Hey everyone and happy Friday!
As of recent, I have been getting some comments concerning a symbol that is showing up on product that I sell. I think it is so funny how quickly people can take something that they don’t understand and with such vivid imaginations conjure up an explanation on their own.
Just before Halloween I had a customer who purchased a cauldron bowl and after seeing the symbol on the bottom of the bowl asked if I was carving ancient witch symbols on my product in order to invite evil spirits into their home, or was the symbol to protect them against evil spirits? I assured her that neither was the case, but she wouldn’t believe me as her mind was set on it being an ancient witch symbol and so I let her believe it was to protect her from evil spirits and left it at that.
I want to hire some of these people to help me come up with great Halloween ideas for the future. That is the kind of creativity I am looking for.
So after I got caught up on my social media posts and realizing how many people get tripped up into all the lies and misrepresentations that are so rampant there, I thought I would make a complete explanation as to what this symbol is so that people won’t be concerned as to what it might represent.
This symbol is basically my signature that I hope you will see much more often in the future because that would mean that the stuff I make is getting out there. However, the story of how it came to be is one of those, where the truth is stranger than fiction and that is why it has become important to me.
Years ago when my kids where the same age as my grandkids are now, we had found ourselves enjoying a wonderful family camping trip. My parents had come along and they had brought their trailer to camp in and my wife and I set up our tent only a few feet from their trailer. That night after a nice warm and cozy campfire we noticed the clouds rolling in and thunder off in the distance and decided to get the kids settled in for a chilly rainy night.
My parents were in the trailer with three of my kids and my wife and I and my oldest daughter were in the tent. As the storm moved in, rains poured and lightning seemed to be totally surrounding us. It was quite the unnerving night.
What happened next takes a bit to explain, but you need to realize that it all happened in the blinking of an eye.
My daughter was asleep and my wife and I were sitting up playing a rousing round of double solitaire. Suddenly the tent was full of what I can only explain as what seemed like a million fireflies swirling around, when there was a deafening bang and everything turned a blinding white.
The next thing I knew, I opened my eyes to find that my wife had already, in the speed of the “Flash” gathered the kids and made sure they were okay. Everyone had gathered around me for some reason. I remember sitting up, completely dazed and confused. Everyone was checking me out and sure enough, I had been hit. I felt an excruciating pain and discovered a 1″ diameter hole in the back of my head. There was not much blood to speak of that I remember. I am guessing that everything was cauterized when I was struck.
It was one of those extremely fortunate moments in life where everyone ended up being okay, and I even ended up having the life long opportunity to be able to say that I have been hit with lightning and lived to tell the tale.
I was back on my feet in no time, but the hole in my head took literally months to heal. About a week after it happened, I was back at work and at this particular moment was on the phone talking to a customer when I noticed that I had subconsciously been doodling on a piece of paper throughout the conversation. Afterwards, I noticed the doodles and it struck me as being very odd as everything I doodled was the same thing over and over. so I kept the piece of paper to try and figure out what it meant.
Over the next few days I was finding the same doodles on other things such as post-its etc. Suddenly like the clicking on of a light bulb, I realized the source of this design. I had never paid any attention to it consciously until that moment, but after the lightning strike, every time I closed my eyes I saw this image behind my eye lids.
It was obvious to me that it had to have been the shape of the lightning bolt that struck that night and it had burned the image into my eyes. Kind of like when you stare at a light for a long time and close your eyes, you see a reverse of the image or something like that. The strange thing about this was that things like that last a few seconds while this was still there a week after it had happened.
I happen to have a small part of Native American blood in me and after this experience, my father gave me the name of “Mikati Wasmok” which he explained that in the Pottawatomie tribal language meant “Fights Lightning”. So from that, I adopted this symbol as my signature and have used it for years on pieces of artwork that I have created.
I don’t know if this has any connection or not, but since this experience I somehow acquired an unquenchable desire to create. I couldn’t watch TV without creating something with my hands. I started feeling that if I wasn’t creating, then I was wasting time. It didn’t matter what it was, I just had to be doing something with my hands at all times. If I wasn’t woodworking, I was sculpting or whittling or sketching. I started writing craft books and in the evenings, teaching craft classes throughout the community just to keep myself working. I started making Native American Flutes and my buddy and I started producing CD’s. If I wasn’t creating artistically then I was working in the garden. Quite frankly it was ridiculously exhausting.
Could something have happened to me that caused me to become this way when I was struck? Was it a sign of some sort? Who knows? But when I finally decided to create ElsBeth Lair, I found that everything I had been doing came together and ElsBeth Lair became a tremendous outlet for it all which brought a great peace to my soul.
Now this symbol represents my dreams coming true, which is “ElsBeth Lair”. Even though the name comes from a witch, ElsBeth Lair is the very essence of me. So you can call this symbol anything you like, a “Witch’s Symbol”, “An Ancient Runic or Druid Symbol”, “Protective Amulet”, I don’t care, but now you know what it really is. It is the signature of ElsBeth Lair, and to me it symbolizes Hope in a troubled world where even today your wildest dreams can still come true.
Whoa, hold on there! That almost just got a little sappy. We are all about Halloween for goodness sakes. So now that you know the truth about the symbol, how about if we get creative and figure out how to make it seem more Halloweenie and have some fun with it.
I’m already working on the symbol being carved into the top of a skull.