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.

© Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

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 ©

Beside The Pillar of Truth

In times of ancient, you left your love letter to me upon the shore, an infinite circle, made of sand and stone; drawing me back to you in this lifetime. 

Reynisfjara Black Sand Beach, Vik, Iceland © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

In All Its Glory, The Rising Sun

I am in awe of the rising sun;  After all, it shows itself after the night sky, brimming with stars, and a moon, most bewitching 

The morning sun rising above the mountains, which I witnessed whilst road tripping from Nevada to California © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

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

Whispers

It was always you I felt in my heart

Who whispered, “You’re safe. You’ve come home.” 

I lay my head on your chest, so that I can feel your rythym 

And I whisper back, “No matter what it seemed, a love like ours could never truly come undone.” 

A flower resting, as seen in summertime, England. © 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