Pray to the Moon when She is round,
Luck with you will then abound,
What you seek for shall be found
On the sea or solid ground.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

The Magic is Here & Now.

The Moustached Tree Spirit

The Moustached Tree Spirit

The Moustached Tree Spirit
An Ent with a very fine moustache.

Today is a "High Day" but yesterday was Magic.

Walking in places where two (or three, or four) worlds meet, opening ourselves to all that which surrounds us, we found Magic.

Birch & Devil's Club forest Piptoporus betulinus
Brushing along the Birch skins under the foreboding Devil's Club, we found the beautiful ones.

Magic is big,

Everything I need. All of it, Magic.

& Magic is small.

Diminutive, orange slime mold fruiting bodies.
Diminutive, orange slime mold fruiting bodies.

Magic is in the symbols we encounter

Quite a pair of Gemmed Puffballs (Lycoperdon perlatum).
Quite a pair of Gemmed Puffballs (Lycoperdon perlatum).

& in the symbols we create.

Hubby's Inunshuk. This one, a Guidepost for a departed friend.
Hubby's Inukshuk.
This one, a Guidepost for a departed friend.

When we seek, we find gifts of Magic anywhere, everywhere.

Mama & baby Moose under the Moon. Last night, Point Woronzof.
Mama & baby Moose under the Moon. Yesterday, Point Woronzof.

Magic: Amanita muscaria, the Fly Agaric.
Magic is here. 
Magic is now.  
Magic is within & without. 
Magic is above & below. 
Magic is every single day. 
Magic beckons us at every turn. 
We are all creatures of this Magic Earth.
Magic is our Native Tongue. It need not be complicated. 

We find Magic when we allow its approach, when we make ourselves available.

  • We need not escape into fantasy, looking elsewhere, beyond ourselves, beyond this magnificent Place to find Magic. It is here, now.
  • We need not spend our lives yearning for transcendence, dismissing the wonder of this Place in the hopes of something we imagine is superior. This Earth is sublime. It is Magic. It is here, now.
  • We need not wait for the gods to bestow Magic upon us, barking at their heels for gnosis & believing we cannot achieve this for ourselves. We are Magic. We are here, now. 
  • We need not wait for the "special" days, times, hours to create, work, share Magic together. The Magic is right now, right here.
  • Magic has its own rules. Listen & believe in no others.

Go find, capture, make, discover, conjure, harness, seek, embrace, share Magic... here, now...

    A leafy mushroom message.

    & may it be a blessed Day for all.


    Anonymous said...

    That's beautiful. The world is such a magical place if we simply open our eyes and look around.


    Phee Paradise said...

    Justine, I may not call it magic, but we share the wonder of creation. What amazing pictures. I wish I could share it with you in person. Phee

    Moma Fauna said...

    Thank you ForestWolf. Of course, I can take none of the credit -- I am just sharing what IS. ;)

    Moma Fauna said...

    My Dear Phee,

    I know I always say this, but I miss you. So much. Our language is not the same, but we understand one another & we learn so much together -- I always loved that.
    Come visit some day?

    Heather said...

    This is so exactly what I believe. Magic is not some arcane or supernatural thing that needs to be summoned with complicated rituals in ancient languages, but something that is part of the natural, living, breathing world that is all around us. Thank you for this. You have said it beautifully.

    Amanda Jillian B. said...

    Amazing photos, great post

    Moma Fauna said...

    Thank you Amanda, but as I said above, I'm just stating the facts, ma'am. ;)

    Moma Fauna said...


    Funny (or apropos, rather) that you would say this. Part of my inspiration for this piece was the happenings & words of that evening on the beach. The first part of the day was spent with the children in the forest. In the evening, the children, Hubby & my red-headed Druid friend Carol went to the coast to explore new territory. There is a trail which begins innocently enough, down a steep slope through the trees, over rocks, then it turns ugly & one must literally creep through a thicket, under the Devil's Club to find egress. What is most important about this, is that when you finally exit the thicket, you are released, loosed, rebirthed onto the beach -- wide open, breathtaking. The Sun was in the West, making the water sparkle hypnotically. Truly amazing & transformative. A total "accident."

    Carol & I went there to tie up some business from a Women's Circle we held last around Lughnassadh last year. She & I walked down to a pile of enormous boulders, had a seat & a chat as we gazed over the Water. She had just returned from a Druidic conference of some sort & she had felt very disconnected to some of the presentations & rites. In short, the pomp & circumstance of the services lacked connection for her. All the complexity & gyrations made her feel bored & underwhelmed. She talked about connecting with deity in this context & wondered if some people spend so much time trying to reach Them (often in complicated ways), that they miss the blessing of this "Realm" as the Druids like to call it. I am not a Druid & I do not make these delineations, but I completely understood what she was saying. I think the same goes for various people escaping into fantasy worlds, etc. In the end, we both agreed that it really is much nicer to be right here, right now, than always struggling for something just out of reach.

    Sometimes, you just have to write/say something because it is resonating in your bones & won't let you rest. I am glad it spoke to you.

    nature said...

    this is transformative. thank you so much~*

    Kourtney said...

    What a beautiful post! Thank you so much for sharing! I truly enjoyed the photography!

    And thank you for linking up to PPBH!


    the wild magnolia said...

    this is probably the finest May Day/Beltane post ever. Elegant, inquisitive, magical, enticing, and helpful.

    it was fun.

    Moma Fauna said...

    Thank you!
    I wrote it as a post-Lughnassadh reflection, but the message applies to every single day. Sometimes I think, in "living for the weekend" or in this case, the "High Days" we forget that every moment of every day is sacred. It makes a huge difference when we remain mindful of that.
    So nice to hear from you, as always. :)

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