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here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.


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Thursday, August 03, 2006

melancholy girl

I came home from the funeral drained and feeling melancholy. Not because of being sad about the actual funeral but from seeing the widow at the graveside, crying. She has lost her mate of 45 years. She has had him beside her each night for 45 years and now sleeps alone. it breaks my heart and tugs at my heart strings.
Amazing funeral - as big as expected and the mass was celebrated by 6 priests! funny how we 'judge' how loved someone was by the size of their funeral. Funerals always get me thinking on life - and that is not a good thing - I wonder & I try to find the meaning.
And I get confused.
hence the drained and melancholy feeling.
while I was sitting in mass during the funeral - I had my eyes closed and I knew we were surrounded by angels, I could just feel it!
During Mass, I also got two ideas for collages and a few ideas for sewing - the priests would not be pleased ! anyhow, I was there and I was praying. I believe that is all God expects of me - he knows how utterly confused I can be sometimes. I came out of the church and you will NEVER believe what I found on the ground - A WHITE FEATHER ! I picked it up and gently placed it in the booklet - a treasure for a collage. I have been snipping and cutting again this afternoon and nearly have another collage done. But I have realized I must get me an 'ideas' book - I can't be cutting, snipping, glueing and pasting 24 hours a day - if I jot down all the ideas, then I can do this a little less obsessively & a bit more orderly. Is that possible?

posted by Miss Robyn | 4:47 pm

7 Comments:

Blogger Daisy Lupin said...

Gosh I am away from the blogs for just over 24 hours and people seem to be blogging left, right and centre. Firstly, I agree funerals are dreadfully draining occasions, I suppose that is why a lot of people have a meeting up or a party after one, to show life goes on.
Secondly, the world situation, I will be doing your meditation, and I will always speak out against wars, that our leaders drag us into, this is a very dangerous time for the world, and I will nail my colours to the mast, I DO NOT AGREE with our country becoming involved in these situations in the middle east, that Mr. Blair seems happy to drag us into. I do not agree with people invading other people's countries, I will be mentioning this on my next blog.
Lastly, I love the work you have been doing, and I have had thought, but I can't formulate exactly how it would work, it would be lovely if we could all contribute a piece of material work for some sort of hanging. Love and Hugs xx

8:23 pm  
Blogger Boxwood Cottage said...

Oh that must have been an angels feather, a real sign for you!
Oh my Robyn if you could see the mess and al the cuttings etc. for collages on my desk you would at once know that I too need to get more organised! Anyway I'm not sure if it is possible, once you've find your creative juices!

8:41 pm  
Blogger paris parfait said...

Funerals are always heartbreaking. Sigh. The feather must have been a sign! Am glad your creativity is out in full force! We're all enjoying seeing the fruits of your imagination, my friend. xo

9:37 pm  
Blogger Annie Jeffries said...

Dearest Robyn,

Inspiration comes from everywhere and especially from faith. Mass was the perfect place to receive your inspiration for art. It honors your dear friend and, I believe, shows that you were truly focused on the Sacrifice of the Mass. You were totally open to God's gift to you. I for one look forward to seeing the fruit of that gift of inspiration. Your dear friend is surely smiling down on you.

12:24 am  
Blogger Carole Burant said...

I often also get melancholy and start questioning life and all it holds...but they say there's a reason behind everything so I'll trust that to be the right answer:-) That white feather you found when coming out of the church was certainly meant for you...using it in a collage sounds like a splending idea! Glad you're really enjoying being creative again and as for being organized...who cares as long as you're having fun:-)

2:37 am  
Blogger kansasrose said...

Some angel is minus a white feather on their wing. It was meant for you...

5:25 am  
Blogger Gena said...

Oh I just get such a lift when I find a white feather,and what a perfect time to be left a little confirmation from your Angels,Funerals are awfully sad xx love your artwork Robyn xx

6:29 am  

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