Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Some of us Australians

believe that Australian ancient history is very "unexplored" by the conventional historians and archeaolgists. Satellite images show that there was extensive mining all up the east coast of Queensland from Gympie to Cairns and many examples of Phonecian, Chinese, Egyptian, Celtic and other coins, statues etc have been found here. Its a brave professional who appempts to repelase these sorts of findings as extensoive as they are.

The Bradshaw Paintings in the Kimberelys have not been explained by concentional history and tribal elders explain that these are not aboriginal art be more ancient...
http://tls.timesonline.co.uk/printFriendly/0,,2180-23191-2286453-23191,00.html

and here are some other such
Awareness Quest's Dedication to Other Researchers
Val Osborn: Discoverer of a 3,000-year-old mine and harbour at Sarina on the coast of central Queensland is set to change Australian, if not world history.
here
Rex Gilroy: No one could publish anything on Australian Mysteries without mentioning Rex Gilroy. He is known for his lifelong fascination and research into all aspects of Australian unexplained mysteries and enigmas of our prehistory. Rex Gilroy dares to question the blind dogma of scientific conformity with evidence for which university text books have no answers. Rex has two books available and a new website:
Brett Green: Check out his web page
here UPDATED
Graham Walsh:
Check out Graham's web page (sorry broken link)
Paul White: Of "Maggies Farm" magazine fame will soon have his long awaited book available. Paul has also produced and directed a four part video series called "Ancient Secrets" as well as writing many facinating articles about his research which can be viewed by clicking
here
Dr Anthony G. Wheeler: Author of a report called
"Australian Pyramids". More...
Ogham Historical Society, Brisbane Queensland: A volunteer non-profit association of friendly people of good character who have an interest in ancient Irish history and the associated historical streams related to the cultures and the movement of peoples in ancient times.
More...
Greg Jeffery: Authored a
report on the 'Gympie Pyramid' theories...UPDATED
Gilbert Deam: Has compiled newspaper clippings and articles into a photocopied book called "In search of Australia's Lost Pyramids". Now he has his second compilation out called "Ancient and Mysterious Discoveries in Australia". Available from Gil at P.O.Box 167, Gympie Queensland 4570, Australia.
Martin Doutre: Ancient Celtic New Zealand

New Zealand: Integrity Research Foundation. Contact: Dr Gary Cook. gcook@compuserve.com Gary Cook and Thomas Brown have authored a book called "The Secret Land 1, People Before"
New Zealand: Ross Wiseman: Author of four books which his latest presents evidence that the first settlers of New Zealand were Phoenician navigators who arrived 2000 years ago... he can be contacted via snail mail at Discovery Press, 22 Mountain Road, Henderson Valley, Auckland 8, NZ.
There are a lot more researchers than listed.


So no wonder these faeries have a strange resemblance to some fancy ladies from ancient Egypt, with even a red headed Celt thrown in for good measure...

They've been waiting an awful long time to be able to be seen for what they really are...and they know how to wait... took me ages to even see them for the first time... had to turn the tele off first.

Friday, December 07, 2007

Why shut the curtains?

Twilight falls and the sky darkens... a thousand green things huddle and shiver. the sun has taken its gold and colour deepens. It gets darker outside. About to shut the curtains because light inside means lit up like a beacon outside...age old fears of that...primeval fears of unknown things which creep and crawl and go bump in the night...


but then just as my hand is on the curtain this bunch of light filled faeries spring up against the window pane and I have to laugh...really what is there really to fear but fear itself. I have my cans of pepper spray, a few well placed hockey sticks, a loud dog and telephones everywhere.


They smash their faces hard up against the window and the one on the end with the red and green cap is barely given a spot... I am fond of these happy faced beings who inhabit my trees and look in my windows and know when I am doubting, know when I am in danger of growing old.


I refuse to live like this...curtains shut in the summer heat...better to let in the magic of the night air this summer evening .


I can live a long life with my curtains shut against the night...or I can live a long life with them open... I choose to leave them open and the windows as well and trust the old dog to bark; trust the pepper spray to do its work if needed and just hope I am lucky for now...

