The blue one, the Pyksee (I think) was shouting that she had a "secret" and she wasn’t going to share it! The other one with the wings kept telling the Pyksee she didn't have any secrets worth keeping... So there! And the argument started.
While I hid behind a large mushroom observing, I almost felt like my friend, Snoop, the newspaper man.
Pretty soon the shouting was just so loud that I decided it was time to intervene. As I approached them, I simply said they should not be arguing like this. They both turned to stare at me as if I was a three-headed beast (which I have seen -- See Notes) and immediately they both shouted at the same time, "We were not arguing!"
How quickly the Pyksee said for me not to pick on the Fairy... and the Fairy said for me to not pick on the Pyksee. I tried to explain that I wasn't. I was only trying to help them understand that yelling isn't the best way to talk. Pretty soon they had me going around and around - leaping to defend each other and in the process confusing me. I soon came to the conclusion that there is more than one way to be Pyksee-lated (to become confused, confounded and lost). I also realized that they were fast friends with strong opinions.
So, dear journal, a lesson learned - never, ever get into the middle of an argument between friends (especially if one is a Pyksee) because you will become Pyksee-lated even when they are not trying to.
When a baby is born and has a first smile, a fairy is born. My baby had a royal belly laugh when I was born, and at that moment, it was also the dawning of a new day. As such, I have a spark of the sunrise or Phoenix within my little body as well. So, I may be the youngest and the smallest fairy in my neck of the Woods, but I have the biggest heart of fire and am full of "spunk" too!
Now we fairies may be small and cute looking, but we have very important jobs. We are to remind the humans (that we are connected to by the birthing smile), to play with their inner child. For hidden in that child is the spontaneity of love, laughter, and hope. Which can also spark creativity - which is really my specialty time. I love seeing the "spark" when my human gets that "duh, why didn't I do that" moment - then watch out!
Welcome to my blog. This is where I will reveal the magic of my Fae and their stories and share with you some of the success and pitfalls through the journey of doll making, sculpting, and other crafts that all come back to my dolls in many ways.