Shamandome @theBurn 2016

It’s been almost two months since I returned from my first Burning Man experience, and yet still I wake up thinking, You’ve just GOT to blog about that amazing experience at Shamandome!  OK, so here it goes:  After a long night out on the playa riding Puff the Magic Dragon with friends and hearing music from my childhood, I seriously felt as if I was in a dream.  I kept looking around, like am I in the Truman Show where everything is master planned for my enjoyment?  Well, Yes, actually, I know now that it is.  Fast forward, to seeing the sunrise at Radio Heart which is the most loudest music gathering in the middle of the morning I’ve ever experienced and it was epic.  There were people I had never seen before.  It was for the true burners if you asked me.  And again, I am loving this experience and feeling like a scout ant surveying the scene from every angle to know more about what makes this place tick.  Why would 80 thousand people work so hard and buy tickets to be here for this?  It’s the magic.  Pure and simple.  That’s the reason I came.  I wanted to witness it for real.  Not the little movies or blogs, but the real deal.  And let me tell you, nothing comes even close.  I watched and read everything possible and even rode with a burner who trained me on the way there about everything.  What to expect, what to do in certain situations, how to navigate the place.  But getting there and doing it, was a whole other experience I will never forget.  I wanted to witness a true community of gifting.  Not bartering, no way.  Really gifting from serious people who wanted to be there, and took time to plan ahead and get there to share their gifts.  It was truly magical.  I’d think of how I really wanted ice cream and within moments someone would walk into camp and say, Do yall like ice cream?  Because I can bring some over.  And I’d say, but do you have chocolate, and he said, Yes, I’ve got chocolate sauce.  YES! I got what I wished for, and every single time.  Except for some things, but they are on their way.

It was Saturday morning, and a group of us got back to camp by 9:30am, after walking to find our bikes from all the party hopping. I was starting to feel my feet, and they hurt.  But as soon as I got to my tent, I set my alarm for 64 minutes so that I could get up, change clothes, and head to Shamandome where I’d been invited to support a group healing.  And I felt so blessed to even get the invitation, that I wasn’t going to sleep through it.  So, 64 minutes later, I got up, and took off on my bike for Shamandome.

I got there and I was one of the first bikes to park outside the tents.  I went in and found the tent and while two others were talking, I finally ended up lying back and putting my hat over my face for a short snooze, when a guy comes in without a shirt, and looking around at us says, I’m starting a sound healing in the smaller tent and you’re all invited.  OK, I thought to myself, until he came up to me, and with his tanned skin and blue eyes, he looked at me and said, You would really enjoy this, Why don’t you join me, before he exits the tent.

I’m thinking, Well OK then, let’s go.  I head out to find him and a small quant group having already gathered in a small teepee tent and being the last one in, I took the last seat to his right towards the front, but next to another lady who seemed to be a part of the camp.  Shamandome workshop offerings were all about find your spirit animal and other offerings.  The day before I had ended up there with a new friend and participated in the workshop and was not surprised to find that my spirit animal is a Large White Crane.  Which I’d already known for some time, but it was fun to witness my partner in the exercise tell me again.  Plus, then when we each had a questions and meditated on answers for each other, my question was, Where am I going to live? Because I just knew that my road trip had to pause somewhere.  I couldn’t keep going from friend to friend to house sitting to house sitting forever!  So, when my new friend says, that all she could see where white butterflies flying out and out and out and out and that they never stopped coming out that she gave up asking over and over, but where is she going to live.  That’s when I knew it was just another journey after journey.  Sacred journeys of the white butterflies that always showed up when I was in a light energetic time warp with tears gently streaming down my eyes.  I smiled.  Yep, that’s me.  White Crane moving slowly and graciously in motion, watching from the side of a pond everything happening and endless amounts of white butterfly journeys.  So, being here in this small teepeee for a Sound healing with this beautiful man was exactly where I knew I needed to be.  I could feel it.

