Yesterday I was gifted a beautiful little lesson: I got a belated Christmas card from a distant relative from Hungary. I met him only once, years ago, but he was close to my mum. So after she passed away last January, we emailed a few times and I promised to stay in touch. To be honest, I did it out of duty mostly, I felt I had to look after Mama's friends and family a little bit in some strange way, but I did send him and his family a Yule Card. I chose a card with my painting of the Goddess Perchta on it, wondering what they might make of me painting Goddesses... I assumed they would be rather bewildered. Imagine my surprise and delight when I read his card yesterday. He wrote: "The last hungarian fairies send their love to dear Perchta. The empire of the fairies has shrunk to a little stretch of land in Hungary and their fortresses are crumbling. Their servants, masked as cats and hens, are busy picking up bits of wall. But they are undismayed. The situation is hopeless, but not serious!" He also drew me a little sketch of a fairy. What an unexpected gift. Another example of how we are all artsy in my family. And that we all have a natural connection with the Lady and the Fair Folk. In all fairness, I would never have expected this kind of a reply. What a lovely lesson and reminder to not have predetermined expectations of people. I love how the goddess and the fairies move among my family... And I am making that last line my motto for the time being. Thank you fairies xxx
Painting the many faces of the Goddess, goddesses from different cultural backgrounds, based on archeological and written evidence as well as on my own experiences of Her.