Strange things have been happening to me ever since I moved here... strange in the sense of magical disabilities that is. Ah yes my friends, I think I am turning into a muggle!... I am a muggle, and if not, at least I feel like a muggle and I probably look like one too.
Do you know what a "muggle" is, or what they look like? Well, I don't exactly know either, but accordingly to the world of Harry Potter, a muggle is a person who lacks any sort of magical ability; a person who was not born into the magical world or don't have any magical blood in itself. They also lack the ability to see and hear all the wonderful and magical things that a normal non-muggle person would... and can.
Ah yes I remember well! I did have magical blood rushing like rivers through my veins back when I lived at the house in the roses... but somehow.... somehow I've lost that spark in my blood.
Worse yet, I'm now working in a "muggle place". In the Harry Potter's universe, a muggle place had little or no importance to the wizarding world, so they were decidedly not wizarding places. And by my own definition, a muggle place is any place and every place that lacks interest to your soul, a place where dreams are not allowed, or you feel oppressed by the people surrounding you and by the stress they cause on your soul, or by their attitudes towards others, and towards everything that you believe and make you happy... broken by the lack of time to daydream, and hope and enjoy life for what it is—all those precious moments where only the invisible world and the Natural world surround you.
What it really is happening to me is that I have
started working again and I miss my hours of freedom; being surrounded by what
I love; the perfect comfort of my home and my magical world... and how I
miss the quietness of my house and the simplicity of my life, being able
to walk barefooted in the soft roughness of the land, play with soil, talk to
the birds and discover the unexpected rooted deep in the heart of Nature; be
able to grab the air by its tail and sail the Universe in total nakedness
of the soul... skip from cloud to cloud and count God's footprints written in
the sky. My soul is imprisoned in the
world and in the ways of men.
I love it how Gaston Bachelard describes it for me: "If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace." Isn't this beautiful?
What can I say... I am a dreamer. I have to dream, grab a handful of stars, fly with the birds, or at list be able to close my eyes and be Anne of Green Gables for a minute or two...
Do tell me, are you the "career" type of a woman, or do
you find yourself, like me, yearning for the quietude of home?
Ohhh and did you read Donna's comments on my previous post? Oh I do have to share this with you because I was thrilled to my bones with joy when she pointed out to me what she was seeing on one of my photographs.... "on the photo with the frosty Chandelier in the middle of the photo there's a woodland nymph and in the top left of the same photo a masked bear? Did you not see?"....
Yes oh yes Donna, I see it! I see it too! This is what I love most about blogging, about sharing my life with kindred spirits like you and you and you too! People who see what I see and feel as I feel... we have so much in common it amazes me sometimes... and yes, after some thinking I've come to realized that I am not a total 'muggle" after all ;)
Yes oh yes Donna, I see it! I see it too! This is what I love most about blogging, about sharing my life with kindred spirits like you and you and you too! People who see what I see and feel as I feel... we have so much in common it amazes me sometimes... and yes, after some thinking I've come to realized that I am not a total 'muggle" after all ;)
We harbor much more magic in ourselves than we can realize... the real kind of magic that's it... the one that opens up unimaginable doors and closes some unwanted others, the kind of magic that keeps our spirits alive and our hopes aglow.
I love it, and I love you all my kindred friends!
Thank you for always being here with me!
I love that quote about the home being a place to dream in peace. I am most definetly NOT a career woman. The world seems to crush me. I very much find my place to be in the home. It takes faith to remain home nowadays. Faith that God will provide. It isn't easy...it is hard to completely trust. I have tried to take care of things myself at times when it is too hard to believe that we will be taken care of. But it never worked. I would learn again that I can do nothing, apart from Him and His will. And what peace there is to remain in the mystery of the One I love. You will find your place in this new home and season. I wish you all that your heart yearns for
ReplyDeleteMe neither... not a career women at all... give me my quiet home and my garden and my little world of birds and clouds and the tic-tac of rain....
