There is something about sliding into another year that holds possibilities in my mind, like a blank page waiting to be filled with thoughts or actions, and who knows what the ultimate outcome will be by the time we’re ready to tick over to yet another new year.
2022. The past few years have been quite the ride, haven’t they? And it seems that the journey is not yet done. But still alive, still functional so that’s always on the “good” side of the coin.
I had hoped for so much more on this website. Truth is, it’s been a year filled with a lot of stuff and extra time to tend to myself, let alone this site just wasn’t available. I could promise myself that will change but… *sigh*… who really knows these days? I will try, at this point that is all I can promise myself.
I’m overflowing with ideas, now comes the challenge of making them a reality.
In this pandemic time frame, I’ve found myself leaning toward the beauty of houseplants once again. For a while there it was only cacti or succulents (which require very little attention) that I was working with but now I’ve added some exotic (some would call rare) plants to my home — and they will be part of this year’s website, their care, and frustrations combined. Different styles of Alocasia and Calathea have caught my attention, as well as some captivating Philodendrons as well. I’m indulging myself with a hobby I once loved and let slip away, now is the time to see if I can get that joy back.
A new year full of possibilities. Let’s see where 2022 takes us.
What the Fae? has been sadly neglected recently. Oh, there is a reason (there are always reasons, even bad ones)… one that after everything was said and done fills me with joy. But it was a journey to get to that feeling today as dawn breaks.
We’ve purchased our first home… well, the mortgage company and us. 🙂 Yet as long as those monthly payments are made (on time), this is our home now. I cannot truly describe the freedom (and responsibility) that has settled upon me this past month since moving in. Awe, certainly knowing that this is mine, I make the decisions here (along with my co-owner) but they are still our agreed-upon choices and not the whim of a landlord who decides to ruin a lovely view of the woods where a herd of deer wanders through daily with 14 apple trees as he builds an orchard on “his” property. That was the final straw for us. The decision wasn’t easy but it was necessary and thankfully everything worked out in the end. (but what a journey the road to homeownership truly is)
The feelings of peace and joy within the chaos of moving in are indescribable. Boxes are still scattered everywhere, some taped shut, others half empty, still more awaiting recycling day… but it’s my chaos, that’s the difference. Kind of like life actually.
I was amazed at the trash we were able to toss before the move. Things that were no longer useable, unneeded, or simply kept for the memory (when in reality the memory is in the mind not the item). Some of those undecided things came with us, but I’m finding that I’m more willing to let those “not sure” things end up in the trash more often than finding a spot for them. And that is… freeing is the only word that comes to mind.
Late last winter, super early spring – around this time of year – there was a huge flock of about 50 to 60 robins all over my backyard. It was a sight that immediately brought a smile of wonder that’s for sure.
I’d thought it was a once-in-a-lifetime sighting, for I’d certainly never seen more than 2 or 3 robins together at the same time before.
…they’re back! I just had my wee dog out for a well, necessity trip to the backyard, and there before our eyes (and Harley’s wagging tail) was another large flock of robins. Not quite as many, more like 30 or so but still. They came back and stopped by on their migration trip from wherever they’d spent the winter. How cool is that?
And maybe this very long, stormy, icy, cold winter is about to finally end.
Life is all about change, isn’t it? I believe we all can say that the previous year (2020), and the continued more restrained chaos of 2021 certainly changed all of our lives in different ways.
For me, it’s been far, far too easy to just let despair, depression flow over me, and curling up in a tight, secure, bubble of a ball was a mental safety-net that I allowed myself. That might have helped in some ways – but did damage in other ways as well.
It’s time to step back into the world that I once found beautiful. It’s time for some very different changes – and that is what you’ll see reflected in this newer version of Fae Serena. I’ll still be sharing my love of fairy anything, my desire to conquer the making of fairy gardens, but I’m also spreading out a bit into something that is very important to me, especially at this time.
Self-Care ~ Self-Love ~ Self-Assurance
As I do some tending to myself ( as I should have done years ago ) I’ll be making that journey here at this website. Oh, those tiny, personal details will never make it into a post – but in general, in spirit, in perhaps helping someone else… those will all be here, easily seen. Negative thoughts will destroy a person – only relearning to change the negative to at best positive, at the least neutral, can change ultimately the spiral into constant negativity in one’s life. That is my goal for 2021. I invite you along on this journey…
… or you could just look for the succulent posts, or the fairy garden posts, or whatever else hits my fancy on this journey called life. 🙂
Finally. President-Elect Jo Biden. Vice-President-Elect Kamala Harris.
I do not have words that would adequately express the absolute relief I feel at this moment.
Other emotions will soon come into play – but just such happiness and relief that we are safe once again is all my mind can see, my emotions can feel in this moment.
*deep sigh of satisfaction*
I’ve long had a love affair with the Fae, the Faries, the Faery… it matters not how you spell the word the thought associated with it is … magical, elusive, mischievous, believable make-believe.
I’m also old enough now to know that my fascination with a Faery World is truly my imagination at work, those “what if” moments that we all have no matter our age.
In truth, my Faery world is often a place of escape – where I can slip the human bonds of the body and simply let my imagination run free — like back in my youth when anything was possible and just over the next ridge on the horizon was the greatest adventure of all time. We all know the truth about that, but reality sucks at times and I make the choice to allow my childhood imagination off the leash at times and simply enjoy life and the moment.