Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer

Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer
And in the End was the Word, Amy's Word

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Saturday, September 5, 2015

Owleluia

Part of being Fey entails a vivid imagination.  One of my first encounters with beings in a different dimension involved my owl figurines.   The winter after my hospitalization I was very alone except for my owl company.  I have many owl figurines.  The two most special are King Arthur and this little cloisonne owl from Assisi.   To envision the other dimension one must treat the figurine as if it were alive.  That winter I took a scissors and black cloth and cut up little mouse shapes for the owls to eat.  I also took them to the window and envisioned their spirits going outside for the night.  In the morning I envisioned myself bringing them in.  In my third eye I see the owl figurines as real owls alighting on my arm.

I spent a lot of emotional time with the King Arthur Owl that winter(2014).  I was  instructed to set up a court scene and a list of people were put on trial(poppet people).  It was a Judgement Day trial.  Each of the owl figurines had a vote on the person on trial.  They were jurors I suppose.  The owl figurines are like a fetish, they inhabit a spirit.  When I talk to them they respond, often just a yea or a nay.  This occurred in my attic.  There were also saints and Angels on the committee.  I was misjudged by my friends and family as violent.  This false accusation must have incurred a Judgement of sorts upon them.  I did not do the judging, I only documented the names and the sentences.  I empowered the spirits that work with me and this was very helpful in securing their loyalty.

From my Journal


Last night I took these two owls outside and left some ground lamb out for them.  I had been out on my break at work and I was humming Alleluia, then I realized that I was singing "Owleluia"--I knew that I was long overdue in keeping up my relationship with the owls!

I thought I would give you readers a window  into the world of someone who is fey.  There are no guns!  Only little owl figurines and the power of a pure heart.  As you can see, the table top of this alter type of yard furnishing is in the shape of the head of a fox.  I would put more decor like a linen, candles and flowers but people might think that I am fey!  We must keep up the appearance of normal.




Thanks, Lord Jesus, for your help in my life!




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