In our realm, it was the Wanderlores who kept the realm in balance. It was through their rituals that nature could coexist with the virtual, that everyday wonders could flourish side by side with the Magic, that the dark could be at peace with the bright. My mother was a Wanderlore. My sister, Poppy, was initiated into the Wanderlores’ ways when she was eight. Since my path was steeped in my father’s magical tradition, I was not formally invited to join their tribe until I turned seventeen.
In my realm, Legend spoke of a time when the Bards would come. These Bards would re-script the realm, breaking the old decorum so that a new, less oppressive decorum could take its place.
I am one of the Bards. I am the Dark Bard because I champion the mysterious, the night, the moon, the secrets of the divine feminine.
I believe the world will be a better place if we reconnect with nature, reacquaint ourselves with the quiet, reclaim the wisdom lost to time, rewild our souls that have been tamed by society’s decorum, rediscover the beauty of being not just having, resensitize ourselves to the wonders of feeling and not just existing, retrain ourselves to observe not just to see.
I believe that a lot of society’s ills can be cured, but first we must rediscover the secrets from when we weren’t just humans set apart from nature and the world around us but were truly a part of it.
We must relearn the magic of being connected to ourselves, our families, our communities and most of all the earth.
—Jellybean Reds, Creator of Little Creatures