*Moves the sleeping dragon with faery wings from the chair and fluffs the cushions*
"Come and stay a while, peruse my wares and have a drink of mead by my fireside ...
You will find magickal beauties, Dragon sculptures, Energised items some are beautifully spirited, they will call to you, wonderful hair wands which are attractive to wear yet practically useful for the busy spiritual person, upcycled clothing of rainbow colours for adults and children alike,"
*Dances around the room ... you will notice a multitude of wools, paints, clays and dyes mark my skin, I am mid creation... I giggle ... I am always mid creation ...*
"Come, come, see what sings to your soul, I am sure you will hear your companions song ..."
*Smiles and sits cross legged on the floor beside you, pulling up the stripy socks that are wrinkled down, adjusts crooked ponytail of multi coloured dreadlocks*
"We have love and light here, fireside mead and comfortable company, Once you have been BoJangled you are a friend not a customer ... Nods"
"I shall leave you a wee while to look over the pieces, but don't forget, If you hear the singing and can't see your piece ... Whisper in my ear, tell me your calling and I shall find where the song comes from as I create you a personal item ..."
*I dance to my own tune, beat my own drum, I live fully in the here and now, with smiles and wisdom of times gone past, entities in other realms and futures to be carved and moulded just for you ..."
Namaste ... Mamma BoJangles of Ye Olde Wyrd Shoppe :)))