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Nothing Is impossible. Turnnon some music and run through the trees as if home is awaiting you beyond the trees. 

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Nothing Is impossible. Turnnon some music and run through the trees as if home is awaiting you beyond the trees. 

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use your love. use your instinct. you are connected to nature and you always will be.

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take a walk. reconnect with the forest. there is still magic in you.

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spread magic in any way you can

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you are valid

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Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire! I do wander everywhere, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green; The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours; In those freckles live their savours; I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. -Shakespear, A Midsummer Night's Dream

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In the heat of summer days
With sunshine all ablaze,
Here, here are cool green bowers,
Starry with Jasmine flowers;
Sweet-scented, like a dream
Of Fairyland they seem.

And when the long hot day
At length has worn away,
And twilight deepens, til
The darkness comes - then, still,
The glimmering Jasmine white,
Gives fragrance to the night.

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Daisy: What kind of a garden do you come from?
Alice: Oh, I don’t come from any garden.
Daisy: Do you suppose she’s a wildflower?

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Imbolc Clarity Tea By Kristen On Facebook

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lavender faery wine

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Ingredients: 1 cup of milk per serving. 1 tsp honey ¼ tsp of vanilla extract ½ a cup of brewed lavender tea Lavender buds or cinnamon Steep lavender buds or any lavender tea in ½ a cup of hot water. The more tea leaves or buds you use, the stronger the lavender taste will be.

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Source: Bobrad on Flickr

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Charmed are we that walk on limbs of gossamer and dew

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to all faekin:

you are loved.