The DJINN

The DJINN~

The Djinn takes on many monstrous forms, its most prominent is the traditions and folklore beliefs of the people of Islam faith especially of the Saharan regions in Northern Africa and some other countries of the Northern Eastern Mediterranean. 
The Islamic Tradition of these beings declared that Allah created these creatures from the Saharan wind. Tarnaushi was the first Djinn charged with controlling the rest, but the Djinns rebelled and Azazel and Iblis became their most terrifying leaders bent on leading the rest on a rampage of violence and evil against all other creations. 
The Djinns have been many different descriptions according to

their folklore and culture. They mostly take the shape of a gigantic human, but may be invisible or take other shapes , such as that of a vast and grotesque beast. They could  also take on the forms of a more beautiful or hideously deformed beast. They can shape-shift as beautiful women & when they are in this form their deception may be only that they have vertical eyes and feet of a goat or a camel. So Beware! Of these creatures in very long flowing sexy dress to hide their feet. But it is said, by the time a human gets that close to the <shape-shift beautiful

Women in this form> it will be close enough to observe this

anyway, it is usually too late to be saved.
They may be beneficial or thoroughly evil, but can never be trusted. These Djinns Creatures inhabit the desert, isolated ruins and even the ocean or waters near the coastline, rivers, or even remote islands where they may be solitary or congregate to work their terror in the community around them.
When these creatures become benevolent, they may fall in love with a human partner and have children with that

a human partner. 
their offspring or children from these unions can create children that can walk through walls, fly and age very slowly. 

The Djinns can also bring great wealth and beauty to a relationship between a human and a Djinn. There is also the plus+ if you happen to be in a relationship with a Djinn he  will bring you

fabulous possessions to those they  care for. 
To those they dislike or have been directed to harm, these creatures will bring disasters-nightmarish nightmares, tortures, and horrifying death. 

Morocco Djinns~
These Djinns have many different kinds shapes, many of which are

grotesque beasts and distorted human shapes. They inhabit dark and isolated places as well as water sources. 



These Djinns come in roughly three categories~

Earth Djinns~These Djinns dwell in drains, wash places, lavatories, cemeteries and ancient ruins. They will exact a terrible retribution if the correct procedures are not observed when disturbing their domain. 


Water Djinns~

These Djinns dwell in any source of water, such as rivers, fountains and wells. They are particularly malevolent & will entice humans into different bodies of water for their own pleasure, then kill them.





Tree Djinns~
These  Djinns will only inhabit the trees, but they do like mostly benign except the Djinns of the Fig Tree, who will incite great hatred between any humans that will take rest under them so Beware!

It is said in traditions of Egypt the Djinns are malevolent toward humans and will pelt or shower them with stones. They are rarely ever seen, for they usually travel in the whirlwinds across the desert. These Djinns will abduct women and children and threaten all with violence. Calling on the name Allah will bring protection and shooting stars are thought to be retribution sent to quell their activities. 









Phanton Guardian

Don Bosco's Phantom Guardian


A huge, grey, wolf -like phantom with a fierce protectiveness

spent almost three decades watching over a humble Turin priest.


No one know where the giant dog had come from or whom he belonged to,
but there was always one thing everyone could be sure of: When ever Father
Don Bosco was in danger, his guardian angel protector would emerge from
the shadow to pull him out of the jam.
So far as historians and other have been able to determine, Don Bosco never
requested a guardian angel or performed any ritual to summon a guardian angel
(as people of more primitive cultures have been known to do.)
But somehow the deeply-religious priest and the shaggy, ferocious-looking mastiff
stray became interlinked starting in the mid - 1800's to around 1883 ...


Could it be that the mystery stray dog was assigned to him at birth by some higher power to shield him form harm throughout his life?
It was a good match, because the determined priest worked in one of the most dangerous neighborhoods of Turin, which was in the mid-1800's was a city known for its lawlessness.
Yes Don Bosco seriously needed a tutelary spirit to look after his welfare.
Father Bosco devoted himself to helping tough street children, spending most of his walking hours rescuing them from the squalor of the slums.
Had Many Enemies
But there were certain predatory elements who made their living off these young street children and didn't appreciate the priest stripping them of their source of income. So he had many enemies.
Father Bosco dubbed his mysterious guardian angel Gerigio (the Grey One) because of his dirty grey coat. But the priest knew little else about the animal except that he was intensely loyal.
The thugs who sometimes stalked the hardworking priest through the garbage-littered streets and alleys believed Father Bosco's protector to be an avenging angel.
They were correct, because Gerigio had a fighting spirit every bit as fearsome as the archangel
Michael, the mighty leader of God's heavenly forces against the sons of darkness.


