I rarely share outdoor photos, but right now it’s too pretty to skip it. The fog turned itself to crystals all over, and it looks like pure magic. When I wake up tomorrow it’s might gone – I could hear the rain out there in the dark.
Five deers, a pink house and a tree hut. It goes into the magic category as well I guess, the fairytale feeling.
Handpainted vintage and some brass baskets for the tree. We filled them with candy. The lights have to go up tomorrow.
The tree is fighting the “palette-leaf-curtain”, but I like green on green. And it looks good all natural too, the tree.
Today my daughter told me everything she was going to work with when she grows up. It was pretty much everything I do. But she said it’s serious mum, so we’ll see. I have no doubt she can do whatever she really wants to.
Candles pretty much everywhere…
And the thing about the phoenix then… You know I draw animal spirit cards almost every day before I meditate, and two days ago I randomly drew the phoenix card. It spoke to me so much, so I let it on the table until today. Then I was to draw a new one, so I put the Phoenix back in the deck, stacking it well, put the deck on the table and divide it five times (have no idea why I do that), and then I draw the one on top. And back up there was the phoenix again! So I’ll just stay with the phoenix for some days, it’s not letting go of me obviously. And I don’t want it to go either.
The Phoenix: Freedom from suffering and past karma, reincarnation
“The Phoenix represents the transformation of our past. It doesn’t mean running from it, denying it, or “burning bridges” with rage (…). The essence of the Phoenix is with us when we realize we have been suffering too long and something must change. We take a stand and decide to live consciously instead of being driven by the unconscious mind and its long list of fears and aversions. At that very moment, the spark of the Phoenix is lit, and the great bird helps us burn trough our baggage. We no longer run from who we are, what has happened to us, or what we have done. The “stuck-ness” and “dead weight” fall into th ashes and a lightness and clarity emerge. As the stagnancy continues to smolder, the Phoenix lifts our spirits up and up, and we begin to recognize ourselves again. We may catch a glimmer in our eye that wasn’t there before. Look closely… it’s a sign the fire of transformation is upon your wings”