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Savannah's costume is one I made last week. I was pretty busy!
There was a fabulous falconry show. The guy knew his stuff and was really down to earth. I was envious a bit. It has been a dream of mine since I was very little to be into falconry. This one was called "Fluffy".
A necklace I loaned Nomad.
Spotted her through the crowd.
This one is called "Jack" because he is blind in one eye.
A better view of her costume. I didn't add any boning to the corset though I probably should have.
Here is a view of my dress I made for this year's fair. It's not quite any time period but a medley of them. I wanted to create a "mourning gown". Like my Edward Gorey pose? Haha.
The whole time watching this beautiful fellow I was thinking of Myclette. I was lucky enough to capture him winking.
I do have quite a few other pictures that I would love to post but I wont because of keeping anonymity for certain family members. So unless I get permission I will have other pictures not from the Renn Faire for tomorrow.
A couple of days ago I had a really strange dream. I dreamed I was in California with my mom, sister and some other people I can't remember. Something told me it was pretty much the same crew I went to Las Vegas with back in June.
In the dream, we went to a shopping center in Oregon, which for some strange reason was a short walk from California. When we were leaving the store, I saw a large, white owl landing on the top of the store's roof. I remember being amazed that I was able to see the owl alight on the roof. Everyone was leaving me, but I wanted to hang out with the owl. I stayed and made up my mind to meet up with everyone later. Now, anyone who knows me knows I have the sense of direction of a blind june bug, so I don't usually separate from the group, but in this dream I did.
I sat on the ground in front of the owl and nervously hooted at it in hopes that it would come down and interact with me. At first, it just looked at me. When I hooted again, it flew down and it landed on my right thigh. I told him that he was a big boy and very beautiful. I asked him if it was okay for me to stroke his feathers. He nodded and I stroked him on his head and down his back, much like one would pet a cat. He seemed to like it. I asked him if he wanted to talk to me. He nodded. Then he expelled some sort of disgusting thick mucus-like fluid out of his butt on the ground next to me. I remember trying not to jump and show my disgust because I didn't want to offend him. I also remember feeling lucky that there wasn't any on my jeans. I thought, "that's odd, owls are supposed to expell pellets that have whole parts of what they've eaten in them." I've never heard of them spewing out mucus! I decided to look to see what was in it and I clearly saw a small, human skeleton, that looked like it belonged to a child. I didn't know what to make of this, but I figured I had taken up enough of the owl's time and after losing the contents of what I figured was lunch or dinner, I guessed he may want to eat. Besides, it was now after dusk and time for most owls to hunt.
I asked him if he was ready to eat and he nodded. I bowed to him and wished him good hunting and left. I started to panic a little because I knew there was a chance I could get lost going back to meet my friends and family, but then I thought, "Oh, Trista (tristaprez) and Ray live here in Oregon. I could just call them if I get lost." However, I distinctly remember not wanting to have to bother them about it. I figured I should be able to get back to our hotel in California by myself.
What the hell does this dream mean? I'm kinda worried because usually when I see an owl, its warning me about something and the news ain't good. However, I remember feeling honored that the owl, my totem, interacted with me and I felt like he was friendly. I also can't help but notice that a lot of the dream seems to be centered around Tristaprez. The last time I saw her, was when I went to Vegas for her daughter's high school graduation. About two months after our visit, she and her family moved to Portland, Oregon and her oldest daughter, who graduated moved in with some friends and plans to move to New York and pursue her dance and modeling career. I'm praying this isn't some horrible omen. I'm THIS close to pulling out what little hair I have left over worrying about the unknown and the possibilities. Its not a good feeling. HELP!
The past few months have been kind of hellish for me for various reasons. I have pulled back from a great many things because I have had no desire to do anything, be around anyone, or even practice my spirituality. Then a few weeks ago I posted I have a pair of Screech owls on my property. Granted I said that usually owls don't have the best reputations and many cultures fear them. But like myclette said owls aren't evil as so many folks think. They are wise, all knowing, and are the eyes to our souls and usually mean change. Great change.
I am not exactly sure what Great Change is heading my way. I probably won't even know it until it is done and gone. That is usually how the Gods work. Anu and Macha are real good at these changes. Brigid has been appearing to me more and more lately as has Maeve. I have been working with Maeve since before we left OK. I have made great strides in what Maeve has been imparting to me. The main point that this lovely but sexy drama death Goddess has hammered into my head is to be happy with my body. And I don't mean with how it looks. I have never really had an issue with how I look. I may not be a stunning beauty but I am one hot MILF. What Maeve did for me is to remind me that I am a woman first and that my body changes with time and that it is OKAY! To embrace it. To take time for myself. Maeve appeared to me right after I pulled her card from the Goddess Healing deck and I am so happy that she made time for me.
I didn't tell anyone that Maeve has been working with me because so many in the Tuatha would have pointed out or went and researched that Maeve is quite the lil Bitch when provoked and her Goddess relatives and friends are just as blood thirsty as Maeve is when you mess with her or hers. So many don't realize that Maeve is the embodiment of a strong beutiful woman and embraces her sexuility and her body. This is and was exactly what I needed at the time I was dignoised with diabetes and having a hard time coming to terms that in this life I am a Mother before I am anything else and I needed to balance that with my needs instead of focusing on motherhood or woman hood.
As for Brigid appearing more and more to me, those conversations and workings are still confidential. But Brigid is the one that pointed out to me that it was time to move on with the Goddess Healing Deck. Maeve would always be there for me when I needed her but it was time to move on to the next Goddess and realize that just because some of the Goddesses may not be Irish or even another Celtic deity to either work with them or find their Celtic equvlant (sp?).
To celebrate and pay honor to Maeve my past few months dealings with Her, I am off to get my brows waxed and a manicure and pedicure. And once Randy is home we are going to have a romantic dinner with OUT the kids and give Maeve a lil late night show 
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I'll let you all know who the next Goddess is that gets to help me change for the better:D
These pictures are for myclette
We had a total of two screech owls in our yard. This guy here is the male. The female I could only catch during the morning hours and she was huge campared to this guy! The sun kept me from getting any decent pictures of the female.
My daughter heard him outside of her window and spotted him. My camara is good but it isn't a professional one so my zoom didn't go that far up in the tree!
Hope you enjoy these!
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