made a fresh green sorrel soup and there is freshly baked spelt bread.

I am sunning myself today on a float out on the lake. the stones glitter under my hands as I trail them through the calm waters and listen to the distant waterfall. I am deep in meditation of the life I am building.

In the distance I can see a life that beckons to me. Patience directs my life so that the lures of instant approval do not become a jump in opposition to what lies in my heart, soul and Will.

I sit and meditate on the stones that lie at the base of the waterfall, the water shows the hidden meanings of their submerged life.

Instant approval can lead to some pretty poor errors in judgement Paps I am glad you are taking time. How are the baby paps doing?

Today I am swopping and soaring wiht my golden eagle totem and we are exploring the high peaks from the air. I have a special gliding kit which can be fired up when I need buit also can allow me to swoop effortlessly with my eagle friend. The peaks are still snow capped but the air is pure and clear and the sun is warm on our backs.

Far below I see the lake and the waterfall glittering and sparkling. The forest is a bright green haze and the orchard is a mass of pink and white blossom each one perfect and hanging with promise of later fruit.

Tigermoth is just starting to take afew strolls then dives flat on his face laughing his head off, he is very comic and lovable! PrincessPaps is loving life and starting to show mental and verbal prowess at problem solving! Its fantastic for them being in outdoors and really alive it feels.

Today I take a course in Empathy and boundaries , it is being held in the forest circle. Ropes have been hung in the trees and from the boughs each participant will take flight to release emotions that are not our own, often manifesting as stumbling blocks. Then clarity and ownership of cleared Will can take new improved direction.

Tigermoth sounds like great fun and I agree about the outdoors. Princesspaps can join in wiht the play the children are putting on in the forest with costumes made by the elves and pixies in bright jewel like colours which glow in the sun.

I am baking today in the yurt so when you ahve done flying around on ropes come and taste my spiced rose buns and my orange and cinnamon tea cakes.

The spiced buns were divine and I had a Chai Latte to compliment the spiced aromas and tastes.

The children look wonderful and today Princesspaps told me she dressed up like a ballerina and did many twirls. Tigermoth has now decided to go full throttle on walking. Just while my gaze in drawn in another direction, but still when it is again upon him I will drink in the sight, applaud and cheer.

Today I walk by the sea, out on the water is a small boat and a solitary figure is fishing. When a fish is hooked the fish will be cooked in embers on the beach, amongst the stones.

Today I live in a thistledown cloud, it keeps me safe from habits of my own and that others create in my image.

Any sadness generated from inside the cloud give rain the land of Bong and heals and renews.

THistledown is magical stuff paps and very healing. I remember this when I take my milk thistle tablet these days (not the same at all I know but similar name).

I was restless last night in rl so today am relaxing here in the lands and lying on large duck down cushions covered in purple cashmere and snuggled in a cashmere throw as I meditate and dream in an almost awake way. I weave my thoughts for the future and dream of years to come and waking will write down my plans. SOmehow in this dream state inspiration comes and I work out and problem solve without being aware of doing it.

THe fairies are spring cleaning their little houses today and the children are presenting the rugs and eiderdowns that they made for them over the winter. IN the fairy grotto a tinkling sound of chattering and laughing makes the air sparkle and glitter.

Meanwhile I am cleaning the yurt and burning sage. Rose quartz crystals are hanging all around and there is a lift in the spirit of the lands.

Wonderful and relieving to hear the land is being cleansed. The smoke from the sage billows and curls up to the thistledown bong tree, it passes through me and takes what clings in the wrong places away.

Lighter I come dancing and laughing to see the fairies and bring them gifts of thistledown to lay on their beds. Then I pass onto the small path of winding tales that whispers secrets in limerick to me as I climb and wander along its way.

All about the trees are now green and there is a scent of lime blossom which lightens the air.

Today is market day and there is plenty of new rhubarb to make a compote and fresh cream from the jersey herd to make a fool. There are new eggs painted and decorated and set in baskets of moss, cheeses scented with lavender and other herbs and fish cuaght from the rivers and seas.Fresh asparagus and new potatoes mean we will feast later when I have bought all in my basket and laden down the paniers on either side of my donkey.

Flying about on a magic carpet, touching base for now and will be back in afew days xx (paps)

Hello littley how are you? Off on your travels! I have spent the last few days lying in a hammock and observing clouds. I have also read and read and been sipping lemonade made from our own lemon trees last year.

I am looking forward to leaving teh gothic library for my summer journey to the plains teh oceans an dthe mountains. Greetings Paps and Glitter

Hello gothicmama. How is the studying going? I expect you are ready for some time travelling and seeing the rest of the lands after so long in the library.

Today I am running in the rain (here and in rl there is a gap between reality and the lands today for me). Then after a shower I will spend some time meditating and contemplating my life whilst listening to the wind outside and watching the fire flickering in the yurts living area. I am burning a candle of orange blossom and the space fills with its fragrance.

The rain clears the cherry blossom and lets the leaves, which are lime green now drink freely.

My wings are white and wide, I fly over the land and can see its contours and sensual ways. The air lifts my spirits and carries me beyond any mist that curls upwards to pull me from the peace my heart and soul experiences.

After a long flight I land amongst the daises in the forest. I pick many at their request and take garlands into the markets to give to the children.

I need to fly as well today littlelollipop. I am going with my eagle for a swooping soaring journey whihc makes my heart beat a little faster and lifts me into another sphere.

Today I am spending with my spirit guides in the quiet of the glade listening to their words of wisdom and peace. The golden eagle is here and also the hind.

I sit upon a rock between thought and feeling sensing the tapestry that both create and divide.

As I weave landscapes of perspective motion begins to manifest in quiet corners. The landscape is strong enough to step upon and so I will walk into vibrations to test their rhythm as practice for wider stages.

My spirit guides have taken me to new freedom and hills where the air is clear and my sense of myself expands into gladness and opportunity.

I thank them for this and set off with hope and happiness for my new life shedding my old skin and saying goodbye to the psat without rancour but thankfulness of a life well lived.