Almost Killed Thugs
In fact a couple of hoodlums who attacked the priest while he was making his rounds were
nearly killed by the dog.
Gerigio first introduced himself to Father Bosco in a most innocuous fashion. The priest was walking alone one day when he noticed the big dog following him.
After a few moments of apprehension - because of its size and probable status as a famished stray he decided to summon the ambling grey dog to his side.
Gergio patiently allowed the priest to pet him. As soon as the priest resumed his journey, the giant canine more fell in behind him and didn't leave until it had seen him safely to this door.
There is a historical record of the first time Gerigio stepped in to save Don Bosco's skin.
The encounter took place between Gerigio and street thug who ambushed the Father Bosco while he was walking home thru a tough area on an Autumn evening in 1852.
The ruffian stayed in the shadows, stalking the unsuspecting priest until they came to an especially dark area on the narrow street. He then attacked Don Bosco.
The tough holding a club over his head, preparing to strike the priest, when the huge dog charged through the Shadows. Gerigio grabbed the ruffian by the throat, throwing him to the ground.
Ran for His Life
Screaming and crying for help, the attacker struggled to his feet and ran down the cobblestone street with the fiercely growling animal in pursuit.
The dog didn't stop until Father Bosco twice called his name and commanded him to let the thug go.
After obediently returning and affectionately nuzzling the priest the dog walked the humble priest home to a nearby hostile, where he kept a room.
Gerigio patiently waited until the grateful priest walked into the building and shut the door.
It was only then, when he was certain that the priest was safely inside, that the huge animal disappeared back into the shadows.
Some months after the first rescue, Father Bosco was on another of his solitary walks when two shots were fired at him from behind a tree.
Neither of the shots struck his home, but moments later, a big man hurtled from the darkness
and began grappling with the priest.
The struggle had scarcely begun before Gerigio materialized out of nowhere and grabbed the would - be - assassin's throat.
Again the terrified man broke away and fled from the furiously snarling and snapping avenging angel.
Full-Time Bodyguard
After that second incident, everyone knew that Gerigio had appointed himself the priest's full - time bodyguard.
Whenever Father Bosco ventured outside the apt. for one of his solitary walks through the menacing slum district, he found the strange beast waiting for him.
The dog patiently escorted him to and form his destinations, always refusing to leave his side until he knew the priest was safe.
Father Bosco's protector never sought nor accepted as much as a crap of food, although he looked as pare and hungry as any of the hundreds of other strays that constantly searched through the garbage and refused of the quarter.
One of the priest's most disturbing experiences with his self-appointed guardian occurred one night when Father Bosco opened the door of his hostel and found Gerigio stretched across the threshold.
Blocked His Path
The priest bent down and gave the dog an affectionate pat on the head, then gently began to push him to the side because he was blocking the door. In response, the dog growled and bared his fangs.
The priest was as perplexed and disappointed as he was respectful of the danger of being mauled by his old friend. He had seen Gerigio snarl before, but never at him.
There was no mistaking the message, however, Gerigio was clearly determined not to allow the gentle priest to move out of the building and into the street.
Father Bosco was still trying to figure out what was wrong with his protector when a friend ran up to him and delivered a frightening message.
Enemies of the priest had set up an ambush and were planning to murder him that night.
Father Bosco's menacing animal guardian's reputation spread like wildfire. Stories began circulating about what kind a of a creature he really was.
Some of the rougher elements figured the priest's protector was a dog form the netherworld
some say he was a demon animal summoned from the darkest pits of hell.
But Father Bosco was a priest whose life was dedicated to God and to uplifting his fellow-man.
He was not a Satanist or some devilish alchemist who was likely to command the devotions of a hell-hound.
Dog's Real Identity
Father Bosco's supporters and true admirers were certain they knew the real identity of Gerigio: He was a guardian angel who had taken on an earthly form that would enable him to most readily protect the priest.
Gerigio was Don Bosco' tutelary spirit.
After a few more close calls, things quieted down for the priest, and the mystery dog dropped out of his life. Some 10 years later, Father Bosco was by himself again, walking down a spooky country road about 50 miles east of Turin, on his way to spend the night at the farm home of friends, when he thought of his old protector.
The priest had been warned that the lonely road was not a safe place to be for a solitary traveler, and he muttered half aloud: "OH, for Gerigio."
The words were barely out of his mouth before the dog bounded out of the shadows and jumped up on him, wagging his tail and licking the priest's hands.
Father Bosco was overjoyed as Gerigio accompanied him to the farm-house. Once inside, the dog curled up in a corner by himself while the priest and his hosts ate supper.
Gerigio Vanished Again
After the meal, Father Bosco gathered up some table scraps for his friend. But when he turned to carry them to the corner where Gerigio had been, the dog was gone!
That was a puzzle, because no one had opened the door and the windows were all closed.
Somehow, the Dog had disappeared from the warm kitchen as silently and completely as if he had vanished into thin air!
It was 1883 when Don Bosco saw his spirit protector for the last time.
The priest was on another of his solitary journeys, this time near the town of Bordighera on the Ligurian Sea, when he became lost.
Once more, the faithful Gerigio loomed out of the darkness, looking no older than he had 30 years earlier.
Once again, with angelic devotion, he safely guided Don Bosco to his destination for the last
time...
I hope that you enjoy the angelic story's. This is one of my favorite..
Wendy