Quickly and succinctly he says, I spent time with indigenous people in south america, and this is a sacred snuff ground up from a local berry used in ceremony.  He shows us this pipe that is bent down and up as he says, you will need to look into my eyes as I initiate you before blowing the snuff up your left nostril to connect your crown chakra to christ consciousness before  blowing the snuff into your right nostril which will ground you. Then, I was already in a meditative state as my mind was tired and I was open to new experiences.  It was my seventh day on the playa and all the old programming had already ceased for the magic to happen, which really ramped up on Wednesday.  But now, we are all seated in lotus and in between closing my eyes, i was watching as he started with two people to his left.  Soon enough he was in front of me, and I loved looking into his eyes.  By now, I am a bit nervous and excited but I am not moving.  I am here, this is what Burning Man is all about, just be Sandy, but let it be.  Then, it happened.  He is breathing with me, and then poof! the snuff is up my left nostril so quickly and I could feel the entire left hemisphere of my brain activated and alive, pulsing all at once.  And my eyes looked away and opened up instantly, like I was stunned.  Immediately I could feel my rings were getting tight as I looked down and my fingers were swollen.  I was resonating with my own beat vibrating like a metronome side to side and then forward and backward.  I was moving in teeny little circles that felt like massive circles moving my entire body, until it happened and I knew it was another gateway to enlightenment.  My circles immediately reversed themselves.  This has only happened one other time for me and it was after witnessing December 21, 2012 at Chichen Itza when everything was in alignment and I had a spiritual experience while seated in lotus position in front of the main Rothko paining at the Menil Chapel in Houston days after we returned from Mexico.  But this time it was just a profound and just as mysterious.  I wasn’t sure what was happening.  All I knew was that this time I could not move.  I could feel my nose running and I wondered where I could find a kleenex.  But it was in my backpack which was behind me.  Shit! How am I ever going to get that? As I continued to reverberate and the guy has his hand on my knee because he is still in my space right there with me watching me, when he looks around and whispers, I can come back for the right nostril.  When I move my hand to his, motioning to wait, and then he says, I’ll give you a smaller portion this time.  And he does.  I am trying to hold still as we are connecting visiually, and breathing when he puffs the second portion up my right nose and that’s when I experienced grounding like never never ever before.  And I teach students how to ground, but nothing had or has ever come close to this feeling of truly connecting to the ground, to the grid, to the planet.  Honestly, I felt my hips disappear.  Completely gone, I was conscious from the waist up.  That was it and the top half was vibrating with the pulsing of the planet anyway.  But now, I am totally and completely connected to the void.  And it felt super fantastical.  By now, I am a total spec of consciousness looking down at myself going, YEAH! SANDY!  You GO Girl!  It’s HAPPENING!  You are truly connecting to the ground and the grid of life and you can do anything from that space.  You only thought you were grounding before, but this, wow, this takes the cake!

Remember, this is all in my head and from the spec perspective above me.  From the outside, I am like a weeble wobble silently rotating with the planet, puffy faced I’m sure, tears gently running down my face, eyes wide open, and I don’t even remember blinking.  I’d close my eyes and could feel the top half and the bottom half as I also started breathing faster and even let our a slight moan I think, but no one else noticed.  Everyone was in their own experience.  Except for the lady next to me.  She turned away from me a bit, which was perfect because she was not having the same experience I was, that’s for sure.

Then, suddenly I was shocked to find music reverberating through the teepee and shocked to open my eyes and find the guy in front of my again holding a bowl he was playing about an inch from my heart.  I tried to look down and closed my eyes as the sound wave grew bigger and bigger and I don’t remember if it was before this or after, but I could specifically feel the difference between both halves of my body literally clicked into place together.  That’s when I knew that I was at Burning Man just for this one major experience of a lifetime.  I would have never signed up for this if I had read about it or was invited.  No way, but now that I was here and drawn in and in the middle of it, I knew deep in my heart of hearts that this is what I had come for.  The timing was perfect.  I couldn’t over think it, or be distracted.  No way.  I was there.  I was solid.  It was happening, no matter how scarey it looked from the outside.  And I was better for it.

By now he has been playing the bowls on everyone’s heart and even over their head since I was seated with about say twelve other people and as I opened my eyes every now and then, I could see the others and they were all slumped over motionless or laying back on the ground, which looked great to me.  But how can I do that?  I’d have to turn around or move and I still needed a tissue for my nose.  Time must have sped up, because soon others were coming in and somehow I dragged myself to the ground and then back up to get my things and leave.  I really wasn’t sure how I was going to actually ride my bike back to my camp.  When I exited Shamandome, I could barely get to my bike since there were about a hundred or so in between me and my bike! I had to pick it up and walk out to the road with my bike.  Put on my shades.  And started riding slowly.  I wasn’t even a block away when two guys are in the road shouting, Champagne!  Champagne Lounge!

Again, I am looking around, is this for real?  Thinking to myself, Oh, Holy Jesus, Thank You, I need some bubbles and a place to chill for a bit.  I pulled over, locked up my bike and went in.  Standing in line, I get my backpack and remember that I lost my cup last night when I had to pee in it while riding Puff the Magic Dragon… Shit!  Looking around everyone looks clean?  WTF.  Oh, yeah, I heard about this.  The people who show up for the weekend and then leave.  Whatever.  I’ve been here for a week.  I’m at the front of the line, when the pourer is looking at me search my bag yet again for anything to pour some champagne into, when another lady says, I think we have a glass leftover.  She is looking around and finds a plastic champagne glass and then finds the container of disinfectant wipes and just starts cleaning the glass for me.  I look at her with thankfulness and bless her for the cup.  Then, I get my own glass of champagne and I couldn’t be anymore happyer.  Seriously.  The lounge is covered and full of seats and even a DJ as I take a single seat and somehow relax with my used plastic champagne cup all to  myself.  Never. Happyer.

I notice all the beautiful clean people with the same hammered copper mug most likely from Williams Sonoma and it makes me laugh.  If only I knew where my pee cup was, I would have used it for champagne!  But alas, it was back in my tent.  And now I have a real champagne glass even though it’s plastic.  And I hung it off of the back of my backpack and rode home feeling super fantastical.  I knew that I was complete.  I was hungry and tired, but I was ecstatic at my journey from start to finish.  The universe had opened up and I’d arrived prepared and ready to experience my first burn, but this was the cherry on top.  When I got back to camp, I told everyone about my experience when one of my friends says, that sounds like a Yopo Ceremony.  I thought, huh? And pulled out my phone to google it.  I was worried for a second about what had just happened when Google says, that it’s the grandfather ceremony to Ayahuasca which is considered the grandmother medicine and that it was another form of DMT.  Perfect, now I’ve experienced them both and my body needed them to heal and expand my consciousness.

Without proper grounding you can not and will not, not matter what you think, you can’t make anything happen.  Manifesting is a mess without grounding.  Just like the trees, you can’t be any taller than how deep your roots have extended.  It’s a law.  No way around it.  While seated in a circle outside my tent in Yoni Village, Dr. Awkward returns from giving a workshop on Plant Medicines and seated across from me says, since we are all together, I think I’ll give the talk again for you all.  He explained the difference between plant medicines and which supplements to take at what time before during and after to optimize the journey.  Talk about perfect.  It all made sense.  Then, he handed me a handful of supplements and told me to take them all at once.  Gulp, they are all gone and within minutes he was right on the money, because it was again like the easy-bake oven, I know immediately when something is working and DING! I automatically felt better, less tired, more alert, what was that?  He gave us all the list which included some items I didn’t have at home, but now I do.  I feel amazing and ever since I returned from the burn I’ve been a manifesting mamma.  In less than a month upon my return back to the default world, I got my web site cleaned up after years of trying, received cleints for big energy work to help them shift into a happyer life, and then FB fairies offered me a house and roommates within minutes of each other and I moved to Telluride, Colorado where I will continue to inspire others through teaching spin and kundalini classes, offering healing sessions through the Spa and even support the spa boutique at a private club.  The name given to me while at the burn was Sparkle Sponge since I really do want to enjoy and soak up as many experiences as possible and so now I go by Sandy Sparkles.  You can schedule a session with me and I will support your own personal growth and healing utilizing Theta Healing, EFT and even Channeling your guides to help you through transformational journeys opening up your own life to what is truly possible.  Thank you.

