Monday, May 13, 2013

In the garden

So I went to see the Magical door today... stood in front if it for a long, long time, and waited; expecting magic to unfold before my eyes, whilst hoping, too, for an encounter with some mythical being... perhaps a mysterious wood fairy... an angel?


You know, the more time one spends in a magical garden, the more shadows and contours would come to life... so the eyes open to new dimensions and layers and worlds, and...


Oh, it must be spring!  There’s so much to see and to feel and to treasure outside right now, so much, in fact, that every moment I spend inside, or away from the garden, feels like a moment lost. Spring is indeed a magical thing.... and it is wild in me. My very heartbeat is the sudden music of birds-like angel voices.  My soles are soft with green; my hair petal colored.  Re-birth and resurrection is everywhere I look.  


Oh I believe I believe!
 

Nature is slowly creeping in... soon we'll be sleeping in roses...


I am utterly amazed by it all, swooning with love for all I see and hear and feel. 
 
 
I prefer coffee to tea, you? Even in warm summer afternoons I do have to have my cup of joy... and because I have a feeling you might show up around here, I've brewed some fresh coffee just for you.  We'll sit on the porch and talk about the splendor of spring, or how to capture and keep fairies, or maybe discuss about flowers and how to make some lovely wreath with them, or talk about the making of potpourri, herbs for the kitchen and and and...


What else can I say?  I'm breathing here, dreaming here, living here.  So if you need me, you know where I'll be...



Hope to see you around!