My heart is overflowing with gratefulness today. I spent two days and nights with my beloved tribe at CornFest, a small gathering at Bud & Nora‘s home over on the peninsula. Bud nurtures the corn seedlings like they’re his babies, and tends the plants all summer. He won’t tell us his secret for growing the sweetest corn on the planet. But we gather this weekend each year to harvest and feast on Bud’s prize corn. We welcome in the autumn with the last warm days of summer. We drum and dance around the fire and slap our mermaid tails in the hot tub.
Each morning I shook my bag full of Old Mermaid Voices and had each person say, "Old Mermaids, Old Mermaids, what do you have to say to me today?" And each picked one Voice and read it aloud, to sighs and smiles all around. "A good bean is hard to find. Everything else is easy," says Sister Ruby Rosarita Mermaid. A good bean . . . being . . . ah!
I was nurtured and loved. And connected. And I took almost all the photo references I need for the rest of the Gaian Minors! You have no idea how exciting this is for me, and how much fun it is for the models. When I say, "Drink up your dream" — they do! They know what it means! When I say, "Weave a witchy spell" — they do! When I say "Play your flute as an offering of gratitude to All That Is" — oh, they do, they do!!
This is why I rarely use stock photos for my models. The Grace just isn’t there.
Last night I woke in the middle of the night with the near full moon flowing through my window. I was energized, vibrating, excited, ecstatically happy.
Thank you, Tribe. Thank you, Grace.