I wanted to find something of the beauty of myth that we’ve left behind,
carry its shreds before us all, so we could acknowledge it, somehow
bring it back to life. I wanted to delve back into that world that
cradled us when we were young enough to still touch it, when trolls
lived under creek bridges, faeries fluttered under mushroom caps, and
the Tooth Fairy only came once you were truly sleeping. I wanted to see
if enchantment was somehow still there, simply waiting to be reached.
When I felt my loss, I realized that if I could do anything in this
life, I wanted to travel the world, searching for those who were still
awake in that old dream time, and listen to their stories – because I had
to know that there were grownups out there who still believed that life
could be magical.
And in that moment I decided: I am going to find the faeries... and write my own fairytales.
And in that moment I decided: I am going to find the faeries... and write my own fairytales.
Before the noche buena festivities commence, I would like to wish everyone: A Merry Christmas. Granted Christmas Eve is such a big deal in our country, I am sure everyone is excited to have a fun-filled night until morning with loved ones. I think the ability to reconnect is one of the best things about the Yuletide season and I do hope you spend this opportunity well. You see, once you get older, the holidays become more of a chore rather than a cause for celebration. I get it... we all have responsibilities now and we were already told Santa doesn't exist and that it really was our parents who are stuffing our Christmas socks after all. That's the thing about growing up--- we find out the reality of things that we used to marvel at and believe so intensely. This is the reason why I find people who manage to see the magic in everyday life and continues to be enchanted absolutely fascinating. It's a hard knock life but having hope is something to revel at. Not everyone is like that anymore... maybe except for a selected few. As jaded as I think I tend to be, one thing I still do believe in magical things and that's how I choose to be. Enchantment lies in everyday moments if you are observant and if you are willing to write down your own tales. It's quite simple really... for my case. for example, all I have to do is to find the beauty in the mundane things... and even simpler yet, all I have to do is wear an dreamy ensemble that spells "QUEEN" all over it... this gown is an example of that. After all, an enchanted day is only enchanted if we ourselves believe that anything is possible.
