Snow, to me, is magickal. There’s something mysterious and enchanted about the way it looks, feels, falls, tickles your nose with crystalline snowflakes, and drapes the Earth with a blanket of refreshing purity. It creates a white wonderland that makes you believe in Jack Frost and his mischievous ways – especially when you stumble upon unusual snow creations, frosted trees and stones, and hand sculpted icicles. You can almost feel him lurking in the dense forest that closes behind you.
Yesterday morning we woke to an overnight enchanted white forest from our first snow storm. There was about eight inches after a continued morning fall and much more at the tops of the mountains. Everything draped in white was a sure sign Jack Frost had whistled his song of Winter through the Autumn painted trees that have been quickly letting the wind put them to Earth slumber.
I’m like a little kid on Christmas every time I see snow and run around from window to window to take all the beauty in. There’s nothing like spending a cozy morning by the fireplace watching the snow and enjoying a vegan latte and my homemade muffins with the fur babies and Dave.
It’s like Christmas everyday. And it’s so good for the environment to get all the moisture we and nature need. I hope this is a good snow year.
Having grown up in southern California where weather was year-round moderate, living in the mountains with the four seasons is such a gift to me and nurtures my Faery heart. I’m a Winter baby, born in February, and until I moved to the mountains I didn’t know what that truly meant.
Of course we decided to immerse in the beautiful stillness and grace of wandering powdered forests with our first snow shoeing adventure of the season.
It was as if Jack Frost set it all up with us in mind, as the mountain top vistas were full of mystery and shifting light, and the dense forests would drape around us with snowy arms that kissed my skin. It was all so silent you could only hear the song of the mountain chickadees and the tiny tussle of snow from the Unseens.
Each new terrain we looked out over and journeyed through was ethereal and dreamy…and yet it was all so very tangible by every one of the senses.
Wandering a snow-covered mountain through forests and meadows is enough to make you believe that magick is real.
And to add to the surreal made real, were the above experiences I caught on video of chickadee magick.
I’ve shared before about the gifts they have given me in being able to commune with them so close. They always fly around me when I’m in their presence and talking to them and they often visit me when I’m working in the garden – even briefly landing on my shoulder. There’s something so beautiful in feeling their fragile wild touch. It’s what my Faery heart is made of.
I normally haven’t been able to capture this experience, but yesterday was unique, as you can see in the videos. I wasn’t feeding them, nor had food on me because I never feed wild animals, but look how playful, curious and brave they are.
Mountain chickadees have become so special to me, living here, and I love their bold, spunky and sweet, innocent essence around me when I’m in the garden and out in the forest. They are very social and playful, filled with joy, and although tiny and fragile in appearance, they are tough and adaptable to the harshest of cold winter elements. Many believe them to bring good fortune and to be keepers of wisdom. I love their sweet songs that remind us that beauty and riches are found in the simplest of things and that hope and love is worthy of always nurturing and believing in.
I hope you enjoy their purity and the magick of these moments that nurture the heart to believe and encourage continued hope.
I find that the incredible and unbelievable are happening more and more these days and refuse to keep hidden any longer for any of us.
Our best snow day of the season was yesterday, which is also our first time being able to snow shoe in our forest portal backyard due to the amount of snow here at our 6600 elevation level. It was my favorite day so far this winter. So grateful to have all this magick outside our door and mostly all to ourselves, as we were creating fresh tracks 90% of the time. Fresh powder up to two plus feet deep in some places, with bridges, creeks, portals, wise tree spirits, and more enchantment around every corner. What a work out too when you’re in such deep snow, plus snow shoeing is usually two to three times more the effort.
It continues to snow so we’re looking at maybe doubling our snow depth at this rate and will be snow shoeing all weekend. This morning I woke to find another foot plus of snow. It’s supposed to continue snowing through today and maybe some tomorrow and then again the weekend we get back home from our Arizona trip. Seems like we’re being gifted snow before and after we return. Yay!
I may look cold and seem all bundled up, but truth be told I was one hot faery. Although I only had one thin sweater and one pair of thin leggings on under my jacket, I literally was sweating profusely and wishing I was in a tank and shorts. If I’m not moving I’m cold, but the second I do, watch out! It’s like an inferno within. LOL! In fact, my hands and feet will be warm, even if they are exposed or get wet. I had to remove my gloves to help breathe a bit and would have removed more if I had somewhere to put it all. If not for the beauty and snowflakes falling all around me, I would have been focused more on how uncomfortably hot I was.
A friend mentioned it’s because I’m exerting extra effort with flapping wings too, making it magick exercise. I like that. 😉
Dave is the complete opposite. He is freezing all the time, and all layered up. He can’t understand how I get so hot and can basically be wearing little to nothing in the cold temperatures. We’re like yin and yang in this respect, but I have more yang and he has more yin. I think it’s my Mars energy.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this winter wonderland in our enchanted Forest Portal here.
Yesterday the snow called and we headed off on a snow shoeing adventure in the deep, fresh powder along Taylor Creek in South Lake Tahoe.