Please Support My Scholarship to Attend the Breast Cancer in Young Women International Conference

Today is a victorious day, because today I received my own address for the first time since I drove out of Austin on July 15th for my very first road trip.  I packed everything I wanted in my car, including my two dogs Zoe and Giselle, and headed towards Colorado. I’m excited to report that for the past three months I’ve been house sitting for friends, supporting so many clients and friends on their journey, and even landed in Telluride on Tuesday and will start working at the Spa at the Peaks starting November 18th, which allows my participation in the scholarship awarded to attend the upcoming conference, but I need your help!

Earlier in the year, I had applied to receive a $1,000 scholarship to attend the 3rd Annual Breast Cancer in Young Women International Conference in honor of Amber Gillespie and all the beautiful advocates I’ve known over the years who are no longer with us.  I was thrilled when I was notified that I had won one of a few scholarships to attend the conference that is being held in Lugano, Switzerland.  This conference is hosted by the European School of Oncology, or ESO and The European Society for Medical Oncology or ESMO.  The only caveat for the scholarship is that I must pay for all of my expenses upfront to attend the conference and then I will receive the scholarship funding once I’ve returned.  This would be my first trip to this conference and I am thrilled for numerous reasons to attend including:

  1. The opportunity to witness, discuss and bring back to the states information and highlights from presentations based upon scientific research covering topics such as Familial and hereditary breast cancer, Tumor biology, logo-regional therapy, Fertility and pregnancy, Survivorship and quality of life issues, and Advanced breast cancer.
  2. Because I spent a year living in Geneva, Switzerland before moving back to Houston to be later diagnosed with breast cancer as a young woman myself.  You see, the attitude towards breast cancer has changed considerably since I was first diagnosed in 2009 and some of my friends from Europe thought they would never see me again.  Not because I couldn’t fly to Switzerland, but because the cancer would take my life.  Little did everyone know that I was sent back to Texas during a divorce for a reason, and that was to survive and thrive after breast cancer under the guidance of Dr. Yen from North Cypress Cancer Center and then to Dr. Osborne and the amazing staff at Baylor College of Medicine.
  3. The opportunity to return to Switzerland to participate in the Patient Advocate Sessions and workshops chaired by our very own Young Survival Coalition President, J. Merschdorf seemed amazing since I’ve been a State Leader volunteer hosting socials and support groups for survivors on behalf of YSC ever since I was diagnosed.

Yet, my journey that started on July 15th has been an amazing ride.  Kind of like the trip most young people take between High School and College or College and Grad School kind of big.  Not to mention that I am also applying for Grad School.  So as I confirmed my new address and chose to use funds to help secure a rental property with the help of three roommates, I am now unable to attend the Conference and would like to ask for your support to get there on behalf of breast cancer survivors and patient advocates everywhere.  I say this because being a patient advocate is a volunteer job that I take very seriously.  For years, I’ve attended conferences and symposia all over the country as a scholared advocate to learn, network and promote the new opportunities in survivorship that include happyness and even road trips to find a heart centered community.  Raising money for YSC seems easier than this request, but now it’s about my own development so that I can continue sharing and disseminating the information that is so vital so those that are newly diagnosed.

No matter where I go, or what I do, it’s about sharing information and educating those about taking care of themselves to prevent future diagnoses caused by undue stress.  It’s the silent killer.  If you are going through a divorce, death in the family, relocation or any other kind of emotional catastrophic incident then please know that you are not alone.  I’ve been through all of the above at once, and then was diagnosed with breast cancer and have flipped the script on my story to one of thriver and over-comer to become a Global Patient Advocate.