Sunday, October 28, 2007

A few of these were looking in my window

just on sunset last evening. I was feeling a little lost and wondering how to get used to things after the changes this year.. missing my lovely Don but not wanting to cry again just before night time... A spark of the last ray of the sun made me turn to my window and then pull out my pens and pencils I spent the evening trying to get them as they were, but nowhere near the colours and the shine... don't have those skills yet...before I knew it it was midnight an I was so sleepy and shed nary a tear all night...



thanks to this pair of faery grief counsellors and their mates who have no training at all but commonsense and beauty, but who got me through this rough patch...

There is so much colour around my place, hidden away from town, everything seems to be rich in greens and pinks...red grevillias feed Rainbow lorikeets, Galah's look at me from the tree outside with that silly rat cunnung look I love to see...nobody's fool they just look like that... All the bush about Don nurtured and fed...have to hope the bush abouts where he is is lusher and greener and gentler...

Sunday, October 07, 2007

The Faery King bejewelled us all


with drops of the sun's tears.

He laid the pearls upon our necks


and sought to ease our fears..




The Shadow People.

Old lame Bridget doesn't hear

Fairy music in the grass

When the gloaming's on the mere

And the shadow people pass:

Never hears their slow grey feet

Coming from the village street

Just beyond the parson's wall,

Where the clover globes are sweet

And the mushroom's parasol

Opens in the moonlit rain.

Every night I hear them call

From their long and merry train.

Old lame Bridget says to me,

"It is just your fancy, child."

She cannot believe I see

Laughing faces in the wild,

Hands that twinkle in the sedge

Bowing at the water's edge

Where the finny minnows quiver,

Shaping on a blue wave's ledge

Bubble foam to sail the river.

And the sunny hands to me

Beckon ever, beckon ever.

Oh! I would be wild and free,

And with the shadow people be.

Francis Ledwidge

Monday, October 01, 2007

The Discovery
Paul Laurence Dunbar
"These are the days of elfs and fays:
Who says that with the dreams of myth,
These imps and elves disport themselves?
Ah no, along the paths of song
Do all the tiny folk belong."

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Some Spring morning faeries are hereabouts today.
The air is so fresh and cool and we are having the most wonderful spring days... the heat of summer is on its way but for now it is like heaven might be... or somewhere close to heaven.

On days like today you just can't ignore them and I know that soon I will begin to put their faces onto cards and such as Don pushed me to do before last Christmas.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Some more Coogee faeries!

Arrived in from Melbounre after visiting one daughter...and went to the eldest daughter's place in Coogee.

She was at work but left me well supplied with a bottle of Chardonnay (Kardonnay you pack of ...ahem well only Aussies will know the rest fo this phrase aka Kath and Kim)

Left me well supplied with nibblies and cheese..what a dream of daughter she is...

Left me with a drawing pad and some colours... hence the Coogee faeries...and some trashie mags...some instructions on how to operate the TV... its hi tech these days...

What a gal I raised...

When I get photos developed I will post her place...all my paintings are lined up en masse down her wall...its frightening to see them all together...

but kind of nice also....

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Some Happy face faeries who hung about today when I was feeling miserable...





Sundays are the worst for some reason... don't know why and pleased they hung about... Ali (youngest) dreamt that her dad said to her ...(in a dream) amongst other things that he was "rid of all his infections and that he felt a lot better now" a healing dream for her...I had the same after my own dad was killed when I was young... faeries, angels well wishers from life... who knows - needed and necessary that is for sure.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007


Ten days till spring and already they are at my window waiting...

Saturday, August 04, 2007

And here they are, back... smiling, bemused, aloof... not wondering is Summer comming, ...has Winter gone.

Not thinking is this last year; next year; this year.

They just are... here in the present...


The cold of winter and its sadness seems to slowly be washing away from me. I long for the warmth, which is so unlike me. The warmth means light; shorter nights and more time to look outside...


and there they are waiting for me anyway... lucky me

Sunday, July 01, 2007


The Mother Faery knows...
and she cries for us all...for the human condition...that when we love we will hurt we will grieve...but
how would our lives be if we had never known love at all?
So we go in boots an all and bare our hearts to loving someone, child, husband. mother, father sister bother, aunt, uncle friend...
because we are human and thats what being human is about...
Faces who came to visit.


