Illustrations of an Elephant Hawk Moth & Broad Bordered Bee Hawk Moth.
I’ve spent the last two months living in a tree house surrounded by
jungle and fireflies and an orchestra of frogs singing crooked lullaby’s
to the skies to send the thunderstorms to sleep. I lived with a goddess
who wore a dress made of forests and with eyes so deep like worlds
within world within worlds. And whose name reminded me of trinkets and
raindrops. A hummingbird dances around her heart when she smiles. We laughed.
We cried. We had morning tea together and turned the pan black by
accidentally burning the rice in our cupboard-like kitchen that we
shared with a friendly gecko.
I managed to convince new friends on the yoga teacher training that I
am indeed a mermaid and that my sea coloured dress morphs into a tail at
night and that the fireflies following me turn into silverfish that
swim in the air and circle around me when the moon is fat. When I sleep I
am taken back to the ocean by a humpback whale who navigates the way
with a lantern and her brass compass.