There are many ways to support my journey to the 3rd Annual Breast Cancer in Young Women International Conference coming up on November 10-12 in Lugano, Switzerland:

  1. First and foremost is securing a flight to Zurich from IAH allowing my attendance to the entire Conference.  If you have frequent flyer miles through an airline that flies to Zurich, then I would be most grateful to hear from you.  Or if you’d like to support the purchase of a ticket, then I could make the reservations in advance so that it could be purchased.  As of today, flights range from $1,153 to $1529 for roundtrip airfare leaving on Monday, November 7th and returning on Monday November 14th and I am flexible on the dates. Expedia reports that the airfare will rise 18% over the next 4 days.
  2. Second, I’d need financial support to cover the travel expenses including the train from Zurich to Lugano, and three nights stay at the hotel during the conference.  The train trip is $98 each way Economy.  Booking a hotel in Lugano during the conference is around $251 per night and doesn’t include taxes.
  3. Good News is that the registration for the conference itself has already been waived since I am a scholarship recipient.  I can get a ride to and from the airport, and pack light.  Plus, a good friend in Geneva has volunteered to be my host for any time before or after the conference, which would allow time to share the message of hope and happyness to friends and those at the American International Women’s Club in Geneva, plus also a visit to the United Nations.

Please make a donation to support this valuable experience for me to attend the Conference as a scholar recipient so that together we can continue to spread the message of hope to not only those newly diagnosed in the states but those around the world that there are numerous stories of hope and happyness after being diagnosed with Stage III Breast Cancer.  If I do not receive any support within the next four days, then I will have to miss this incredible experience.  Please make a donation of any kind before Halloween.

Please contact me and/or send funds via apps including CASH by Square to 713-232-9796 or via VENMO to @SandySparkleCastillo.  Thank you!

Fairy Journey Experience @ Oneness Spiritual Gathering

chocolate-ceremony-2016Back in March 2016, I was invited to visit Lake TomBigBee in Livingston by a friend named Guy which is on the Alabama-Coushatta Indian Reservation to help plan and guide workshops for a Spiritual Gathering in the Fall.  There is a lake surrounded by the camp grounds and it was all gorgeous and had such great energy.  As Guy was taking us all on a tour and we were walking through the area, all of a sudden we crossed a bridge and the light was different, it was more glisteny and sparkly.  Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw little things zipping by me and hiding as I turned to see what it was.  Then, I finally had to stop and just stand there as I could feel the happyness and lightness of the area.  Finally, I forget who I was with, but I said, “There are fairies here” with complete confidence.  And she responded questionably, “Yes, there are.  They are all over here.”  And just like that, we turned back towards each other and continued our journey back to the camp grounds.  Before I left that weekend, I decided to plant my intentions for a beautiful gathering by leaving a carnelian stone that was gifted to me by a friend.  I found an old tree and stuck my hand deep into it’s base where I deposited the stone knowing that I’d be back to share and lead others in their own journey.

Six months later, I am in Colorado after spending a few months working in Austin and then setting out for my own road trip.  Colorado just felt like home and all of my friends were still here just like I’d left them almost ten years ago.  Because, who in their right mind, would say No to moving to Geneva?  That is the only reason I had left and that decision led me right back to Houston where I started this journey all over again!  I segway to Geneva, because the only reason I knew about fairies is because I lived on the border of Geneva in France right next to a small forest that had been encroached upon by developing homes like mine, and when ever I went into the forest all I could hear were beautiful enchanting sounds and sights.  I ended up going there almost every single day as refuge and pure curiosity because I had never experienced a forest like this one.  I learned that it had been the hunting grounds of a Russian ruler who would come here to retreat since it was right by Lake Geneva.  He also had a chateau that was now a restaurant and you could get there from the forest since it had eight directional paths going through it and all the paths lead to a great circle in the middle surrounded by eight massive trees marking the trails.  It was stunning.  Once in the forest and at the great circle, you could turn and head towards the boat dock, or the chateau, or the horse stables, or the field of poppies that were right next to my house.

