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Flight & floating mystery

So on my way back to South wales from cannock driving down M6 past Birmingham airport.

Overhead flies a bowing 747 coming in to land.

Now I’ve never been a fan of flying probably as my head can not work out how such a huge lump of metal weighing 439,985 kg loaded with people bags food fuel can FLY. yes I googled it.

It completely spins me out!.

So then Jeff goes on to tell me that equal to approx 8 40 ton lorry’s duct taped together.

How?

Then he says cargo planes carrying tanks ect are even heavier 🙈

My head hurts.

He’s no hysterical laughing.

Is it just me? Does anyone else have a problem with the how is this even possible?

Discounting witchcraft.

One woman on a besom is far more easier to comprehend.

I also had this problem six years ago as we boarded P&O cruise ship the Ventura.

It was a 50th birthday present for jeff.

Now I’ve been over to France when I was 16 on a ferry and to Isle of man and of course I was expecting something a little bigger.

But f@@k me it was huge..

As I stood next to the smiling man who took my car keys at the dock looking up at the huge building like structure. I wanted to get back in my car.

How was That going to float?

Sixteen floors of restaurants dance floors swimming pools and people?

Don’t think about it Jeff says. It just is.

I have a theory.

When I was a kid there was a massive Co op shop in town where at Christmas you could que to see santa.

His elf would seat everyone on a beautiful decorated magical sleigh fairy lights would flash brightly scenery would pass snowy cabins and mountains of the noth pole as the sleigh rocked to and fro.

Exited children would then be shown off the sleigh and now magically they had been transported to Santa’s workshop in the North Pole!

We we’re definitely not in the basement of the local co op in a small northern town.

It was magic.

So maybe Santa’s sleigh builders progressed to building boeing 747 and huge cruise ships.

That has to be a much more understandable explanation.

😉

Circle of Women

Women are from Venus Men are from Mars.

I get that.

There really is nothing more powerful than a circle of women .

Strong, unbreakable, inspiring and much more

Women’s best friends are stronger often than blood.

Or at least that’s my experience.

Women’s friends often know them better than their partners .

They are the duct tape that hold each other’s lives together.

How do men manage without that?

I have a few close women friends and I know without doubt they have my back and I have theirs

Free thinkers, poets, dreamers, rebels, square pegs hippys women who walk barefoot and arnt afraid to be exactly who they are.

Make no excuses take no prisoners. Who dance in the rain.

Honest funny, loving. Passionate

My tribe.

Chosen sisters

I love you

I am truly blessed.

Take me home.

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It was 1964 on a bright summers afternoon the sky was blue and not a cloud could be seen.

Paula was seventeen she sat dangling her feet in the cool water on the banks of the stream day dreaming she was a loner and loved nothing more than being outdoors wondering through woodlands always bare foot the breeze in her hair book in her hand she watched the willow tree on the opposite bank of the stream sway lazily water bubbling across the rocks and pebbles her feet cold and her back hot as sun shone down so brightly she found it hard to concentrate on her book so instead she watched the water it seemed to glisten and shine in the sunlight as she looked up across to the other side she caught her breath for there watching her beside the willow tree was something at first she couldn’t quite make sense of.

She rubbed her eyes and squinted. Then rubbed them again. A being something watching or was it?

It was sparkling almost iridescent crystal like.

The being seemed to fade in and out of focus flickering like a lamp, blending in and out of the surrounding almost camouflaged. She blinked hard. But it was most definitely  still there.

It was much taller than Paula longer arms and fingers beautiful.

Paula stood up slowly and bravely began to paddle across towards the willow tree. The water wasn’t deep just past her calves, but she waded cautiously so as not to startle or frighten the being. Somehow she felt they were destined to meet. As she drew closer the being began to come into focus still almost transparent swirling colours reminding her of the translucent bubbles she had blown and loved as a child

‘Who are you?’  asked Paula in almost a whisper as she watched a bright blue dragonfly glide through not around the being, yet she didn’t feel afraid just more and more curious. Tall and slender long iridescent hair with a definite air of femininity

The being reached slowly over and placed her fingers gently on Paula’s forehead the finger felt definitely solid despite her translucent appearance

Standing there together barefoot on a grassy bank breeze blowing in their hair

visions started to flood between them.

