Spirit Doll - The Night Walker
This beautiful needle felted Spirit Doll was called into being during a Walk in the darkness of night that started around a fire. There was a Tawny owl in the Oak Tree by my home, who spoke to me of stories of night time flights across starlight skies and stirred this one into being, from places of mystery and wonder.
She is called the Night Walker
She is approximately 23cms tall, and is filled with a medicine bundle of magical Plant Kin and Crystals of Rainbow Tourmaline, clear Quartz and Moonstones.
Read below for more about more information about her:
This beautiful needle felted Spirit Doll was called into being during a Walk in the darkness of night that started around a fire. There was a Tawny owl in the Oak Tree by my home, who spoke to me of stories of night time flights across starlight skies and stirred this one into being, from places of mystery and wonder.
She is called the Night Walker
She is approximately 23cms tall, and is filled with a medicine bundle of magical Plant Kin and Crystals of Rainbow Tourmaline, clear Quartz and Moonstones.
Read below for more about more information about her:
This beautiful needle felted Spirit Doll was called into being during a Walk in the darkness of night that started around a fire. There was a Tawny owl in the Oak Tree by my home, who spoke to me of stories of night time flights across starlight skies and stirred this one into being, from places of mystery and wonder.
She is called the Night Walker
She is approximately 23cms tall, and is filled with a medicine bundle of magical Plant Kin and Crystals of Rainbow Tourmaline, clear Quartz and Moonstones.
Read below for more about more information about her:
This is what she spoke to me of on that night.
She whispered to me the stories of all those who had lived and thrived in this place before me, from the Cornovil tribes to later settlers, to the Ancient Tree Elders that once covered these lands, right down to the smallest ladybirds and the forgotton great bears, to soaring the eagles and the earthworms moving deeply through the rich soils beneath our feet;
She talked to me of the Winds and the Rain and of all the times where the Sk y was starlight in the middle day or , when Mother Earth shook all from their nightly slumbers in an fierce anger and rage.
She cried to me about the tales of when the lands were no longer wild, when fences and farming, and boundaries were put up, to shut everything out and keep everything in.
A time whe all our Kin were told they could no longer roam and then, with a sigh of what could have been, she sang to me about the land beneath my feet, filled with dinosaur bones and fossil prints of Rhynchosauras and star paths that showed us the way.
I suspect she has a lot of tell you about your lands, about the way the night meets the day , and the day meets the night, and the messages that can be found when we take a moment to be. She will hold you in your dream time and extend invitatons to fall into love, over and over again, with the fullness of life.
In her hands she carries a staff made of Heather, revered throughout folklore for protection, love and peace, which is said to bring luck to all who carry it with them. Tied to the the end is a Hagstone, full of magical properties, which is a powerful amulet to behold.
Adroned on her back she wears a cloak of Blackbird feathers weaving in messages of home, family, guidance, magic, transformation and of course, mystery.
She is £92.00 plus P & P
All my Creations are birthed in Sacred Space, surrounded by deep love and cleansed with Plant Kin grown on these lands and harevsted in ceremony by my hands.