Cleansing The Altar

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Our Ostara altar was beautiful as always.

Our Ostara altar was beautiful as always. This one came from Lore, who create many lovely pagan garden items; this one we found at the Ostara’s Altar event that we enjoyed so much.

I love this dress from Senzafine, of course. The tights and dress are both available at the event, but you may have to hunt for the tights!

Beusy did my hair up with glorious sunflowers. A little early in the season for sunflowers, but spring is the promise of summer, so I felt it was a good choice.

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Cleansing the altar with love

Cleansing the altar with love is only part of a post-Ostara tradition that goes back for as long as anyone in the village can remember.

I love that phrase, “for as long as anyone … can remember”. It allows plausible deniability for all kinds of things, like short memories, faulty memories, things that never actually happened before, or Incidents such as the thing we don’t talk about that is allowing me to turn my little Realm into the Fae equivalent of the London Dungeon, except with more content and less screaming.

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It involves a lot of twirling.

It involves a lot of twirling. I am really good at twirling.

I am so good at twirling I should think of some other things that incite twirling.

Maybe I will put a little unicorn garden near the castle so I can see mortal girls of all ages, and of course any boys that would like to, twirling. That sounds like fun.

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Handling Spring energy

Handling Spring energy is a delicate manoeuvre: it can get inside your head and make you wear nothing but flowers for a whole season. Trust me on this. I have been told off for having too much Spring energy more times than you want to know.

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But in the end, all is well.

But in the end, all is well, even for the little demifae who are soaking up as much of the spring as they can get this beautiful late morning.

Our Spring altar can stay, for now, I think.

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We’ll need a Summer altar soon enough.

We’ll need a Summer altar soon enough.

Style Card:
Body: Maitreya
Head: Catwa Bento Mesh Head, Lona
Skin: Lumae, Neoma Catwa Applier (Available NOW at Ostara’s Altar!)
Eyes: The Little Bat, Andromeda Eyes (Available NOW at Ostara’s Altar!)
Ears: Swallow, Noldor Elf Ears (at Kustom9)
Clothes: Senzafine, Lexa Dress and Ostara’s Grace stockings (hunt gift) (Available NOW at Ostara’s Altar!)
Shoes: Zaara, Padme Mojari Shoes
Hair: Beusy, Citrus (At Kustom9)
Altar and Statuary: Lore, Altar of Spring and Pagan Garden Statues (Available NOW at Ostara’s Altar!)
Location: Awenia, Queen’s Garden
Poses: All from Belle Poses, Nina, except pose with Hearts, from Luanne’s World, Love Will Remember

Why I Relay

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I took Dyisi down beneath the mystical portals of the Fairelands Junction.

I took Dyisi down beneath the mystical portals of the Fairelands Junction for our special time together at the Great Faire. I wanted to show her how beautiful the memories of all the Fairelanders were when placed into a special cove. The air was alight with candles, and the roots of the trees went deep, down into the river, symbolising the depth of caring Fairelanders have for their loved ones who are suffering and memorialising those who have gone before.

This year, I have not been as present at the Faire as I have in previous years. The boys are taking over most of the merchanting duties for me now, and I admit I’ve settled nicely in the Faerie Haven at White Owl Island. It feels good to sit back and let work be done by others. But I knew I’d have to visit the Faire at least once this year, to connect with my long-time friend Dyisi and to marvel at the way the Realms shine when they are chosen to be part of the Faire.

I thought Dyisi would love this memorial spot, but instead she grew melancholy.

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“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked.

“I guess I probably should,” she said, and she followed it up with some of those Greek terms of endearment she uses. I persist in thinking they are complimentary.

I said, “See how quiet it is here, but for the water, the birds. Let there be peace. You know you can tell me anything.”

“What about,” Dyisi said, “If we just break the fourth wall for a moment?”

I lifted a brow. “What do you mean?”

“Well, you know how you’re a character from Gwen Enchanted’s imagination?”

I shifted uncomfortably. “It’s not something I usually think about.”

“Yeah, I know,” Dyisi replied. “She gets Queen Gwyneth to be her mouthpiece most of the time.”

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She put her arm around me.

