The Land of Enchantment and Open Skies, New Mexico: draft, Nature’s Secrets

From my experiences thus far, I feel that in all the Southwestern USA, there is no greater gem than the state of New Mexico. 🦇🤠

I'd love to visit there again sometime and experience Taos, Meow Wolf in Santa Fe, the White Sands Desert (and stay overnight for the skies, the views of the white sands & the stars, and maybe some astrophotography)

I went on a solo adventure to New Mexico for about a week in 2009, and it was breathtaking and certainly a land of exploration for the super curious!!

I flew into Albuquerque one night, and rented a car first thing in the morning and drove South. I think that I took this picture along that drive. It was the first time in a long time that I'd been able to soar down an empty stretch of road, and I've never seen skies that looked this way, or that went on forever; they really do.

I remember driving with the window rolled down and with my eyes mostly on the road; by feel of hand, I took a picture of the landscape passing before my eyes and periphery as the car & I sped down the road.

I decided to stay in Roswell and explore the town's museum & research center. 📓📰📝One of the days I drove to Carlsbad to explore the Caverns. At dusk hundreds of Mexican free-tailed bats are known to fly above them! 🦇🦇🦇 And there are other wild animals who inhabit the area!! I was there on quite a rainy day, so I didn't get to see the bats, but the Caverns were incredibly beautiful.

And on the drive back to Roswell later that day, I found a pleasant surprise!! The rain had let up a bit and I realized that I was driving through what seemed to be a ghost town of the old Wild West. 🌵👻

I had to stop the car of course! I parked it somewhere and hopped out, and started walking around. There were a number of store fronts on each side of the street, and I was entranced by this bizarre one-horse town! I went over to one of the shops and looked in by the window. It was kind of dark and no one was in there. I walked down the block and found one of those fortune teller machines outside what might have once been a shop or pizza place of some sort. It was such a curious sight, and a bit creepy in the atmosphere of this place, which turned out to be a zero-horse town.

I noticed a lot of dust had collected over time on the fortune teller machine and on the hand that pops out of it! Quite possibly desert dust. I got some weird vibes, and turned around and noticed a diner or restaurant of some sort across the street. I started crossing over, and that's when I realized there weren't any lights on inside this establishment. It was early evening, and the sun was still shining some through the clouds, so it was possible that's why it wasn't brightly lit. I was about to try the door to the restaurant, when I realized it looked closed; which is when I saw the lone man inside this dimly lit diner, staring out at me from behind the door.

And that's when I crossed the street, took a last glance at the shops, and saw a Native American hand-woven dream catcher in one of the shoppe windows. I found my car parked nearby, and drove back to my hotel in Roswell. Along the way, the rain started pouring again, and the skies that night in Roswell (after supper) were a sight to behold with a dark grey cloud formation like a twister! It was like nothing I've ever seen before or since!!

TO BE CONTINUED . .

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🍃Nature's Secrets🍃

note to self: rough draft, see if I can find more New Mexico pics from 2009- sky, road, Carlsbad caverns, ghost town, Roswell, dark grey twister clouds after I finished supper at the restaurant near my hotel in Roswell.

Add some more detail about the town of Roswell and their research center; and about the beauty inside the carlsbad caverns; maybe make mention of passing signs on the road for the White Sands Desert, and learning more about it and its history, with reference to the trinity site, 1945. 😱

Wandered into The Forest: draft for 🍃Nature’s Secrets🍃 storybook


I ventured into Reinhardswald Forest at dusk, after the sun had set. Yes, I'm a little bit nuts, but I didn't go too deep inside because I was warned at the castle that at night one would lose their way.

I might have been the only person in that area of the forest at the time, my heart thumping chills down my spine, yet I felt the peaceful presence and connection with nature all around.

And unlike Hansel or Gretel, (which I found a copy of the little storybook to read at the castle during that evening's supper), I hadn't brought my roll of bread, to drop a trail of breadcrumbs.

I was also told that the wild boars come out after dark, (some of whom had wild piglets that spring) and sadly, local hunters arrive after midnight with their guns, so I headed out of the forest and to my car a bit after 10 o'clock, and arrived safely back at the castle, which was now illuminated with lanterns.

note to self: this photo of the castle lit up is from around dusk, when I was heading to the forest. check through all the pix to see if there are any of the castle illuminated on the night sky, when I returned from the forest later that night.