Once in the forest in France, I could feel all sorts of little things coming towards me, to greet me, to check me out and they always wanted me to stay.  It seemed as if as the forest got smaller, all of the life inside got compacted into the area, so it was teeming with life.  There was even a granite altar that looked like it had been there for millennia.  And of course, it was broken and from what, someone surely knows.  Me and my two dogs Bella and Zoe were always going through the forest no matter what kind of weather we were having.  One day we got caught in the rain as we were jogging through and by the Chateau we caught a swan and her baby signets bathing themselves and it was like watching ballet in nature as they continuously dove into the water doing flips while sticking their beak in and under one wing and then the next and so on.  It was mezmerizing and as I caught myself staring I looked down to see the girls doing the same thing.  We didn’t move a peep so we didn’t interrupt them as it rained.  I’ll never forget that moment.  Plus, at the center of the circle lined with eight perfectly planted trees, I would always stop, put down whatever I had in my hands and just spin in circles looking up and it always makes me laugh!  I remember asking my now ex-husband to try it as he just rolled his yes in disbelief.  Thanks to him for taking me to Geneva to get a divorce, because I, of course, returned to Houston to start another journey without him to share and guide others who DO believe!

OK, back to the story: As the date for the Oneness Spiritual Gathering grew closer I gave Guy a call who shared that people were waiting for the last minute to attend as I continued to stay with friends in Colorado and even had multiple opportunities to house sit.  One friend even shared that I healed her as she housed me, which was so sweet.  There was a full moon the weekend before the Oneness gathering where I knew that I had been saying that I lived in Boulder while at Burning Man, but now my heart had decided to stay in Colorado forever for now.  But, I couldn’t find my passport and I needed it for a trip to Geneva. And this instigated my return safely back to Houston knowing that I would just be there for a week tidying up things, so I could officially return to Colorado once and for all.  And when I woke up the next morning, after the full moon while still in Colorado, I knew that it was time to head back to Texas, not only for the Oneness gathering but to get my things from Austin, find my passport, and bring back my IMAC, and winter clothes since the leaves were already changing in Colorado.  And just like that, I packed up the car and headed back to Texas as I called my parents to let them know of my arrival.  And on the way, I stopped in Austin to get my IMAC and then without thinking I slid my hand in between the mattresses of the guest bed where I had stayed with friends while working in Austin and felt my passport.  My girlfriend was surprised as she shared that she had changed the sheets multiple times and never found it.  I was ecstatic as I jumped up and down and then threw myself on the bed victorious.  Then, I was off to Cypress to spend some time with my parents and gathering my winter things.  The week flew by as I ended up seeing my opthamologist and getting my annual mammogram, plus I was visited by my cousin and an old friend.  It was nonstop before I headed back to Lake TomBigBee for the gathering.

Friday I arrived at the camp grounds and then was reminded that I had left a stone here, so I went straight to what I thought was the tree when it wasn’t there and kept looking and found the tree to retrieve my stone and again I was victorious.  The weather forecast was for rain all weekend so I set up my tent first thing.  All day it thundered all around us, but as Guy said, the storms went around us all weekend.  Later that night I got to share the opening Wild Women Circle with all the women who had arrived which was really beautiful.  And Saturday morning was the Fairy Journey Experience but only after we united for opening circle.  I shared with the group that was starting to form a few pointers about fairies that they are white, opaque or light and maybe you’ll see a bubble but whatever you do, don’t look away, before we headed off towards the bridge in silence so that we could turn off of our phones, and continue to get grounded focusing on everything around us in nature.  By the time we got to the bridge, there were about fifty of us which was wonderful considering that I had counted a hundred during the opening circle.  Again, I shared more details about how fairies are everywhere but they are in another dimension and the more clear and conscious we are, the more apt they are to meet us half way so that they can be seen, felt or heard.  It’s a gift to be in that space with grace and love and it’s a personal experience without any judgement.  Then, in silence everyone walked across the bridge and into the forest for their own experience.  And I will share with you my own experience and few others I heard:

