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daily parcels * tied up in string *

daily musings of a vintage addict * I am totally obsessed with all things vintage * trying to keep up with my past...and sometimes ordinary everyday life

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Location: Katoomba, NSW, Australia

here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.

Plan ahead and dream of all the beautiful things that life has to offer

March 15, 2006

ya ya sisterhood

oh what a fun night! it reminded me of the movie divine secrets of ya ya sisterhood. It was very ritualistic - we had a little meditation then we all had to write down our wishes for ourselves, others and the world. Then we walked down a track to the circle. along the path were candles hanging in the trees to light our way and as each of us stepped into the circle one of the women cleansed us with sage. We had little ceremonies for air, fire, earth and water. Then we all read out our wishes and put them into the fire. Then we had african drums and dancing. Some sung, others danced. while this was all happening the neighbour came down and shone his torch at us - I am sure he thought we were a bunch of witches stirring the cauldron. But you know what ? I met alot of lovely women, who were proud to be women - all of us with stories to tell. all strong, beautiful people. signing off tonight as :
Duchess Standing Turtle
(that is my ya-ya name) . want one?
ya ya name - just click on ya-ya


Blogger berriehead said...

OH my gosh how frikken cool! You do the neatest things ms! anyhew here is my yaya name:o) I'll be it fits me to a T well maybe not the weeping part but the river definintely:)

I am

Empress Weeping River

12:49 am  
Blogger Cookie said...

Oh Robyn...can you believe I am "Queen Runs-with-the-Bulls" What fun...wish I was there too. Hugs

1:04 am  
Blogger BrocanteHome said...

Sounds like you had a fabulous time Duchess!
Lots of love,

Empress Smart-As-A-Whip.
(I always knew it!)

1:31 am  
Blogger June said...

I am so happy to hear about your experience. My women friends and I do this on a regular basis...even to the drumming aspect. We love it! It helps us feel grounded and centered, reminds us of the bonds of friendship, and we are able to continue on with our daily lives reminded of the many blessings we receive each day. Good for you, Robyn!

1:39 am  
Blogger Peggy said...

sounds like a perfectly wonderful night! Wish you had photos of how each of you were dressed as I know you were beautiful.

Empress Strong Cloud

3:27 am  
Blogger Lady Laurie said...

You know now I want to see the movie! It sounds like you had a lot of fun~I wish I could see pictures too~

Princess Sleeping Butterfly(love that!!)

5:56 am  
Blogger Kali said...

hehehe ~ Wow!
Dear Duchess ~ I couldn't wait to log on this morning and hear all about it.

With love ~
Marchioness Life of the Party xox

7:40 am  
Blogger Amy said...

I've never actually seen that movie but it sounds fun tho.

8:51 am  
Blogger Amy said...

btw I did my name and was:
Queen Swimming Fish

ha ha

8:53 am  
Blogger dolly said...

oooh what fun

Duchess Social Butterfly

oh yep that's me lol!

9:43 am  
Blogger QueenConch said...

We gals need to get together, it recharges us. Glad you had such a great time.
I'm Empress Wants-It-All!

11:01 am  
Blogger ~NanCourt~ said...

What wacky fun! And I loved that movie! It ranks right up there Fried Green Tomatoes and Steel Magnolias as one of my favorites!
I used my maiden name since it is more authentic than my now-divorced-married name.....it is right on the money!
Ah, how true, how true!
Thanks for a smile, Ms. Robyn. Too bad we live a continent apart....you remind me of my one true friend who thinks as "oddly" as I do.

2:31 pm  
Blogger ~NanCourt~ said...

I'm back.....I did my daughter's name,
"Marchioness Drives Like a Demon".
OH MY gosh!
That kid has had THREE wrecks and she is only 21! I think the sisterhood is watching us.........

2:33 pm  
Blogger Garden girl said...

Princess purrs like a kitten here...lol!! Robyn that evening sounds delightful, I came here especially to find out how it went there! sounds good! are you all meeting agian?
Have you seen the film the 'sisterhood of the travelling pants" ? it is v good...same theme about sisterhood!

3:24 pm  
Blogger Carol said...

Oh Duchess Standing Turtle if I'd live near you I'd certainly like to join your ya ya sisterhood!

I so love my ya ya name too which is "Duchess Sings Like a Bird"

8:57 pm  
Blogger mon/nom/es/Ed said...

I am 79 years old. Growing up with my sisters was a learning experience. Being the oldest I tried to get them to see things my way. I soon learned we were very different and that wasn’t going to work. We always enjoyed seeing each other and enjoyed each other’s company. Please visit my blog and read about my sisters
http://mommemoir.blogspot.com/ Please comment I enjoy the thoughts of my memoir readers. Audrey

10:57 am  

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