Fairy Altar's-
You can set aside a small table top, corner dresser top, etc. For Fairy altars. On this altar you can place a basket and in the basket you could have tiny fragrance flowers [that I've mentioned before in other posts that faeries like] statutes fairies, sweet breads, herbs and sparkle items too. Make it pretty, but make it like a home as well. You could add sand at the bottom of the basket and a saucer that has water for a tiny pool for your fairy friend...Remember to always keep your fairy altars clean! You should clean them every day and change the water and the food too. A rose oil burner can be great too. Fairies like bubbles too, so when you are in your garden, [Buy one of those cheap bubble bottles (for kids)] sit in your garden and ask the fairies to join you and just blow bubbles. Watch the bubble and just relax. Don't just blow them all out for the heck of it! Smile and have fun doing it. Enjoy your garden and your surroundings, The nature around you too. Don't be nervous because there is no reason to be the fairies may sense your anxious too.
Fairy Gardens-
With your fairy gardens, you can plant the garden for them or just have a small area just for the fairies within your garden. The type of flowers that you might want to put in this garden, would be: Bluebells and Roses are two favorites of fairies. They also love water element, like a pond,waterfalls,or just a saucer place in the garden on a tall pot,rocks or piece of wood. You can crate a wonderful pool in the middle of your garden if you like- Just dig a small hole and line it. Place rocks around the edge of it. You can replenish the water each time you water your garden or add a pump system to it. It really depends how much you want to get into it. With these few changes the fairies will love your garden! Let small parts of your garden grow wild if you have the space! This means by letting it get over grown and tangled with weeding it, so the fairies can feel safe and hide in your garden. Also it can be for the wild fairies who don't like to come out as much.[But if you live in a apt. I do understand this kinda thing you can't do!because I to live in a apt. I do understand!]
Fairy Magick-
Fairies can be very helpful in Magick, as they have a lot of power and they are certainly not ignorant when it comes to using it. Fairies know a great deal of Magick and glamour themselves, so if you can get them to trust you/they can be a great help Wendy

Mermaid Heart

Mermaid’s Heart-

Flying in a sapphire sky was an eagle. It’s soft, feathery body drifting over a timeless sea. In that sea lay a massive castle, doused in ghostly light. This is where out story begins and perhaps, where it may end.

A mermaid of voting age, with lengthy copper hair, her emerald eyes dreamy sat swooning over her handsome love. He, on the other hand, kept flashing his dashing smile and talking about himself. It was not hard to see why she liked him, being smart, charming, handsome and all,but one could also see how it was not hard to dislike such a pretentious fellow. They’d met only weeks before and she’d fallen deeply in love.

“You know what Ariella?the merman asked.

“Hmm?”she replied, still wistful.

“You better be off now. Your father might notice your absence soon.

You know what will happen if he finds you gone, and of all places here…”

“Well then he mustn’t Lance, my love.” Ariella replied, cutting him off.

“Besides, “he continued, pretending not to have noticed that she had cut him off.

“Calypos and I need to talk, so…”

“CALYPSO! Why? I don’t want you talking to her, the little temptress!”

Hold your seahorses! I said talk, doll. Don’t give it another thought. Now off with you!” he informed her, flashing his dashing smile. So she left his quarters, tail flapping happily, her heart full of love, her head full of trust, to her family’s rooms in the castle. When she arrived, all was right. The lights were a bit dim, two open doors to the left showed off large, lavishly decorated bedrooms. The center room, decor similar, had a table strewn with papers. She swam to a crimson divan and lay down softy.

“ARIELLA!” a booming voice called, shaking her out of the haze. That would be her father, the Duke of Poseidon’s Castle, a powerful man under king. He swam into the room with great purpose, and looking cross, demanded, “Ariella, come here. “He motioned toward the table.

“Father? She replied sweetly, flowing to the table. “Is something wrong?”

