Lunacy

The Moon.  For millenia, our Moon was worshipped, a representation of the Great Goddess, a symbol of life, death, and rebirth.  Organised religion, science, and industry have separated us from our pagan ancestors, we rationalise, think logically, and need to have everything proven.  But nature, magic, and spirituality can't be put in a box and explained away.

A full moon is a time for us to give thanks, to celebrate, to dream; a time to connect with your inner self and your power.










Enjoy the energy of the moon, express your gratitude for all the gifts our cosmic mother and the universe has give us.  Explore your feelings, think about the kind of person you want to be, the things you want to accomplish.  It can all happen.


                                    Believe in Magick!

I'm To Be Queen of the May

May Day or Beltaine is an ancient pagan festival celebrating the arrival and fertility of Spring.  Symbolised by the 'flower Goddess' or as is more commonly known, the 'May Queen', it was traditionally a time when one acknowledged the end of the harsh winter, the bounty of spring and the coming fruits of summer. Beltaine is a festival of passion: bonfires were kindled to purify and bring good luck, spring was celebrated with flowers, ribbons, and dancing, and sex was definitely on the menu (but as an observance of nature, our existence, partnerships, and the renewal of life). So take inspiration from the ancients and celebrate life!

Be beautiful, sexy, and most importantly, happy! Blessings all!


Every fairy-tale queen or goddess needs to be beautiful, and have the traditional accoutrements of dress, tiara and magic slippers. Here are a few that are perfect for a modern May Queen!

Dresses by Ryu, Moon Collection, and Modcloth all available at Mod Retro Indie Clothing

Headwears by, left to right:  Zoe Sherwood, Jenifer Behr, Maison Michel, available at shopstyle.co.uk,   tiaras available at the amazing Parrish Relics handcrafted by Jen Parrish

Shoes and Boots by (L - R): Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Buffalo, Santiag Mexica, Dr. Martens, Fendi, Voelle 

Ah irony.

I started this blog in order to (under Zola's  famous advice to  all those who aspire to become great writers) write everyday.  Days one and two were easy, but day three had me stumped. So stumped that it's been over a month since my first two posts! So where's the irony? My planned topic for day 3 was… inspiration; which obviously, I do not seem qualified to expound on.  It has now been many, many days since I have pondered this topic, and I am still perplexed. Well, maybe that's the point.

            

 Inspiration is elusive, magical, fleeting, ephemeral, and at times overwhelming. It can come at the most inopportune moments, or not at all. It can be triggered by the most mundane of things, or require hours of contemplation.

It can be found in your garden, your closet, in the bath. Or even whilst watching telly, reading, or chatting with friends. A look from a stranger, the smell of your signifcant other, the feel of your pet's fur; all these potential moments of beautiful revelation.

The touch of the muse is evanescent, a momentary rapport with the universe. Treat it with respect, nurture the relationship and you never know where she will take you. Bon chance!