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This tale begins on a cold January day in 2010 at a boatyard on the banks of the Chesapeake Bay in southern Virginia. It was cloudy, the wind was howling out of the northeast carrying a nasty sting, the lines on sailboats beating out a cadence against their masts as I made my last stroll through the boatyard that I called home. I was just given the news moments before, that my days as a boat builder had come to an end. The economic “Davie Jones’ Locker” pulled another soul into its deep dark depths. In the days and weeks following, I found myself immersed in thoughts of sadness, laughter, fear and frustration and then finally the big question reared its ugly head. As the word’s “Oh S#%&! What do I do now?,” so eloquently flowed from my mouth, I realized that this was a blessing in disguise.

So at that point the journey had begun. I had more than several conversations with a…

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This tale begins on a cold January day in 2010 at a boatyard on the banks of the Chesapeake Bay in southern Virginia. It was cloudy, the wind was howling out of the northeast carrying a nasty sting, the lines on sailboats beating out a cadence against their masts as I made my last stroll through the boatyard that I called home. I was just given the news moments before, that my days as a boat builder had come to an end. The economic “Davie Jones’ Locker” pulled another soul into its deep dark depths. In the days and weeks following, I found myself immersed in thoughts of sadness, laughter, fear and frustration and then finally the big question reared its ugly head. As the word’s “Oh S#%&! What do I do now?,” so eloquently flowed from my mouth, I realized that this was a blessing in disguise.

So at that point the journey had begun. I had more than several conversations with a good friend regarding different ideas in relation to making something in my woodshop that I could share with the world. One of the classes that my friend teaches is how to make miniature faerie gardens. Now I’ve always been fascinated by the Wee Folk and their realm; many ideas were kicked around. And then the word was spoken, and that word was “Faerie Doors.”

I didn’t want to make faerie doors just for the sake of making faerie doors. So I started reading and doing a lot more research, and let me tell you, the more I read, the more I realized how the Fae are a perfect representation of bringing life “full circle.” How everything is related to the other, how much a part we are of their world and they in ours. So from my reading and research I’ve tried to make and incorporate into these little portals, aspects that touch on a deeper level, for example, the names of the doors and the essence of the magick they bring. Hopefully they touch within you the child that seems to be forgotten in everyday life and bring a glimmer of hope and wonderment as we all take a spin on this big blue planet.

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The FaeKeeper

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