She put her arm around me. “Well…” and here she paused to look up in to my eyes, above her glasses. Briefly, I glimpsed the galaxies within before she looked down again. “I, too, am a character from someone’s imagination.”

I blinked. “Not Gwen Enchanted’s imagination, I hope; that’d be… well, slightly creepy and incestuous.”

“Oh, like your desperate love for Her Majesty isn’t creepy?” Dyisi allowed herself a little laugh. “No, no; I am a character from someone else’s imagination, and she is a very good friend to Gwen Enchanted.

I rubbed my chin, shook my head. “Confusing.”

“That it is, Davey,” said Dyisi, with a sigh. “This place makes me think of the imagination from which I spring, and I’d like to tell you a story from her perspective.”

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“I’m listening,” I said. And I held her.

“I’m listening,” I said. And I held her.

A few words from the mind behind the satyr..

First off, let me thank Gwen.. who has been an amazingly dear friend to me for years now.. for allowing me to say a few words.  Her blog has been a great source of entertainment and touching stories that is more than just a labor of love.  But an outlet for her beautiful and talented soul.  So I thank her from the bottom of my heart to be apart of not just her stories, but her life.  As well as her dear husband Joe, who also touched my life in a very remarkable way.  He is missed deeply.

There is also another woman who has been an influential part of my life, as well as having been my rock.  My mother.  She passed in June of 2013 after a short battle with lung cancer. Her diagnosis was in March of that same year.  So we did not have a lot of time in the end, and even though I am told not to have regrets, I do.  It’s hard not to, especially when her life ended so quickly.  Things I wish I could have said, wishing I could have been there at her side when she finally passed.  While I still hold to these regrets, I also look back at the life we lived.  She was an amazing woman, strength in the face of all adversities..  Be it her time spent in the Marines during Vietnam, or the life our family lived.  Her sense of humor never wavered and in that taught me to laugh when things feel hopeless.  For that, I will forever be thankful.  She also did her best to try and protect me from death, even though it’s inevitable.  This does include her own death as she insisted I stay home… three thousand miles away.  Despite my better judgement, I listened to her, because she is my mother..

Cancer is not new to my family, as it has claimed so many on my mother’s side.  Her father passing from leukemia, while lung cancer claimed her mother, aunt, and a year after mom died, one of her sisters.  Even my cousin’s little girl fought leukemia, which I can happily say she is in full remission.  At the beginning of this year, a close childhood friend had lost her battle with cervical cancer.   This monster is all too familiar to me, and so this is why Fantasy Faire has become important to me ever since I discovered it. I thank the creators and participants.. vendors and supporters..   for all that they do for the American Cancer Society.  Helping those who work tirelessly to defeat this monster so that no one else.. no more of our loved ones and own selves..  will fall into it’s clutches.

Thank you.

I’d never seen tears from Dyisi before, but now I did. And I confess I buried my face in her hair to staunch my own.

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I shall not tell you how we spent the rest of our night together.

I shall not tell you how we spent the rest of our night together; I shall only say that the unlikely friendship between Gypsy and Satyr—and the unlikely friendship between American expat and Seattle dilettante—continues to be a force for good in the world.

Let all your stories out. Let all your tears flow. Recognise that together, we are stronger than cancer, stronger than the losses we have sustained because of it, strong enough to go on. Those candles burn for every beloved person who has passed to the other side of the Veil, for every beloved person who wakes up to fight another day, for all of us who contribute, with our time and our money and the love in our hearts (which knows no end). 

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Catalina Staheli’s “Why Do You Relay” photo of The Amazing Catwoman, from the 2015 Fantasy Faire.

Catalina Staheli took this photograph of The Amazing Catwoman at the beginning of the 2015 Fantasy Faire, my (Gwen Enchanted’s) first year as a Fantasy Faire blogger as part of her “Why Do You Relay” series. That was the year my husband, Joe Raftery, was moved from curative to palliative care. My heart was on my sleeve then, and it is now, as well. Eight months after this photograph was taken, I became a widow. Fairelanders, one of my SL tribes, supported me through his illness. My roleplaying tribe, which includes Dyisi, whose beautiful words are above, were with me constantly. My real life family stayed by my side and have never left me. I am rich, rich in friends and rich in family. I am also rich in memories. Why do I relay? I relay because, at fifty-one years of age, I am still too young to be a widow. 

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Style Cards:
The Gypsy Davey:
Head: Catwa, Justin
Body: Signature
Skin: 7 Deadly s{K}ins, Bo (Guys Group Gift for April, Available NOW at the 7 Deadly s{K}ins Main Store!)
Hair: Wasabi Pills, Raven (Available NOW at the 2017 Fantasy Faire!)
Outfit: Silvan Moon Designs, The Fairelands Traveler Tunic Set (Available NOW at the 2017 Fantasy Faire!)
Ears: Mandala, Steking Ears Season 5

Dyisi:
Body- Maitreya Laura
Hair – little bones. Chel
Ears – [][]Trap[][] Gelf Ears
Eyes – Plastik Galaxie Eyes, Arc
Hooves – Gauze
Tail – Leo Tail v5
Skin – Plastik Briane Freckled
Horns – Plastik Swyrl Horns, Ray
Top – !gO! Spring lace top 1 (Now at this month’s round of Shiny Shabby)
Shorts – L&B Swear Denim Shorts
Lip ring – .:ellabella:. Blowing Bubbles
Belly chain – .Charm. Moon
Necklace – .Eldritch. Bog Cailleach Vial
Necklace – Plastik Twiggled Necklace, silver
Arm chains – Zaara Rasksha
Thigh chains -Zaara Rasksha
Septum Ring – Zaara [Goa Party]: Baga nosering
Bracelets – Zaara [Goa Party]: Friendship bracelets
Glasses – Zaara [Goa Party]: Retro sunglasses
Bindi – ~Soedara~ Pearl Berjuang Tari

Location: Fairelands Junction, Sponsored by Ruins of Xenark Roleplay Community and designed by Saiyge Lotus.

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. I’d never blog Fantasy Faire without it!

A New Forest?

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The Gypsy Davey:

The season for the Great Faire came and went, and I went about my business silently this year. Although there were many beautiful things to see, and many beautiful women to woo, but some of the scars from the last Faire remain. If it hadn’t been for Dyisi and her cure for the Elf Sickness, I might be pining after the Faerie Queen still.

As luck would have it, or not have it as the case may be, I ran in to some trouble in Dangarnon. A gentleman with whom I have a passing business acquaintance took it upon himself to accuse me of cheating him in a deal. Of course I did not cheat him, but the insults regularly thrown at the Romany create prejudice that holds true wherever one is in the great universe. So I ran. And as soon as I got to one of those places where the Realms meet, I asked the goddess to send me to a place of safety, a haven.

And then I found myself in a lush forest, with trees so big I could hardly imagine they were real. It smelled wet and mossy, and the ferns grew as high as my head in some places. I saw, down a hill, a familiar silhouette. And wouldn’t you know it, there she was. Dyisi. Oh, how I’d missed her. I wandered down to the edge of the lake where she stood.

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Well Met by Moonlight?

“Well, well. Well met by moonlight, it would seem”, I said, as I walked down the slope to join her. “Dyisi. It’s been some time”. I looked around, surveying the pond, the moonlight on the water, the fireflies. “What sort of place is this? I feel such a sense of quiet here.”

 

At first the satyr didn’t seem to hear the familiar voice while she stands under the pale light of the moon.  There is that ever presence of serenity that flows out from her in gentle waves.. but there is also this strong undercurrent of loss, sadness, and grief that has permanently grown within the currents.  Of course she senses him, she had the moment the gypsy arrived in this dark verdant forest.

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“Humans, they call this forest Olympics”,

“Humans, they call this forest Olympics.”  She finally answers him, though gives no more to it.  In fact her tone sounds more hollow to their normal evenness.  The satyr doesn’t even move to look at him..  her gaze stays stead fast to the water before them.

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“I thought the Olympics were some kind of sports competition”.

