The Banshee O’Bell

06/12/2023

Happy howling on your 7th orbit of the sun.
My beautiful wolfish babies. 🐾 they brought with them to this world….all the love of the universe ✨, we are blessed to have them as our pack. 💜, and Tunka of course. They wouldn’t be here without dad and their mystical mum Aurora now flying through time and space. 💜
The ☀️ is a bit much..for artic dogs!!!
Hanging out under the house in the cool earth is the favourite thing today.
Except for Badger. He’s chilling with me and the fans!

10/10/2023

There is a time to let all happenings pass, welcome the change and allow and watch the next happenings emerge. Always in flux.

26/08/2023

Outside..put in the clay sunscreen for my beautiful nose. Then back inside. For a quick nap. Excuse me wolf mother where is my pillow and blanket made from imitation fur of my fellows. Thank you. 🐾Tuketu.

21/06/2023

17/05/2023

Rune…
My sweet little demon weasel, my bear noodle, the wriggling fuzz snake.
You doonked your way into many a heart but you really got your claws into my spirit and part of me will always stay with you..wherever you’ve travelled after this journey ended..and you’ll always be with me.
You tried so hard to heal and I tried to help you get past the human flu that took you away..while I got better.
I’m so sorry, I did everything I could..
But it was your time and I could not change fate💜
Your last week was one of fun, adventure and cuddling in my coat, waiting for your own winter fluff, it just didn’t come through fast enough.. the snow got here first.
you couldn’t play in it but you felt it.

You left this life, in joy of the simple things.
Rolling in the sunshine, ☀️ a snuggling cuddle and shoulder ride when you’d get tired of walking on your lead.
Your warm cosy bed..you loved your naps!
A good slosh of kitten milk even though you weren’t a cat!
You loved cardboard boxes and crinkled paper bags. Your hammock and the tumble fun of putting your stink on your freshly cleaned house, the best bit being burrowing in your clean tofu cat litter?
That last night we had…
You ate a big hearty meal, all by yourself. Me not having to help with warm chicken soup with a dropper.
You got up, fidgeted about and climbed my shoulders and I let myself believe you were on the mend, past the worst of it.

I never thought that was your last dook about. Your last meal, our last cuddle.
I will treasure every moment we were blessed with.
Dream beautiful dreams my little sweetheart.
I will miss you so much.
💜RUNE.. 30/10/2019-16/05/2023
so much muchness in so little time.

13/02/2023

My beautiful Aurora 🐾
How the world keeps going without you I cannot understand.
You’ve been my best friend, my strength, my child, my mother, my courage.
You changed my life.
Time catches us all and it’s always too soon.
You nearly made it to 13 human years..you were a fierce 90 year old woman in canine years.
You will never ever be forgotten.
Never ever leave my heart.
You had to go where I couldn’t follow, I will care for the magickal babies you brought into our lives. I promise. And Tunka.

All I see when I look at them is you.
When they’re bounding and leaping they’re doing for you.
Your limbs that won’t fail you anymore.
No pain to treat or wounds that wouldn’t heal..your ailments of age are gone and your soul is free.
You were a creature sent from mystical dimension, just when I needed you, you found me and healed my soul.
We spent your last day in the sunshine and by the river you loved and in the home where we dreamed.
When the full moon rose, you went with her.
I have been so blessed to be your human.
That you believed you were human amd spoke to us.
I miss your ‘I wuv U’ at dinner time.
The way you said your own name and just completely understood every word I spoke.

I know I’ll still be talking with you for many more moons, I know you’ve been deaf for a long while and I still
Spoke to you. You still heard me somehow so I hope
You hear me now too
I did the best I could for you when you couldn’t, my beautiful girl.

Til next we meet my sweetness.
I love you. 🐺 🌕 🐾
15/4/2010-
5/2/2023.
What a life. What a journey we all shared💜🌀

07/11/2022

Just putting it out there. 🌀

03/08/2022

More adventures gathering faerie dust and history. We’re on to something, I can feel it. The universe is speaking loud and clear as the streams.

27/07/2022

Art isn’t🥜
It isn’t about
the end.
The Result
Art it is the journey and art does imitate life.
I never realised how much I judged others art based on the lack of this insight. The way I judged myself.
Art. Creativity. Craft.
It need not be visually perfect. It isn’t better or worse than someone else’s art.
It comes from the soul.
It journeys through us as a Portal
From one existence to the next.
We just get to do it and the only true way I came to realise this is by taking away my paintbrush.
Throw myself into something alien to me.
I took on a new technique.
I took a journey in the darkness.
Literally, spiritually and creative..I had barely any light but for a headtorch and a candle.
I was freezing, I near gassed myself with a heater.
I am covered in as much paint as my art works.
But I cried.
I got angry
I got excited.
I prayed.
I laughed
I questioned.
I forgot to eat.
I Burnt my mouth in frozen starvation.
I am dehydrated.
I fell Over in the mud.
I hurt my elbow,.
I didn’t sleep.
I talked to myself. A LOT

I am alright. I gave everything to it and this all to myself.
I abandoned my usually human responsibilities,
The expected me..I left outside that little cabin.I became something I haven’t been in a long time. .. (except I was still caring for my animals…of course)
My family supported
Me.
I gave a s**t about me.
I heard comments when I was frustrated and trying to control the process.
A friend came into my world and didn’t like how it was turning out visually.
I got upset. I wanted her to like my art. I wanted it to please people.

The art wasn’t working for me either.
I had already judged that and I didn’t want anyone else’s judgement.

Then I became lost in trying to make this to please other people.
Until I forgot to remember that.
But it was an important part.
Something about judgement has left me.
But if she hadn’t have come in I may have ended up dead on the floor from carbon monoxide poisoning.

Art is not always about something that is nice to look at.
That is the art that anyone can master with practise and discipline.
Art is a piece of your being.
It is time given of your existence, given over to creative energy.
It is existence as it passes through you and into the medium you choose or what chooses you.
After all this time.
It found me again.
I was there all along… in ART
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16/07/2022

To the edge of my island. Down from the mountain on alien sand to touch the sea. The immense power of our blue orb in the universe.

01/07/2022

Wish I could be there.. but I won’t be going to Winterfest now.
I’m sick as the walking dead.
I do hope the impending flood rains don’t ruin the festival for everyone else.
Have a great time catching up with each other. I’ll be sure to see everyone next time.
With lots of wildcrafted magikal wares from my renovated Wytch Hut..
Merry meet & merry part & merry meet again. 🔮