Moist green grass.
Open and shady avenue:
Carpeted with fine pine needles.
Her heart: A reservoir. Enchanted by the dew.
As light as a feather. At peace. Overflowing with gratitude.
There has never been a day on my early morning walks to the Roseville Lake that I haven't seen at least one feather: Caught in the wire fencing or laden with dew on the green grass.
Just a cookatoo or kookaburra feather?
Or a lovely reminder to tread on the earth more gently, to listen more attentively to the sound of the wind and feel her breeze against my skin, to see all the magical colours that nature adorns herself with and to remember to breathe it all in, much more deeply.
Wild duck feathers.
I've mentioned the nudge to start making some Magic Wands as another paper product for my much anticipated Homesteaders Coop store. Well, Magic Wands must have feathers and so one morning I set off to the lake with the intention of finding maybe just a few wild duck feathers.
As I walked along the bank where the ducks like to gather, I was so delighted to see that so many ducks must have heard my silent request and had left their perfectly still intact feathers for me to gather.
Now if you think that all wild duck feathers are alike. It's simply not so. As I hope you'll see now from this set of photographs of feathers, selected from maybe about 100 that I gathered that morning.
Jonathan Livingston Seagull.
Later that day as I played with making some simple arrangements wih the feathers, I was reminded of the story of Jonathan Livingston Seagull.
Jonathan pushes himself to fly faster, higher, and lower than any other seagull ever has before. When he achieves one goal, he attempts another. All the while, his mother and the rest of his Flock want him to be just a normal gull. But, there is something driving Jonathan to be more than a typical gull. He knows that his body can do more and he wants to experience the exhilaration of flying above the clouds as fast as he can. His attempts eventually lead to him being outcasted by his Flock.Which is where his spiritual journey begins: Summary of the story of Jonathan Livingston Seagull.
I've been wanting to join Team Australia forever: But still haven't managed to come up with a FUN FACT about myself. Maybe something will spring to mind as I introduce my personal story ~ As an adaptation of the story of Jonathon Livingston Seagull.
And the new sun sparkled gold.
Across the silent ripples of the lakeland.
'Why is it so hard to be like everyone else?'
'Why can't you settle into your studies anymore?
Be happy in your job? Stay with family & friends in Melbourne?'
Ally had always dreamed of traveling.
She longed to roam the ruins of ancient Greek temples.
See the glyphs of ancient Egypt. Sit in the middle of Celtic circles.
'I love the ocean so much.
I just want to walk there. Paint there.
Be alone there. Just for a little while. That's all.'
Spending whole days completely alone.
On the sand. On the rocks.
Drawing the ocean.
And the sky.
Of speaking to her heart.
And he spoke of very simple things:
That it's right for Ally to connect with her 'Muse.'
That freedom is the very nature of her being.
That whatever denies that freedom:
Must be seen and understood:
To be able to step aside.
From its strangling
Hold on her.
When she didn't listen to her own thoughts
About her life, she could live an absolutely extraordinary life.
To be yourself: Your true self.
When you stop everything and simply breathe.
And nothing can stand in your way. It is the Law of Creation.
Any thought is a limit.
And perfection doesn’t have limits.
Perfect speed is being here and there at the same time.
That has troubled you.
You need to keep finding yourself:
A little more each day. That real, unlimited Ally.
She's your instructor. Simply understand and perfect her.
And then another hundred lives.
To learn: Perfection.
To understand: Purpose.
Has been to reach out and touch a perfection.
In everything that I love to do: Living in the present.
I am: In touch with Nature. In touch with myself.
In touch with others. With my art: My writing.
I accept that everyone is striving to reach:
Their own perfection. Where I can:
I support them to connect with:
Their Morning Star.
A VERY simple video after learning how to use the Filmora9 video editor.
All the photographs of feathers above were used, with vocals by Australian Willy Wagetails from the ABC Sound Library.
Visually speaking this video is rather s l o w but I do love the magical merging of the feathers ~ Shades of Susan Seddon Boulet. And if you turn the volume right up the bird calls create the most beautiful spacial echos, almost eerie.
Twelve indigenous duck feathers.
Gathered by the banks of the Roseville Lake. ~Ally.
FUN FACT for Team Australia.
On my journey I've been blessed to have had so many wonderful companions who through their feelings, words and actions have helped my understanding and knowledge of myself and others to grow. My most treasured companions have been those who believe in the connection of all Life and the power of Magic.
It's not always easy being a slightly dyslectic, right-brained, left-handed creative. But I've learned to laugh along with my friends who somehow always seem to see the humor in my many many imperfections.
I'm lucky that I've always, if not fully believed in magic, at least wanted to find out how to. So making a Magical Wand has given me a tool that can help me to focus and relax ~ And then I can ask to bring more magic, more insight, more abundance, more harmony, more adventure, more of anything I want to bring into my life.
Just a glimpse of my first Magical Wand: One of the products that I'm making from eco-friendly materials, exclusively for my Homesteaders Coop store.
All the feathers in the wand were freely given by the wild ducks at the Roseville Lake.
All the wonderful things.
That you could wish for. If you had:
A MAGICAL WAND.
SONY Mark2 A7.
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