She had the instructions…but where to begin?
She felt different now, invigorated, excited, even hopeful for a change. She trusted in herself, and decided this was the path which she was meant to take. The path of happiness. For once in her life she had a deity she believed in, she felt it in her core. She was not afraid to be herself anymore, to show the world the fun-loving, frisky faun she had always hid for fear of sneers and stereotypes. She had always had something inside of her, something she wasn’t quite sure what to call, now she knew. The Frisky Faun was more than a fantasy, it was a part of what made her…her. She just hadn’t known how to show the world before, or perhaps she was too afraid.
The Frisky Faun was the path that was meant to free her, she was sure of it. She wanted to continue delving into her spiritual side, with Cernunnos by her side every step of the way. She wanted to bring happiness to everyone around her. One of the guides had mentioned she must fill her own cup before filling others, but filling others’ cups with joy is what filled hers up. The Frisky Faun was joyous, care-free, and kind. She danced, played the tin whistle, and brought smiles to everyone she met. She decided to start on this path and made decisions based on what would bring her happiness. She searched the far reaches of the world for wares that brought a smile to her face, so that she could bring them back and share them with everyone around her.
She dove headfirst into this endeavor, and there was no looking back. The Frisky Faun was born and came out running. She was determined and had a vision of what she needed to do. Why start small? She was heading straight for the big time. Her debut to the world would be at a four-day pagan festival for Beltaine, she decided. She was ready to dance. For the first time in her life, she was not only absolutely sure of what she was doing, but where she was heading as well.