Baba Yaga’s Apprentice

Baba Yaga’s Apprentice:
A Faerie Tale Ritual

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If ever we needed ways to stay focused and whole, and experience some gentleness, this is the time.

Baba Yaga’s Apprentice is my gentle enchantment that creates focus and wholeness. I believe this magic is all the more powerful and effective for its gentleness.

This storybook is for grown-ups . . . but the sort of adults who remain, or want to remain, childlike at heart.

This book’s format: PDF.
List price: $25
Price: $19.99

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The tale is my revisioning of Baba Yaga folklore.

As the book’s story proceeds, a ritual simultaneously unfolds for the reader.

Here’s one of the illustrations:SampleILLstrtn

Baba Yaga’s Apprentice is fun, easy reading.

Along with being a Faerie tale and a gentle ritual, this book is also a work of art for you. Trying to evoke the embellishments in old Faerie tale books and add a layer of enchantment to the magical foundation I’d spun with the text, I ornamented every page with my original full color art. Most of the art is my spin on Poland’s folk art.

I have felt immense mojo on the project; I wanted this spell to happen so much.

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From the preface:

“The spell is very easy to do. You don’t even have to “do” it. The sheer reading of the Faerie tale to oneself, just for fun, even silently, and enjoying my paintings, is all it takes for the spell to work.”

“The storybook’s magical current helps you:
* Focus on what’s important to you.
* Follow through on it.
* Stay centered in your power and your love.
* Protect your dear heart from being hurt or blocked.
* Feed your witchy soul.

“The ritual also supports you if you are introverted, empathic, exceptionally magical, or sensitive psychically.

“And when you are fearful or nervous, this is a good tale for you.”

The book is 7000 words and 46 pages.

Here’s another sample, a text frame I painted:
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This volume was created with my sincerest hope that the gentle love and hope with which the Muse infused the pages will sustain and empower you … over and over.

Available only from the author.

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Snow Faerie Snowflakes

For info about purchasing a print of this artwork, or to see it bigger, click on it.

For info about purchasing a print of this artwork, or to see it bigger, click on it.

November, 2013. Some fun to keep our spirits bright during the holidays. Plus some serious stuff—which I hope also keep things bright. Let me know what you think.

Isn’t it amazing how someone can see a wonderful part of you that you’ve never noticed yourself? William Dreamdancer, an online buddy who is an astute man, noticed that I am a snow faerie.

Here I am, one of Santa’s Yule elves, and I never noticed I was a snow faerie. How could I have missed that? . . . Well, it makes sense. Because you don’t have to be a snow faerie to be a Yule elf.

Santa, impressed by what William said, made me one of his official Snow Faeries this year. That is the job title for elves who tend the snow.

For info about a print of this artwork, or to see it bigger, click it.

For info about a print of this artwork, or to see it bigger, click it.

Each Snow Faerie has a different job. Mine is to make snowflakes. I’ve gotten to make a lot of them, and making them makes me very happy.

On the mundane plane: I did a series of paintings in which there are snowflakes. It involved my drawing approximately one-hundred unique snowflakes. This post has some of those paintings. And that is why this post was written in November, even though I only posted it today: because drawing all those snowflakes gave me the idea for this blog.

And, in the mythopoetic realm that I construct for myself to live in, it was important to get a head-start by beginning to make snowflakes early. Because even just one snowfall uses up a lot of snowflakes!

To see this painting better, and for info about a print of it, click it.

To see this painting better, and for info about a print of it, click it.

I love snowfall, because I can watch my snowflakes blown hither and thither by the Wind Faeries.

Wind Faeries also make snowflakes drift lazily down on you when you go out to play in the snow. When they do, look carefully and remember I made each snowflake unique, especially for you.

Drawing snowflakes is a wonderful meditation. It centers me into sanity and sacredness, so I do not become caught up in holiday craziness. That’s one of the great things about working for Santa: I get to do things that keep me joyful.

You might want to try drawing snowflakes.

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Hiding, Healing, Power

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Written and painted in March and/or early April, 2012.

I call the following piece a Faerie tale. That is accurate but not by most standards. The piece is part my thoughts, part my paintings, part my methods for empowerment (perhaps in less overt forms, such as asking you a question), mixed with little magical stories told through word and visuals. By my definition of shamanism, that is a faerie tale: The sum total helps you live in myth—live in myth generally speaking, and in the particular myths I’m creating here, and in your own unique myths that this piece can help you find and/or better dwell in.

I painted the illustrations brush stroke by stroke—digitally. I just paint on a computer screen instead of a canvas. And with that:

Hiding Fey Warrior In Training. Click on the painting to see it large and without blurring that occurs when WordPress shrinks a pic to fit the page.

Part One

This is a Faerie tale about healing and power. And about hiding. This story is for grown ups.

Sometimes we need to hide. There are many reasons. We might have to hide because we hurt. We find a safe, secret place to heal, or at least to be away from whatever might hurt us.

Do you ever hide? Do you need to tell someone why? Or is it better that no one knows you are hiding?

Sometimes we hide because it is fun.

Sometimes we hide to be alone with our thoughts.

Or with our “imaginary” friends.

Hiding, Faerie Healer in Training. Available as a limited first edition print. For more info, click on the picture.

When children have to repeatedly hide to protect themselves, it can injure their spirit in ways that haunt them into adulthood. But they’re doing the best they know how to keep themselves safe, and that is an act of power.
 
Hiding can also be an act of power when motivated instead by happy events and sweet wishes. We don’t always stay out of sight because of fear and pain; for example, you might simply tuck yourself away in a special place for a while, in order to flourish undisturbed. 

Some people hide to gain powers that only come where no one—without those powers—can see them. They work hard and often joyfully, secretly doing what the Cosmos asks of them. That is what this little Fey fellow is doing—he is a Faerie healer in training.

And perhaps he is also making himself safe from trouble; if you ask him sincerely, he might tell you. Or maybe he’ll just keep peeking out at you from his hiding place.

I’ll post part 2 in two weeks, here. I blog once a week, and am going to try alternating between this and the blog at my other site. Two blogs with two separate RRS feeds.

Please share the URL to my above story; here it is to copy and paste for Facebook or an email or whatever: http://stardrenched.com/2012/06/13/hiding-healing-power/    I want folks to know about my new Faerie tale and my refurbished site (the site you are on has been updated lately with a new look and all sorts of other new stuff). Thank you for your support. I cannot do without it, truly! Oh, wait…I am so 20th century! Unless you’re viewing this blog entry on my site’s home page, you can like my Faerie tale with the nifty Facebook button, right below, next to the Twitter button and the like. Duh!