Visions of a beautiful place a planet light years away a race of star people. Peaceful tribes healers teachers, purple topped mountains, waterfalls lush green valley’s huge trees and an array of beautiful animals. Paula had never seen before she gasped and whispered Koraki that is your name?. The being glowed even brighter. Her eyes now visible where the most beautiful shade of green like the purest Jade.

Why are you here? Paula thought. Koraki answered her questions yet no words were spoken.

She was a traveller explorer of the universe a bringer of light collecting samples of plants and herbs she had been to earth many times it was not unlike her own planet but our species caused her sadness primitive behaviour killing each other and the planet they live on.

She and others like her where also here to plant seeds of hope and enlightenment to help awaken humans to a new way of life to enlighten them to save their beautiful planet.

As the sun set and darkness fell giving way to a dark moon in an ink black sky stars twinkled like Koraki iridescent skin.

She pointed up to the sky to a small cluster of stars barely visible.

‘Is that your home where you come from?’ Asked Paula.

She sighed, ‘Can I come with you?’

Koraki gently touched her forehead again.

‘No spaceships, these beautiful beings travelled through consciousness in the blink of an eye speed of light. Like beautiful white Ravens

‘She then showed Paula a vision of herself holding a baby girl a star seed.

‘How’? Asked Paula.

They stood opposite each other Koraki held up the palms of her hands the palms seemed to swirl spiral iridescent pure white shining light.

Paula held up her hands much smaller against Koraki a ball of lights around them glowed she had never felt such pure love and hope.

Paula slept peacefully on mossy grass that warm summer’s night under the willow tree by the stream.

She was woken by the warmth of the sun on her face and the babbling of the stream a Raven cawed above her and she thought she heard Koraki whisper that she would see her again.

The following spring the baby girl Koraki had gifted to her was born seed of the star people. She was tiny perfect dark brown eyes and an almost translucent aura about her.

Outside the window a raven cawed loudly as my mother Paula cradled me in her arms.

My love for healing for herbs and fascination with the stars and the universe and affinity with animals I’m sure comes from Koraki.

Living by water walking barefoot and love of books comes from my rebel mother Paula.

‘I’m a mountain wondering lover of Ravens and all things magical.

On a dark moon you will find me barefoot on the mountain crossroads by the stream looking up to a tiny constellation of stars home of Koraki beautiful iridescent bringer of light hope and love.

Mountain adventures.

The pathway up the mountain started at two tall trees of oak,

Tamika thought they were like two huge gateposts–and at a single stoke

she walked between them–it was like entering another world–a shiver went through her frame

it was like walking under arches or beneath a waterfall after rain.

It was as if it was a crossroad into some very special place

and strangely for a moment she felt her heartbeat race.

This could be the place where magic happened–even fairies may live here,

and it was a really lovely morning for walking with her dog Saffie who was always near.

It was one of her favourite places, where she liked to walk

she would stand and listen, and Saffie was always near –if she wished to talk.

She walked with a large canopy of green leaves over her head

and then realized that she wished to walk in the sun instead.

She felt someone was watching her–but she felt no alarm

and as Saffie sniffed around she knew Saffie, would not let her come to harm.

She wondered happily among the big flat leaved trees

with squirrels birds and hedgehogs, she was completely at ease.

She was looking away down at her village–the river running through it, like a silver thread,

the town hall clock the folly on the hill when she thought she heard a voice within her head,

it said ‘’Excuse me miss’’, it sounded rather hoarse and she immediately-dismissed it of course,

but Saffie’s ears had pricked up, which meant that she had heard it too

she looked all around but there was no body in view.

Then the voice said ‘’Hay I am up here’’ and on a branch of an Hawthorne tree

was a man no larger than her hand, who said ‘’I am so glad that you can see me’’.

