Due to everything explained in the previous Disconnection/Reconnection series of posts, I have plans for this month’s Harvest Moon which is only a few days away. The plans showed up during the September new moon and I decided to nurture them. Of course, as it is with this sort of thing, over the past two weeks things have been speeding up and, yeah, I’m terrified.
What started as a simple re-connection has taken on a life of it’s own, pushing me forward into deeper and deeper water. It’s also bringing with it a fair amount of clarity and change. Not a bit of it is bad.
So, if it’s not bad then why am I terrified?
Because of bad habits and, well, THIS GUY!
This is G. Hobyah. He lives in the Faeries Oracle deck. Well, he hangs out there. I’m not sure where he lives but I imagine it’s several different places; under your bed, in your closet, under the stairs and around dark corners. As penned by the wonderful Jessica Macbeth and painted by the as-wonderful Brian Froud, he is the faery of unrealistic fears, of being frightened by things that are not really there whether they be boogeymen in the shadows, an intimidating person walking behind you or a stern boss who doesn’t say much.
Although he is quite frightening, G. Hobyah has a job and that job is to help you find your spine and your common sense. Once he’s done that he would much rather sit down with you with a pint and watch a horror movie then go through the exhausting process of scaring you all day for weeks on end. However, if you don’t know this or if he comes at you sideways with a mask on, it can be absolutely terrifying. He is, after all, very, very good at his job. Well, it’s an artform, really. Regardless, he’s an expert at it.
Thankfully, he showed up in a reading this morning that I was doing for the #theoctobertarot challenge over on Instagram care of @Lionhearts. Ol’ G. Hobyah was kind enough to step out of the shadows, pull down his mask and wave at me as my Shadow Mentor for the month of October and letting me know he’s been behind a lot of my fears over the past few weeks. I don’t think I could have found a better fey for the job.
Did you ever have a moment as a child when you were scared by a family member wearing a mask? A nice uncle or aunt, a loving sibling, or perhaps a parent jumped out with a monster mask and you nearly wet yourself? Then, they are kind enough to pull the mask off to show you that it’s nothing really to fear? Yeah, that’s what happened when I pulled the card.
“Oh, G. Hobyah! It’s only you!!” I said while laughing in my wet pants.
I’m pretty sure he put a finger to his raspy, gnarled lips, “Shhhh, don’t tell anyone,” he hissed with a wink and then slowly put the mask of The Thing That Is Scaring The Beejeebus Out Of Me back on. I’m pretty sure he was just giving me a break because I was getting cold feet on my plans.
I’ll be announcing things here later in the week. I’m getting more excited by the day.
And keep a sideways eye open for G. Hobyah.
I’ve heard that this month is one of his favorites.