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a journey of self discovery. You just never know what we might see. Is that a fairy ring under that rowan tree? Look! - a hedgewitch, I wonder what she is brewing in her cauldron today. Oh, and look at that poor menopausal soul, she needs our love & understanding. We may take a stop at the creativity school or a wander through the garden. And maybe, we will take the time machine back to the past! But wherever we go, we will always take time to stop for tea.

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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, December 07, 2006

too precious for words


this is the nativity scene that I saw in a junk shop window & begged the owner to sell it to me. Even though it wasn't for sale. The lady who owns the junk shop has an eye for the kitsch. She also has a lamp of the Sacred Heart of Jesus - the light is actually his heart and it glows. Trouble is, as it ages the light travels further up and it is now in his throat - looking very much like a goitre. I love it! and have begged her for that but she keeps it over her bed - much to her husbands dismay.





I love my nativity scene & I always, always put this up at this time of year ~
this is a part of my belief that I try to blend in with my hedgewitchery.
It is special. It is actually handmade - and has a little light inside that glows over the Holy family.oh yes, it is incomplete - Joseph is missing so I use the shepherd and there are only 2 wise men (one had melted in the heat of the lamp), the camels aren't really part of it as they are out of proportion. But I still love it. It isn't grand by any means. But I still love it. why? 'cause it is simple and was obviously made from the heart. And isn't that what it is all about?

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posted by Miss Robyn | 2:54 pm

11 Comments:

Blogger Sheila said...

Oh Robyn you are precious...I love this too for the very reasons you cite. I'm not sure about the lamp with Jesus though, sounds a bit gruesome.

3:14 pm  
Blogger Lady Prism said...

ahhh' beautiful!...

You know what I did?..I was so inspired by your bloggy' home that I decided to take stock of my priorities and to let go of things that hinder me from focusing on what is important...like time spent fixing my home...making it pretty nice for my family...and though I know that our world's are so different..the essence of how you care for things beautiful touches a universal truth...I share that with you...

and your daughter..is truly lovely...

6:11 pm  
Blogger Tinker said...

I love the camels and the creativity in putting them all together. It's charming.
xo

7:02 pm  
Blogger Rethabile said...

What a rich place you got...

8:37 pm  
Blogger paris parfait said...

Yes, simple and from the heart. What could be better??!! xo

11:41 pm  
Blogger Pear tree cottage! said...

Hello Robyn, what a busy life you lead at the moment so much to do and so little time to do it in. I have enjoyed looking at your nativity scene, it is a lovely set.

Have you unwrapped any more gifts form your stocking yet?

see you soon Lee-ann

12:32 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yes that is what it is all about. Love your set up

2:46 am  
Blogger Lila Rostenberg said...

I always put up a nativiy too...ours must be 25 years old now. My daughter just bought her first creche only to find that St. Joseph is missing from hers....and she was a single mom for so long...maybe symbolic...we will look for a St. Joseph for her on e-bay.
Have you heard that burying a statue of St. Joseph in your front yard helps with the sale of your home? Maybe that is where these Josephs have gone missing!?

3:56 am  
Blogger Annie Jeffries said...

This is so sweet Robyn and like the Ugly Duckling, you have made it beautiful and meaningful.

4:42 am  
Blogger kansasrose said...

What a place of peace you have created with your finds and your loving heart...This is just beautiful.

5:29 am  
Blogger Rosa said...

I love that little creche!!

12:54 pm  

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