He jumped down and landed at her feet brushing off his clothes he was very neat

with tiny trousers coat and bracers too, so perfect and so petite

Tamika stopped and rubbed her eyes-because although small, he was a big surprise

He said ‘’I wasn’t sure my shields were down so that you could see me’’.

Saffie sniffed him curiously–them licked him self consciously

he giggled and said ‘’Stop it, you are making me all wet.

But if Saffie was happy Tamika was too–the little man was not a threat

Saffie continued licking, the little man said it tickled too,

Tamika said ‘’So you have to lower your shields, so that I can see you’’.

He said ‘’I know you are Tamika and you are with Saffie I see’’.

Tamika looked at the little man asking ‘’how do you know me’

‘’All of the fairies have known you since you were a baby

and I’ve always watched your visits although you could not see me’’.

Tamika said ‘’All the fairies, are there more, what do you all do’’

he said his name was Simon, he was the water guardian, and of course there were more.

Tamika said had never believed in fairies, why had she not seen one before?

‘’It’s because people no longer enjoy nature, the streams and animals are not valued as before,

when did you last roll in the grass or jump a puddle, that is what puddles are for.

You are all so busy with computers and TV they don’t see them any more,

you are surrounded by what we look after–the mountain which we live underneath.

And you coming here today is such a huge relief’’.

But before she could ask him what he meant, another voice said ‘’Hello Tamika I am Holly, I look after the trees’’

she was no bigger than Simon with lovely flowing silver hair

and she explained that there were fairies for water fire flowers and even for air.

and they had a problem with Simons water, she went on to tell

that the tree that she was sitting on blew down and into the river it fell.

‘’I allowed the wind to blow too hard, I am Jake the guardian of air’’ his voice was full of stress

Simon said ‘’He’s full of wind and didn’t take enough care–and now we are in a mess’’.

‘’The tree has dammed the river, which feeds the royal well,

and they were not big enough to move it’’ they were ashamed to tell,

She asked what they would do, if the well was dry–they didn’t have very long

Holly said that they thought her and Saffie both looked pretty strong.

‘’If you tie her lead to the tree we ‘ll sprinkle her with flying dust,

we shouldn’t really ask you but we know you are someone we can trust.

Saffie let out a bark–to indicate that she would help

if she hadn’t been willing, instead of a bark she would have let out a yelp.

They tied Saffie’s lead around the tree and Michael whispered in her ear,

and climbed upon her back holding on to her collar– he was quite pale with fear

He sprinkled something on her, from a bag around his neck

and to see that every thing was alright he looked around to check.

he climbed off and told Saffi ‘’ It’s okay. follow me’’ ,and Tamika turned around

shocked to see her lovely dog was floating above the ground.

By flying, in less than a minute Saffie had moved the tree

and straight away the water was once more flowing free.

Then Tamika had a shock because a cheer filled the air

she looked around and found that there were fairies every where.

All of them were smiling on every bush and branch and tree

and on the tree they’d moved stood a couple dressed so regally.

‘’Tamika Tiger’’ said the king and they all cheered again

for now the well would refill when ever there was rain.

He said ‘’Tamika thank you-and the queen wished to give a reward’’

‘’We will make you an honoury guardian’’ the others cheered with one accord

‘’Really’’ said Tamika and Saffie wagged her tail

both of them so happy that their effort did not fail

She was told, we have always watched you— you have much love in your heart,

for the mountain and all it is, you have always done your part.

You love the birds and animals the bushes trees and stream,

you pick up other people’s litter to help keep the mountain clean.

You didn’t even know, that you helped us in our task

and so if ever you are in need of help you only have to ask.

’’But how will I ever find you’’–Michael said ‘’To whisper at the old oak gate

and the wind will answer, and please make it soon–don’t leave it too late’’.

When you come to see us again we will show you the fairy land down below.

But now we have to say goodbye, it’s time for you and us to go’’

He waved his stick and they all vanished and were gone,

leaving Tamika happy knowing such a friendship would go on.

They both went down the mountain path, to have their teas

and a hundred voices said ‘’see you soon’’ as they passed the old oak trees.

She was smiling ,knowing she could visit any time

and for such friendship and such pleasure it would be well worth the climb.