When all else fails to stop the mind chatter, some happy faces at my window made me remember my colours and pencils.



Don always wanted me to start a "card" series with my "Quick Whipped Up Faeries", and he even drew up with the girls, at Christmas a plan of what I'd need to do to get started. Everything I did or tried to do he had faith in...lucky me huh?



So who am I to ignore the faces at my window, or who hand on the tree branches sparkling in the sun?

So for your pleasure and mine, the Faeries have returned.

This crew were all jostling for position and I think that they have been trying to get my attention for some time now... but I couldn't see or hear them...

Saturday, June 30, 2007

They are back... and my favourite pencils are too small to re sharpen...time to buy some new ones.


This "in my face" faery threw down a bit of a challenge to me...to get my eyes and ears open, because they are beginning to wonder if I will forget how to see them...not a chance...but needed reminding

Sunday, April 08, 2007


Faery Father.
This Faery father has a lot of stress taking care of his nine faery daughters. With dagger in one hand and infinitely replenished wine glass in the other he manages...only just to enusre that the faery line is not diminished by some earthly human gene pool...
but its a big job for him for faery girls are flirtatious and beautiful...but be warned, should any human swain (or is that swine) be successful in luring one away and falling in love with her... he is doomed to a lifetime of hauling wine casks for the faery father's glass (which is why it is so oft replenished); doomed to replenishing that huge pipe which has to be kept going day and night...and doomed to be constantly dancing out of the way of the point of that bejewelled golden dagger... ah lads is it worth the magic?

Friday, April 06, 2007


A Very Happy Easter to you all!
We here are drifting into Autumn...my favourite season...always a magic time for me...
so hope you have enough magic of your own to use as a fall back and just enjoy the time we are all in....

Tuesday, April 03, 2007


As the Easter moon comes closer
the evenings are cooler...and Autumn unfolds..my favourite time . I reflect on my life and in my reflection I see the bemused staring of a bright red haired faery...as if to say...just get on with it and don't become too self absorbed...
or not...she may not even be seeing me from her dimension.

A gaggle of Faery Girls.
This gaggle of faery girls were just a laying about on the newly cut grass in the paddock behing out house...they were as surprised as was I when we noticed each other but seeing no threat soon returned to the strangely familiar game they were playing.

Sunday, March 18, 2007


This pair of extended family faeries has sat in my drawer for some time now. One is a grandma faery and one a grand daughter faerie...some years back I say this pair sitting together on the rocks near Shelley Beach Port Macquarie...

Thursday, March 01, 2007


First Day of Autumn Faeries.
So here we are after the longest of summers, the hottest and the driest in living memory so much so that Australia wide a collective sigh was heard accross the continent when March heralded in Autumn. Where we live it will still be summer till late March and still T Shirt and jeans weather till April's end... April is glorious in Australia and May...my favourite time of the year... I just love Autumn and see it as my reward.
So I was pleased to see the first of this lot hanging off the branches in the early misting rain...RAIN. We have rain today...jut a little...and just a week after we had to buy $300 worth of water for our household tanks and it tastes of metal from the tanker...we are fussy we lucky ones with rainwater tanks...
And the faery with the big blue tear, well once I was asked and declared the blue tears were tears of wisdom...but today they might just be raindrops.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

I have figured out why faeries from down under are not all aboriginal faeries...

The faeries are connected to us by race memory and so when we see them we see the ones who are connected to us wherever we live...possibly we see them how our mind constructs them for us...so people of different races see faeries familiar and or similiar to them re clothing...but then again it could be all bull... today is so hot I feel silly enough to say anything... glad this lot are friendly enough or at least neutral. I couldn't fight my way out of a paper bag in this 4,000 degree heat.

Sunday, February 18, 2007



Each of my daughters have a pet...Melissa an old black alley type cat called Comet... this cat scares even me when I stay with her... her partner has claw marks on his thigh from where this thing has latched on..when the mood strikes...so does he. Other times he just sleeps and looks like a KING...she loves this cat but watches his pupils for "The Change"





Alison has a wonder doggie The very handsome Thorn...a lovely thick-set type red Kelpie...we are minding him right now because she has to live in a flat...up nine flights...no room for Thorn. He loves her to death and when she comes at Chriostmas he lays on the ground and cries. When she was at the worst of her illness some years back he laid quietly outside her door for months on end... only a doggie would do that... We are very fond of the old doggie with the big limp.



Just a Gathering of the little people, no doubt one has a tad of a sore head and well deserved... but for this Faerie famiily, once the wine goblet is filled, it must be drained quickly, so it will be filled again and again...so that wine goblet goes from hand to hand around the whole mob constantly... for if it is not emptied it can never be refilled and if not refilled it can never be emptied...poor faeries.

Monday, February 12, 2007


She's an odd little being... I found her a bit off putting as she regarded me, but didn't see me...may be a human reaction to other-worldliness... I drew this one ages ago and just found her a bit crumpled up in a box, the paper chewed off at the edge - had to trim it...feel like she is bemused at my slowness to recognise or remember her...but here she is...a bit of a lost faery.

Saturday, February 10, 2007


Just a face...slightly cross-eyed. Not real but fun to draw... soometimes the pencil jsut does its own thing...maybe just maybe thats the faery of the pencil...yes that'd be it... maybe they draw themselves....or whatever...

Tuesday, February 06, 2007


This "Late Summer Faery" is a bit like the rest of us... hiding from the heat in the shade of our Lemon Myrtle Tree... she didn't even look up as I passed by her. I only had a quick impression of her but she was a fine and delicate a faery as I ever did see. I could see right through her and wouldn't have noticed her at all had I not stopped next to her in the shade before going out in the sun to hang out some washing. I wonder in what dimension of the 27 known (and no doubt there are hundreds more) do faeries hang out their washing. Then again if they are not bound by the same morality laws we are...why do they need clothes and why do their clothes so closely imitate ours...?
Maybe they really are the "little" people from ages past who went into the hills and it is we who have copied their dress code...?
So are there Versace faeries? Are their K Mart faeries or Op shop faeries?

Saturday, February 03, 2007

A quiet faery


Just quietly leaning on her arm...this faery was looking at nothing in particular. She was just so still... so much like a child...like every child...I felt like giving her a big hug...but didn't because by her nature and her difference to human beings...she would disappear into a small speck of light and go back to that other dimension she feels safer in.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

The Dreamer Faery


I don't know why this faery is called The Dreamer...she came to me on a very hot afternoon...when I could hear Cicadas all round...and thanked God that inside the house we had a little airconditioning... very human ... and there she was sitting still on a large branch in the shade above the waterfall... and when she finally turned and regarded me looking out at her, I felt a wave of such compassion and understanding as if I were looking at myself... an non human self with other priorities and needs.

Fire faery having a bad hair day


This fire faery is a bit off putting and can scare some who don't understand...she exists because every element must have its faery... she's having a bit of a bad hair day...but its hot in the fire and very windy...

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Just some summer good time faeries to make you smile
Here are some "Good Times" faeries..this pair danced outside our windows on Christmas day...a smilin'... we wondered did they prise open the edges of the pressies...or loosen the corks of Moet (generously donated by my prospective son in law)...but come the day they were still there long after pressies were opened...maybe it was the faerie lights I had not taken down which attracted them...whatever. But still they dance outside our windows...and we are fortunate in their blessing....

From my ellas child blog...another faery I live with...And here he is in his full glory...Fang Mackay ...lucky to be alive Fang Mackay.He who falls out of wheelchairs daring his loyal wife (moi) to catch him and lift him aloft...sounds easy peasy in the movies... not so in real life...he went down like a bag of lead peas and just as easy to pick up ... not!but can't be too hard on him tonight... just glad to still have him in one piece

I have given up on trying to get these posts to post from Picassa in the old way. It all disappears into the blogosphere...
Here are some late Christmas faeries...they have been on my other blog since befor Christmas...but having soooo much trouble with this one...maybe the gremlins are involved...