Early one morning you awake to
a new excitement, one you havenít felt since you were a child.
Itís going to be a beautiful day. The birds are singing, and
enticing you to follow them down a charming path. You follow,
squirrels and butterflies come out of nowhere, and then your
escort arrives. He has come to lead you to your destination; The
Land of Faery. SCREEEETCCH! No, wait a minute... thatís like
most any Disney movie thatís come out for the last 50 years!
Ok, so, you want to go to the
Land of Faery? OkÖletís begin again.
You wake up early, make
breakfasts, lunches, and get the kids off to school. You shower
and dress and grab a quick bite before heading out to work
yourself. You receive a text from your spouse; he/she wonít be
coming home tonight. Hmm, curious. You canít find your keys and
you are going to be late. Somehow, someway, you manage to drag
through your day. You are barely holding it together. Dinner,
put the kids to bedÖah, that glass of wine... You are certain
your marriage has ended. You are emotionally bankrupt. Nothing
left but a void where your heart used to be.
You find yourself wandering
down memory lane. Childhood, so simple, so free, so... then a
memory hits you, you remember being so very small, playing in
the dirt in your grandmotherís garden. There was a peace there.
You laughed, you sang, you were happyÖ really happy.
Thinking becomes clearer, and then you remember, you were not
alone, tiny laughing sounds become clearer. And familiar, yet
peculiar, lights and movement come to mind. You remember your
grandmother saying they were the "wee folk". In that moment it
all becomes so clear to you. They were no imaginary childhood
friends. They were as real as the sun rises or sets, or even
your troubles. The tears fall, you find yourself in the
in-between state of waking and sleeping. It begins.
The tiny glass-like laughing
sounds return. The joy and exuberance of childhood is once again
upon you. And lights, just out of the corner of your eye, they
are back. Then you realize they are not of this world. You fall
into the deepest sleep you can remember, and awake refreshed,
healed even. As you face your life, you know you can conquer any
challenge that dares to rear its ugly head. You've been touched
by the fae.
The preceding story is a fictional
account that is a representation of the way many experience
encounters with the fae. Itís that place of real, yet not real, the
in-between times and places that we find ourselves surrounded by
their light and love.
The fae are in no way servants to
man, in no way pets or playthings. Make no mistake, they will
express their disapproval at the first sign of any attempt to
manipulate or coerce them into a role in which you've tried to
They are healers, teachers,
caretakers, and at times nurturers. Like us, they have within them
the propensity for light and dark. They love laughter and merriment,
and cannot understand our fascination with mundane possessions. They
have a dislike for arguing and strife, and are naturally drawn to
peaceful individuals. They are defenders and protectors of the earth
and all things innocent, for it is those of a pure heart with which
they choose to communicate.
They are intelligent and cunning.
Never attempt to outwit them. You will fail miserably and you will
be shown for the fool you are. Never bargain with the fae; they are
adept, and again you will get what you deserve.
Above all, strive to be honest in
your dealings, true to your word, care for the planet, kill nothing
unless it is needed for sustenance, and be humble of spirit and pure
You are in their world, you are an
uninvited guest. Use your manners.
You may make it out far better or
far worse than when you entered The Land of the Fae.
Lady Earthsong/Everything Under the Moon