Luna & the mystical mist

...I was all day on another side of this island where the sun was bright and warm and the sky almost cloudless. Not to forget that this morning the little tiny clouds were golden & on fire lookin like comets, transforming, magic colours of the sunrise. This magic was for the soul & the eyes, not cameras this morning.

I waved goodbye to my daughter at the airport as her half term started on Friday and she is heading to my parents in Greece. She is actually there now and already out with my sister at her favourite cafe! Yes cafes stay open until late in Greece.

When back the sun was still warm and cloudless skies but the closer I would get to home the more misty and mysterious it would become. Suddenly just like crossing a portal I entered a different world, a world of mist, low cloud, almost as thick as fog...but magical. I love that mysterious veil of mist...it transforms your emotions and feelings.

I knew that Luna was in the sky but I could not see her through the mist when I entered this world. While talking to a couple walking on the moor the mist starting lifting itself but not completely. It just revealed Luna. Today I had my other camera with me too but I can't upload the file now...and I don't feel the need to although the moon looks gorgeous in the other photo...but as always I believe my words and emotions will tell you the story.

...magical #ilkley moor, magical mist and magical Luna!!!!!! I am was in heaven and even more in heaven as I was heading to meditate with good friends. And a powerful day became even more magical. I love that cinematic like floating feeling and the way emotions and energies play with my soul and invade my body. I even felt at some point i was really gone (i was between me and you) and drifting away and that I was a tree and my roots were connecting to Gaia and talking to her. Don't look at me weirdly...it really felt like that. And I am not new to meditation. I have meditated in the most remote and magical places in the world but this one feels different. It feels ...let me close my eyes and see...feels like a real dream.

Sweet dreams to all of you. As soon as I get home, I ll be out again to see if I can be lost again in the mist but also see if the Orionides are around tonight. I will run strong, night dream and be a night dreamer in magic Yorkshire. And will whisper gently and sweetly to my muse, keep her company as she is always there for me and thinks of me.