“I promise to keep my head about this until I learn the truth! I hear you have been spending your time with that wretched merchant’s son, what’s his name…”

“Lance.”she offered.

“Yes, that’s his name. Wait a minute, you know exactly what I am talking about, don’t you!?!”

“Why father, I don’t have the faintest idea hat you’re talking about!” she said, rather offended.

“I’ll bet you don’t! I don’t know what I am going to do with you. Roaming around with that swindler. You’re a lady. When I die you’ll be a duchess. You need to choose a husband who will make a suitable duke. I want you to be happy. I want you to have love. Love for a decent man! I don’t know what to do with you. Just get our of my sight.”

The duke knew that he had to separate them in order for their love to be lost. The following day, arrangements were made for Ariella to be sent far across the sea to stay with her father’s brother, the Baron of Paradise Bay. Ariella mourned her loss of freedom and forbidden to leave the quarters, she sent a message to her love by way of a courier. In that message, she swore she’d love only him and no other. She left that evening in a chariot pulled by dolphins, across the sea, to an unknown palace and to the care of an uncle she’d never met.

The Baron was a kindly old man,but he was too busy or her and left her in the care of his adviser’s son. He was old enough to drink and spent his spare time working in the kitchens. When he saw her, he became quite smitten.

“Why hello miss. I’m Corwin, and you must be the Duke’s daughter, Ariella, “ he proposed, a twinkle in his eye.

“I am. I suppose I should be charmed?” she replied, with a tongue that bit. When she saw he was not going to reply, she spoke again. “Where are my rooms?” He didn’t reply, but gestured to the right. Her verbal lashing had been one he world remember. So he decided he would leave her be. Ariella took this as mockery of her pain and disliked the fellow. She spent her days hopelessly looking out her window at all the beautiful fish that swam and flapped in the splendor of their freedom. When Corwin spoke more than he usually did to her.

“Todday is the sixth month anniversary of your arrival.” A frail, and hollow frame of the girl he had so long ago found pretty, turned to him.

Oh, was all she replied, Thinking to herself, she realized that mourning was not longer a pastime she enjoyed. She got up, ate all the food that had been left and really looked inside herself. She decided that she had gone from a silly love sick girl to a bitter bitch, then into a pathetic sorrow. None of those people were who she wanted to be. She slowly let more and more feeling show on his daily visits, a “thankyou” here, smile there. The time came when she could not wait for his daily trips to her room. He took note in the change and began to enjoy himself with her as well.

The days that passed let the two be joined as friends. They shared meals, laughter, and time together. On one such day a joke was passed over a light breakfast. “A guy walked into a bar, “Corwin told between laughs, “And said… OUCH!” The pair could not contain themselves and giant laughs erupted from their throats. “Oh that was a good one, “ he paused in thought, “Did you hear about the ball next week?” She nodded. “I was just wondering , if well if you’re going? He smiled sheepishly.

“I don’t really like dances, Why?”she teased him with the question.

“Well, some important people are going to be there and I am on waiter duty and I thought it would be nice for you to join me, perhaps if you have no other plans…”

“Of course.” Ariella touched his hand softly and he smiled.

On the day of the ball, Ariella left her room, carefully closing the heavy door.She hummed  romantic tune while swimming down the pillared corridor.The high vaulted ceilings and many large windows overlooking the fish below reminded her of home. Turning left she came to a push-door. With  a round porthole,she shoved it open with her hip ad glided in. Bumping into Corwin.

“Oh Gosh! I’m sorry!” She bumped him again, playfully, “Oh sorry again, complete accident”He shoved her gently, by this time they we both giggling.

“Very sorry! He said.

“You two knock it off and get moving with those plates! The female ogre-looking chef shouted. Corwin winked at her. Ariella giggled as they neared the ball, and sounds of Bach flowed toward them. They put on news-anchor smiles and carried heir plates away to the hungry guests.

The room was packed with snobby mermaids and rich mermen. She smelled rich Seaweed cakes and coral flowers. Corwin picked up the empty plates and gestured for her to do the same. She  stopped and studied him, tracing with her memory his angular features and moppy straw hair.

“Ahem.” The woman whose empty plate she was taking way cleared her throat, looking irritated.Ariella noticed she had paused directly in front o the woman’s face while gazing at Corwin.

“Sorry madam,” she stuttered. Corwin raised an eyebrow at her, and motioned for her to follow him. They entered t hallway together with Ariella yammering away. She turned to him suddenly, but as she did her elbow crashed into his rib, making him drop  plate. She bent quickly down, just as he did, to brake is fall, but instead he bumped heads.

“Ow!” They echoed. They sat, both hands reached up to comfort bruised foreheads.