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Cielo
I decided to make a quick visit to see if you have shared new thoughts before going to bed. Sometimes the things you say is like waking up Christmas morning to find a gift Santa left. I know exactly what you mean about a muggle place. Work would be at the top of that list for me. It's like having to be two people. I have often wondered if the people who are muggles know they are. If they have no magic in their heart, I guess they could not know. The quote by Gaston Bachelard is beautiful and so true. The minute I walk through my door at night I exhale and the house feels like a much needed hug. The trick is to find that same feeling or something close outside of your home. Last October I was invited by some friends to go with them to their 2nd home in Mexico. The husband grew up in a very small town called Santa Cruz De Las Flores and as I have never been anywhere other than tourist destinations like Puerta Vallarta, I was excited to go. The things that were the best to me was how nice the people are and to wake up in the morning and hear the animals start talking to one another. First the rooster would start, then a donkey, a cow, a goat, a horse. It was like nothing I had ever heard. To hear the clop clop of the horses hooves on the cobble stone streets was like daydreaming, but wide awake. Many people were very poor, but there was a aura of peace there that I just loved. I think of that morning chorus from the animals often and miss it. What a lovely way to start the day instead of the intrusive sound of an alarm clock. So it is possible to find magic outside of home, if you are lucky.
ReplyDeleteHave a enjoyable, muggleless week and keep looking for the magic everywhere....
Sherry
Sherry with the beautiful heart... how I love listening to you... and yes yes there's a magical world out there and everywhere wherever I can be one with nature...I can almost see and feel and hear all what you described... the peaceful feeling, the songs of animals, sunshine warming my shoulders and a life among the simple and humble.... oh and I agree, muggles don't realize how empty their souls are... we have so much within our selves; so much to share and give away... like gifts of sunshine spreading shadows...
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Cielo
Nope. No way. You are not a muggle! You are simply tired, a little melancholy, and yes... Disappointed in your daily grind. I understand. I understand that stress. It seeps into the soul. But you have stardust in your body and rose water coursing through your veins. That is a beautiful quote. It has been a challenge to keep my magic these seven winters...springs, summers, and autumns, too... Mom is most definitely a muggle, but I love her. Keep dreaming about the magic. It will be right there like the inchworm in Under the Tuscan Sun... Hugs from Missouri
ReplyDeleteLove and treasure each of your words my dear friend.... pure magic.
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Cielo
Dear Cielo, I, too, must get up every day in the dark cold of early morning and go off to work, away from my treasured home and dog. I don't have a "career" just a job I have to get to and no one else to depend on, so go I must. While here I can keep the light low, and add some texture and color and soft music so I'm happy for that. Right now, I look for winter's lengthening days toward the passage to Spring. Stay well. Joanie in Michigan
ReplyDeleteHi Joanie... thank you for sharing this with me. Words of encouragement and an eye opening to appreciate my own blessings and remember to be thankful for what I've been giving... blessings to you too my friend.
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Oh, Cielo, I have been reading your beautiful blog for a few years. I always come away with an appreciation of your style and sweet wisdom. For the first time I want to be sure to tell you how much your words mean to me. I am truly NOT a career woman. For so many years I felt guilty that I would rather be home than any place else. I see now I worked for 16 years in a complete muggle environment! Your description fits perfectly! I was able to leave the workforce for good (yes, I am much older than you and probably most of your readers) and realized how wonderful life can be. I'm still learning to say "no" to many commitments and requests for my time. I get involved in so many worthy projects, but my happiest times are still finding the beauty in my own world. Bless you for sharing your philosophy and observations with us. You will find the home to ease your heart. We are all cheering for you to find your special place and peace in your new life. Also - January is one tough month!! Sending love to you!
ReplyDeleteOh I totally understand. Guilt... guilt is what really kills me and an overbearing sense of responsibility. I could stop my misery tomorrow if I wanted to, but I have a very strong sense of fairness, or justice if you may in me, and I cannot even begin to think that I could ever live my life depending on someone else's efforts and own share of hard work. I just can't. So work I must...
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I wanted respond most emphatically NO to the question of this post even before reading it :D, but I read it anyway first....no I am not a muggle and this muggle world is definitely at war with the magical ones, who can create and be One with the Dreamer. And you are not a muggle either, not even for a minute. The feeling is dislocation, it takes a while for the environment to believe true magic is their new companion there even if for a short while...and for you to get the temperament of that which has been living there for who knows how long.
ReplyDeleteI am not a ''working person'' at all, what the heck is that but a mans slavery system. I stay at home, I will never go out and work in a man's world again. To do so is to deliberately and slowly self destruct my soul. I told GOD if you want me to live, you must give me the proper home and everything I need otherwise I shall choose to expire for I will never compromise my Nature and be so sick again. Now, true I do live more frugally than most people, but I also have most of my soul whereas most have sold theirs and are sick. I have everything I need and staying home in my Temple/Church/Garden is how GOD meant for this Feminine Fae Soul to live. We must be an example. And thrive within it.
blessings, Lady of the Woods
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ReplyDeleteLady of the WoodsJanuary 8, 2014 at 8:33 AM
ReplyDeleteCielo, if you havn't come across Victoria Pettella's blogs, then I highly suggest you go there quickly as she is saturated in magical and enchantment, wise words and holy spirit. You will find something there to move your spirit in the joyful direction.