“I thought the Olympics were some kind of sports competition,” I replied. I might have smirked. “Smells different here than the King’s Forest. Not so much smoke. And, something, hm. Something a bit mossy about it all.” I caught the sense of loss, of course: I’m a Gypsy, not a banker. “You…” I paused, considered, took a breath. “You seem sad, Dyisi.” That was it: I left it up to her to tell her story. “The moon on the water,” I said, to give her another conversational road to take. “It’s always so beautiful isn’t it? Like the goddess gave her face to the surface.”

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“Is rainforest.”

“Is rainforest..” My humour didn’t seem to register with her at all.  In fact she seemed to want to move away from me, let me just continue on my own.  Instead, though, she folded her ears back, which I always feel means there’s something she’s not telling me. Then again, there’s always something she’s not telling me. “Rainforest.” Again a simple explanation to their surroundings. “Why are you here?”  And her ton was more irritated than curious, I’m sad to say.

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“I never know why I’m anywhere, to be honest.”

“I never know why I’m anywhere, to be honest,” I replied. “I ran afoul of some rough fellows in Dangarnon, during the Great Faire. I fled, of course: I’m a lover, not a fighter. When I got to one of the places where two Realms converge there, I just wished to be in a safe haven, if only for a little while.” I smiled again, trying to open her up. I hoped it would work. “And here I am.”

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Her brows furrowed.

Her brows furrowed, if only for a moment before she turned to look off into the darkness of the forest.  Just after I’d spoken my wish for a safe haven, this deep piercing howl from off in the distance joined in with the various other nightscape sounds.  Including a baleful sound from a loon.  “If you wish safe.. mayhaps village on nearby island then.  Noht that ..safe.. is anything more than illusion of mind.”  Bitter. She sounded bitter. I sensed something terrible had happened, but I did not know how to find out at that moment, and I’ve learned it’s better to walk away than to press Dyisi when she doesn’t want to talk about something. My senses told me she’d lost something, something too great for her to bear.

And that was that: she spoke no more to me.  I stood in silence, not far away from her, for a little while, then walked my silent way around to the other side of the pond. She’d mentioned a village on a nearby island: as long as I was in this place, why not educate myself a little more on my surroundings, I reasoned. The night noises were beginning to get to me, finally, and that’s unusual for me. I found myself walking more quickly away from the pond than I’d approached it. Another howl came from the distance, back in the direction from which I’d come. Ahead of me, I thought, there came another sound: the distinctive hooting of an owl. And so, as cautiously as I could while still trying to move swiftly, I made my way to the shoreline and began to search for a nearby island. The owl hooted again. Was it an omen?

Style Cards:

The Gypsy Davey:
Body: SLink
Skin: 7 Deadly s[K]ins, NEW Judas, Caramel (Available at the 7 Deadly s[K]ins Main Store! SLink appliers seen here are also available at the Main Store.)
Hair: No Match, No Perfection
Ears: Mandala Steking Ears Season 5
Eyes: Poems of Color, Pearl Eyes, Aurora, Medium Bright
Clothes: Gypsy Wolf, Luca, Earth
Shoes: Bliensen & Maitai, Bleki Sandals, Silver

Dyisi:
Clothes
:
…:::Beautiful Dirty Rich:::… Tomorrow is unknown vest in black
Addams // Dolores Shorts
Accessories:
.:ellabella:. Blowing Bubbles lip ring
.Charm. Moon belly chain
.Eldritch. Bog Cailleach Vial
[Since 1975] Minigoggles
Earthstones Belly Ring – Kabbalah Tree of Life
Noodles – Luna Chain Top
RO – Hipster Bag – Coffee
Schadenfreude Long Water and Earth Digital Alchemy Necklaces
Zaara : Sarika feathered earrings
Zaara [Goa Party] : Baga nosering
Zaara [Goa Party] : Friendship bracelets
Soedara Pearl Berjuang Tari Bindi
Body:
.:EMO-tions:. Pure
:[P]: Astrali Skin – Reverie
:[P]: Galaxie Eye [L] – Arc
:[P]: Galaxie Eye [R] – Plura
:[P]: Zaida Horns [Bare- Magic] Ursula
:[P]: Asaia Markings
[Gauze] Faun mesh legs
Leo Tail
Slink Mesh Hands – Casual
Tiki Tattoo – UPOLU

Shape and Staff – Self Made

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. I never find home without it!

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