I went into the forest and found a small group of trees by the water and looking out from under the canopy I could see a limb that grew up and then down and out that was interesting.  I thought, if I were a fairy I would hang out here.  I kept looking out and unfocusing my eyes as I breathed deeply and grounded myself.  I was there for awhile and nothing caught my attention, so I took one step to leave when I felt a little leaf fall on my back, which I thought nothing about.  Then, I was inside the group of trees looking down at their base just acknowledging how beautiful they were together and as I took a second step going through them, I got another knock of something falling from the tree on me and now I thought, OK, maybe there IS something here.  But I continued to take another step as if to leave and that’s when a big thing, I don’t know what it was, but it came from the tree and thwacked me right on the head! THWACK!  This just goes to show you how much our minds don’t want to learn new things, even when the heart does.  Imagine me standing there, now with my eyes wide open, thinking, CRAP, it’s the fairies and I haven’t been listening.  So, I turn around and go back to where I started and this time I put my left hand on the tree as I stand there grounding with my eyes closed and the intention to be present.  I took a few deep breaths, and then as I opened my eyes I was looking down and there it was.  It was like from the Moulin Rouge movie of the fairy but she was like a butterfly reflection on the base of the tree as her wings moved and sparkled like a shadow made of crystals and light.  I didn’t move, but it moved.  Then, my dang brain says, That’s nothing, it must be a reflection of your diamond cut mala bracelet and so I looked up at my bracelet and then back to the butterfly fairy wings and she’s still there, so I moved my left hand behind my back.  And the fairy is still there, and now she is flying around and I am still awstruck, and my mind says, It MUST be a reflection from your shoes, because they are also covered with sequins and stones and then I look at my shoes and back at the fairy, this time knowing it’s not my shoes.  And for some reason, I looked away for a split second and when I looked back, it was gone.  I knew immediately that she left because of my own disbelief, even though I thoroughly believe in Fairies.  In my own internal programming and stubborness, I was still happy to have been able to experience such beauty and grace on such sacred lands.  Those fairies have a sanctuary out there that will forever be guarded and loved.

I met another girl with a flower crown as I crept up to her who turned to me with tears in her eyes as she had her hands out and she said, “They are everywhere and keep coming to me.”  I was thrilled for her and then silently left her there to continue her own experience.  Then, I met another lady who said she stayed by the bridge and focused on the water and the plants and she kept seeing little droplets coming from seemingly nowhere as they were in a line dropping on the plants and the water.  She said they kept coming from different directions and she knew they were fairies and they were leaving a trail for her to experience. And then, a young man later stopped me to share his story which is amazing.  He said, he crossed the bridge and took a left while looking at the ground.  He said he kept finding trash, so he started to pick it up! I’m thinking, Fairies love this guy already.  He says, he finally came to a spot in the forest and sat down to meditate.  While he was meditating he said he was surprised to find that his medallion necklace had broken so he left it for someone else to find in the forest and he could feel a light presence all around him.  Then, he says, he barely took one step and looked down to find a beautiful shell that he believes was a present from the fairies!  I was ecstatic when I heard this along with a friend and we both agreed that the fairies were so happy for him to be picking up trash and that he was done with that medallion and I was glad he left it and even suggested that he have the shell wrapped so he can wear it from now on! The best part was that everyone had a moment to themselves in nature.  They had all come from as far as Chicago, Alabama, Austin, and Houston so just getting there was stressful enough so for them to be there on Saturday morning communing with nature and themselves was more than I could have ever planned.

From there we all gathered to share our stories and Awakened Joy who came from Chicago found a guy who was meditating facing a massive star shaped spider web in between some trees and it was gorgeous!  We all went to see it together as people were still off on their own experience in the background or joining us as we continued to the next workshop.

I have so many ideas to publish! My intention is to find an editor, graphic designer and publisher to continue creating a whole series of Fairy inspired books for kids to adults to enjoy.  If you agree, then please connect with me! 713-232-9796.

Even when I returned to Colorado the fairies came to me while teaching a yoga class with the door open to a beautiful street lined with trees.  There are fairies everywhere.  All it takes is a bit of fine tuning on your part to communicate with them and have your own experience.

With love and light,
Sparkles