“Sorry…..I was going to make some sly comment,but after that performance I’ll keep my mouth shut,” she promised. Then she reached out in order to help pick up the broken glass, the same piece he had just reached for, and their hand touched.

She pulled away, only to be stopped by his…

He pulled closer ad she leaned in, staring into his deep brown eyes, she watched as he closed the, and followed suit. They kissed briefly and as they did,thoughts of Lance and the litter and the promise of true love whizzed through her mind. Suddenly, she jerked back. “I can’t, this is a mistake.”  She stood up and too down the, mad at herself and crying the same time.

“Arielllaaa…wait!” She heard somewhere behind.She didn’t stop,but began running straight for the castle’s entrance. She burst outside and swam into an empty carriage.

Take me to Poseidon’s Castle!” she ordered and was swept away. She pulled in front of the castle and fled inside. Memories kicked I and she followed it to Lance room, she opened the door, shouting,”Honey I’m home…!” She stopped dead in her tracks. His toned arm was wrapped around a lengthy blonde. The  blonde turned her head slightly and Ariella identified her immediately.

“CALYPSO?More importantly, hat are you doing Lance?” She shut up then. She thought back to the night before she left. “Calypso and I need to talk so..” he’d said.

“Wow, I must be stupid,you’ve been running around with her since we started dating,haven’t you? I just ran off a perfectly loving guy because I  felt guilty about cheating on you, and all I did was kiss him!”

“Ariella, I never promised monogamy,I mean…” He explained, s h flashed his dashing smile.

“Don’t play that smile on me. I hope you two live happily ever after before rotting I hell.”

She was smiling sweetly, but her voice was venom. She left, slamming the door.

A sense of bewilderment swept over her, and she longed for Corwin. I hope I haven’t messed things up with him, she thought. She returned to Paradise Bay, passed solemnly down the corridor and pushed opened the kitchen door. Here as, stacking dishes alone.

Tentatively, she swam to him. And touched his shoulder.

“Corwin.”she said. Looked at her and his eyes were distressed. Her own eyes were teary pleading. He moved away from her touch. She was weeping now.

“I’m so sorry, let me explain.”

“No. I loved you, and when I told you, you pushed me awaywant to talk to you, I’m busy” he turned to leave, but his voice was strained with confliction.

“I love you,” she confessed,”I knew that, but I was sent here because I thought I loved Lance. I didn’t want to hurt him. So when we kissed, I , I panicked I went  him but I guess h’s been with another girl all along, since before I came here. I never loved him.

I see that now. Don’t leave…” she begged, thinking his pivot was an escape plan.

“I’m not, I’m kissing you.”He lifted her chin n a large hand and pressed forgivingly warm lips to hers. She felt the  understanding and comforts that love lend. They left the kitchen both beaming.

Everything was right in the world. Sometimes, she figured things work in peculiar ways and life takes on a will of its own.

And so our story ends in a magical castle under the sea, with two lovebirds wed in a merry gathering. Mermaids and Mermen showered

them with blessings, and an eagle soared into the sky. Light beams danced on its back.

By Teresa Lucas

I hope you will Enjoy this post. I found this one last year, but it was mess-up with all the stuff that happened in the first of January of 2014. So I thought I would re-submitted this beautiful poem by Teresa Lucas . I have always love this one and I hope you all will Enjoy the Mermaid Heart too. loveyou all my dear friends and followers!

Your Wendy -ooo)

The Nihhus

Nihhus~

These are Water Spirits of the Traditional folklore of Germany. Nix

is derived from the old High German Word Nihhus which meanings crocodile; And at one time was vast in the fresh waters -called the Water Moster. 
These creatures still retain the monstrous element in their descriptions, but have become much more aligned to the spirit form as their folklore~

The female spirits describe as quite Beautiful women and very

seducing to the eye. This is all above the waist and having a tail of

a fish in the manner such as a mermaid as the bottom. The Nix usually always inhabits freshwater, almost never the oceans. This is one  way of separating the two. They are a malicious creature however- A  predatory, by using its beauty to entice mortal men to their doom to the depths of the waters of lakes, ponds, wells, fountains, or even rivers. These Nihhus are more of a different image than the usual image of the Nix or



Nymphs one is usually seen in the fresh water of the lakes, ponds, wells, or even fountains and rivers. These are beautiful but with green skin, sharp teeth and hair or even can be as massive as a gray water horse.
I found this Nymphs to be quite interesting and rare.. It was one of the first that I found of this type of Mermaid. I hope you all will Enjoy this legend of the Nymph/Mermaid of /Germany.. Much love to you All ... Your Wendy.-ooo)