Her blogs :
Garden and Nature Magic
Finding Harmony: Body, Mind, Heart and Spirit
Heart of a Wizardess
Any one of these blogs is full of Spirit Light. I hope you enjoy.
Lady.
Oh I'm going there right this minute... thank you Lady!
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Have you come back yet? did you enjoy? there is so much wisdom in her words and pictures of all things from Nature, flowers, tendrils, leaves, crystals, color! God loves color! She is trying to inspire and uplift and does so poetically. So often when I have felt a void, no interest of any kind, I go to her sites and read and meditate on the pictures and soon I am right side up again.
DeleteI hope you find your magic again. Maybe you are just adjusting to the move.
ReplyDeleteI worked for many years. Taking care of sick kids. I loved my kids and my co-workers and miss them but I find myself so much happier since I retired a year ago. I find magic in being home (spent the last 2 days inside cause it was so cold outside) and cooking, baking and making things.
Good luck to you and hoping your magic returns quickly.
Magic in being home--yes yes! Totally agree!
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-sigh- I wondered if this move, would be as wonderful as you had hoped... And now I see that it has its drawbacks. Ahhhhhh but....... Everything in life, has its drawbacks! Everything!
ReplyDeleteYou are strong and will over-come the muggle-ness around you. You are. Strong. And dedicated to your view of life. During working hours, it will be more of a struggle, yes. But then, how doubly wonderful will be your enjoyment of your home hours. Doubly wonderful...
I hope that some of your Life View can somehow rub off on others. But even if that is not to be, I know you to be strong enough, to not let any of this, dampen your own Beauty, and Joy, and love of Magic and Whimsey and Nature.
You will overcome, my Dear. You will carve out your Magic. You will feel Contentment again. Because you will find the way to make it happen.
Gentle hugs,
Tessa~
We saw a little cottage nestled in the woods today... I felt in love with its surroundings but the insides were too small... extra small rooms, kitchen, no pantry and a very tiny master.... it was magical outside... but I'm afraid we'll have to wait some more. Ah yes, magic will return to me soon I hope. Thank you Miss Tessa
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Oh I too wish I could be in my lovely home everyday. I am not a career woman either. I feel at peace and happy when I am home but unfortunately, I have to go into the working world everyday. Truly an obligation. My hope is that someday, I can have the chance to spend my days in my lovely home just like my heart yearns for. You will find your way Cielo.
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Cielo
I love reading your blog Cielo because it makes me remember to stop and listen and try to make time in this crazy noisy fast paced work to let the magic shine through. Having that free time for your imagination to come out and play is the absolute best but it doesn't happen by itself. I spend my days at an office but would much rather be winding my way aimlessly down a woodland trail, looking at the beauty and magic oe nature. Reading your blog during the long business day allows me to set myself free for a few minutes and dream. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I am humbled by your words.
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Cielo
Hola Cielo,
ReplyDeleteI'm a British writer living in Barcelona, Spain (and have just written a book, called 'I Draw Roses'! http://www.amazon.com/Draw-Roses-Claire-Elizabeth-Terry-ebook/dp/B00HZ0ZMCE/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=8-1&qid=1390495003) and have just 'discovered' your beautiful site and the previous one, about ... the house in the roses! Thank you for creating such beautiful things!
Please don't ever lose your faith in the magic and beauty of life, because it's true - we *really do* live in a magical realm, and (as Lola, one of the characters in my book says), "The world needs a few more dreamers" ... please keep dreaming and creating magic!
With love and blessings,
Claire
Cielo, I have been reading, reading, and reading your posts from your older blogs and, of course, The Here and Now (such a perfect name for where you are in life right now). I know your feeling all too well it makes my heart heavy. Having grown up in the dance world and then trying to fit into the corporate world was like death for me. A HUGE part of me has died. No one has imagination, a sense of humour, a love of life, a love of creation (from their own hands or from Mother Nature). It's like walking into a cold, grey room. NO colour, anywhere. None. None. None. Please keep the color in your eyes. You are so very inspiring and your soul is golden. I look forward (I know you do as well), to when you have a home of your own to get your creative juices flowing and a spring back in your step. I can't wait to see how your garden will evolve! Just can't wait! I hope you get the cottage of your dreams soon! xoxo Jen
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