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The Curious Wanderer

I wander the Earth, a curious being; enchanted by the skies and the trees and what each season brings. 

I’m on my journey through this curious world, and I know that I’ll always treasure and respect my solitude; 

And what’s also true is that I hope the day will come where we can enjoy the experiences of each season together, side by side; cause to me, you felt like home. ✨


Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography, an excerpt from the Nature’s Secrets storybook collection ©

Natures Secrets: Update

An update here: 

I’m continuing to study folklore, with emphasis on Iceland, England, and Germany, from last summer’s travels. I’ve also been developing an interest in French, Japanese, and Dutch folklore, and hope to be able to explore these lands in person someday soon. 

The storybook I’m working on, Nature’s Secrets, will be pairing stories with my photographs, illustrations from the places I’ve visited, and what I’ve learned of the folklore of the regions, surrounding the mysteries of nature. 

While going through my photographs, this picture I took of Glastonbury Abbey inspired me to write a short story. I just wonder, when things come together for the storybook and I sort it out, whether this story will belong somewhere in the book. However it works out, I adore this picture and the short story it inspired was exciting to write. And somehow, a penny farthing has popped up in the story! 

Glastonbury, the Abbey 🕸🦇 © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

Is Dog a Hidden Man’s Best Friend?

At the Elf School in Reykjavik, we received a guest one afternoon. An older gentleman, he was a seer- of Elves, of Huldufolk (hidden people), and of the dead.  He spent about an hour with us, graciously answering our questions, while the school’s headmaster translated back and forth.

You see, this seer’s incredible gift was both a blessing and a curse. To be aware, always, of other beings; other dimensions which most people could scarcely imagine. But too much sight could overwhelm the mind. Can you picture yourself sitting in a classroom, focusing on your academics, while everywhere you turn you see ghost spirits? As a boy of eleven, he had to leave school behind. In Iceland in those days, they taught English as a third language (after Icelandic and Danish) in schools starting at age twelve. For this seer, it meant that he would need the assistance of a translator in order to share many of his experiences, as he went on to work with Iceland’s Paranormal Society.

During our Q & A session with him at the Elf School, the 21 of us were as curious as could be. I remember asking him if the hidden people needed clairvoyant abilities in order to see us, or if all were able to naturally. I also asked about various aspects of the hidden people’s culture, with one question being, have you ever seen one walking with a dog? Do they live with dogs, cats, and other animals as we do? He answered that he had never seen them together, though he couldn’t rule out any relationship with dogs and such.

That night after class, I made my way to the Elf capital of Iceland, Hafnarjordur. I went off exploring Hellisgurdi Park, which is said to have quite a few Elves in residence. Upon entering the park, I noticed this curious sign– “Elf Circle, elves next 6 km.” Above it was a sign stating, “NO DOGS.”

It’s funny how the Universe can provide us with the answers we seek, hidden in plain sight. As it turns out, a dog may be man’s best friend, but not an elf’s!

You can find out who is an elf’s best friend in my storybook. As it’s being developed, you can follow along here and on my new Facebook page, Nature’s Secrets. 

http://www.facebook.com/TheNewAncientFolklore 

Thank you for your support! ❤️ 

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NO DOGS ALLOWED on Elf Circle! This sign is posted at the beginning of the path in Hellisgurdi Park in Hafnarjordur, which happens to be the Elf capital of Iceland. © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

Storybook Project

Hello there! An update on the series of photo stories I’ve been posting —

I have spent the summer traveling, and exploring like a creature the dark and enchanting forests of England and Germany; while studying folklore along the fairy tale road of the Brothers Grimm, and attending class in the Elf School of Iceland.

I took many photographs along this journey, each one in themselves telling a story of a landscape rich in nature’s secrets, and inspiring the imagination.

My desire is to blur the lines of photography and literature in this story book which I am creating, each illuminating the other; and all brought to life by these travels.

Please stay tuned!

Wandering after dusk into Reinhardswald Forest in Germany. . © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography