This past two weeks I have had the pleasure of working at an amazing little festival in Kent called Small World.
Small World brings together all manner of open minded creative people in an environment conducive to self healing and opening consciousness.
My first Small World experience last May was complex but exactly what it needed to be. My estranged uncle who had been running the stewards, or Happy Helpers as they are called at Small World, was unable to make it due to being diagnosed with terminal cancer. He passed away during the festival and I was given a unique opportunity to get to know him through the many beautiful people I met and learned from at Small World.
My second Small World in August last year I was driven to learn everything I could about how these amazing experiences were enabled. I worked on most of the crews and got to be a part of making the magic happen.
This spring I wanted to continue that process and was instead faced with an incredible eye opening experience. I was faced with many of my insecurities, blocks and limitations. I learnt the importance of community and the impact of my actions on others. Finding steady balance is a vital part of that and something I look forward to working on.
Among many of the highlights I had the pleasure of learning to build fires, learning a new Poi trick (threading the needle) and spending time with friends and family.
As for the music Small World hosts hundreds of the most talented musicians and artists I have had the pleasure of meeting. Quite often you will follow an amazing sound and after its all done the artists will stop and introduce themselves to one another having never met before they sat down and jammed.
Weather wise we had both blazing heat and and the most incredible lightning storms. What an amazing example of extremes in contrast together as one.
I would recomend this festival to any one who wants to meet incredible people and be a part of something wonderful while learning about community and themselves. It truly is a place to find inspiration and love.
Over the past few weeks I have had the pleasure of spending time with my eldest cousin and his family as they awaited the arrival of a new baby. With 2 girls (3rd on the way), 2 boys, 3 cats and a dog they have their hands just about full. I am grateful for the opportunity to be there to help them through this time.
I am happy to announce that the little one was born over the weekend happy and healthy. We are truly blessed.
Got to hold the latest member of the Buxton clan for the first time today.
Babies are so small. I almost forgot how tiny and fragile they were. It may sound strange but with the last baby they had about to turn 4 I just can’t believe she is so tiny get over those tiny little hands!
As much as I have loved this family time I am looking forward to getting back out there for the next adventure.
Today I was volunteering at a family fun day fundraiser in memory of Gaia Pope. I had originally signed up to do face painting but was fortunate enough to help set up and contribute towards making some of the magic happen. Funny enough I did not pa
int a single face however I did meet lots of new colourful people and got to catch up with some colours of the past.
So much goes into the planning of these events and it was nice to see every one coming together. We had games, hair wrapping, face painting, rainbows, a stall from Dark Side of the Mirror, beat boxing, poetry and much much more. As the afternoon passed there were many laughs and new insights. A wrap up at the beach with slack lines and dinosaur shaped chocolates.
All in all it has been a wonderful day.
Last night at an amazing little shop in Bournemouth called The Dark Side of the Mirror (definitely worth checking out) I had the pleasure of attending an introduction to magic. I have always been interested in both science and the mystical and this was an excellent opportunity to look into a combination of the two. I went in not knowing what to expect and was introduced to many new concepts. I have met many a friend proclaiming to be wicken, wizzard, pagan, magician and mystic of all manner on my journey and have always wanted to delve into this aspect of humanity a little further. After a brief history of magic and an in depth discussion on Crowly and various magical text I have come to the loose conclusion that there are many regimented and calculated processes in place to describe something that cannot be explained in the words of today. It was a powerful experience and I was most taken with some of the similarities between tribal spirituality and this apparently Victorian based faith of magic. Also interesting was the texts used to develop this religion have been based on ancient greek texts derived from old egyption faith. This path of knowledge transfer reflects other research I have done from a completely different angle. I look forward to learning more about these concepts without going to far down and rabbit holes.
I suppose I should start by introducing myself.
I suppose I should start by introducing myself.
My name is Lucy. I was born on Long Island and grew up in New Mexico. For the past 6 years I have been drifting across the south of England and learning as much as I can. My philosophy is that every day can be an adventure with new opportunities and lessons around every corner.
In the past few months I have kept myself busy with rock climbing, axe throwing, swimming in the sea, dancing with fire, juggling and lots of long walks. I also have started making wire wrapped jewelery and sowing. I love music and all forms of expression. Recently I have begun experimenting with song writing various instruments.
More on all of that to come..
Life is full of adventure and I can’t wait to share mine with you!