No footprints had yet to touch this winter wonderland and the only signs of life were the trees bowing to the presence of the snow, the creek rolling swiftly by and spiraling over rock beings that welcomed the water’s caress, crystals sparkling in the white blankets all around, and a wood pecker who was intuiting where to create a portal in the tree he had chosen.
This stillness was loud and the solitude was welcoming.
Incredible surrealism enveloped this enchanted realm, as we made our own path through the magickal forest and over an arm of the creek, traversing a tree limb packed with snow that provided a bridge to the “other side”.
It was there, off path a bit, that a lone giant caught my eye. I veered off the path I’d been following behind Dave, as it beckoned me closer, which meant making my way through thigh high snow.
After getting about half way, I noticed Dave was far ahead and knew I should catch up, so I told the tree I would be back.
We stopped where the wood pecker showed up at the foot of a tree, feeling that was the place to turn around and so we made our way back and I told Dave we needed to return to the magick tree I’d found, as I promised.
This time I went the whole way, hearing the tree call me to step inside. Once reaching the tree I discovered there was a deep hole to step down into, as the snow had piled up outside of it. So in I stepped without hesitation, knowing this is what it had desired.
Dave captured the journey within this portal, along with many little orbs that filled the inside of the tree, with one larger one showing up.
Some almost look like snow, they are so white. And yet it was not snowing and I was inside the dark shelter of this giant.
If you peer closely you can see all of these tiny orbs moving around inside from frame to frame, from top to bottom of the portal, all around me, some on me, and then the much larger one above me.
This is why the tree beckoned, for my Faery friends and the Nature Spirits awaited.
There are whispers of magick everywhere, if you listen.
This week has been full of beautiful snow time and family visits, coming full closure today.
There’s something about snow that just takes me to a pure place of being…both connecting to my inner child and the inner mystic.
It’s been a fun week and I will miss my family, as it’s also been a quick visit due to proximity of our out-of-snow campground needs without a winterized RV. I will definitely be returning to spend more time with my parents and brother.
There’s been a lot of big shifts for both families and the dynamics that are playing out now, versus the past. Powerful stuff to both experience and witness in reflection.
It’s also been very supportive for my own life transitions right now in seeing the reflections of my changes being mirrored before me and receiving Nature’s guidance and love for what is in my heart that I must follow.
Here are some photos from our snow shoeing and skiing time spent in the winter wonderland of Heavenly Ski Resort in South Lake Tahoe, Kirkwood Ski Resort, and Silver Lake, just South of Kirkwood.
Winter has definitely become my playground over the years, as I’ve truly embraced the season’s gifts of which I was born in.
Snow provokes responses that reach right back to childhood. ~Andy Goldsworthy
The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found? ~J.B. Priestly
A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky, unbidden, and seems like a thing of wonder. ~Susan Orlean
There is nothing in the world more beautiful than the forest clothed to its very hollows in snow. It is the still ecstasy of nature, wherein every spray, every blade of grass, every spire of reed, every intricacy of twig, is clad with radiance. ~William Sharp
Farewell for now magickal winter wonderland! Grateful for your clarity and heart connection.
Yesterday we ventured over to Squaw Valley Ski Resort area to go snow shoeing at Shirley Canyon. And although many people were skiing, snow shoeing was only for the adventurous.
We only came across one other couple the entire time we journeyed up the canyon, due to snow pack conditions that warned of equipment being necessary, which we had.
So it was just us, the mountain, the trees, the flowing water, the snow, ice, and sky, and a lot of forest spirits, Faeries, and snow bunnies!
It couldn’t have been a more picturesque day though…solitude and serenity abound.
It was extremely magickal as we crossed over brooks, came upon little waterfalls, discovered snow bunny tracks near the top where we turned around after the tracks ending – all along following the flow of the water in the canyon, on our way up and back down.
The skies opened to powder blue with the sun illuminating the snow covered peaks.
And then it started to snow as we neared the bottom – perfect timing.
I even made a snow Faery (some call it a snow angel) at the top, which I later discovered upon returning home, how amazingly synchronous and aligned that was.
Facebook does this thing where they show you posts you’ve shared on that same day, but a different year. And on this particular day – yesterday – I had shared a post and photo from three years ago to the day of me up at Tahoe Meadows (about an hour from where I was yesterday) making a snow Faery on our snow shoeing adventure.
Only difference was in that one I kept my snow shoes on and yesterday I took them off, but the funny thing was that I had even mentioned to Dave yesterday that the last time I did this I kept them on and then here pops up the photo to prove it, which happened to be on the same day in 2013.
Making snow Faeries through the time portal!
And this morning I woke up to a few inches of snow surrounding the Magick Bus and it was just beautiful with the warm glow of inside light and warm coziness set against the morning light just illuminating the chilly snow covered landscape that draped a white blanket around us.
I can’t get enough of just sitting here taking it all in.
I hope you enjoy the winter beauty from my Faery heart to yours.
“You can decide to stop being affected by the outer world and, instead, to affect the world around you with your peace. Inner peace comes from within, not from without.” ~Orin through Sanaya Roman