I believe in faeries; they around us often, guiding us, teaching us and playing with us. To some people, this belief is weird and childish, but for me and my family, we are used to living with their presence. Our faeries are helpers and friends.
I've never been a neat or regimented person. Housework is a necessary evil and stacking my papers is more efficient to me than filing. I know where things are, as long nobody messes with my system. Being a bit messy is part of who I am, but it has given the faeries ample opportunity to mess me with me. I lose stuff all the time and find it later in places that I searched repeatedly (typically in plain view). If I don't need the object right then, I acknowledge the faeries are trying to teach me to be less disorderly and ask for it back. When I'm in a hurry, I beg.
In spite of having fun while annoying me (yes, I will admit that they are trying to teach me a lesson I do need to learn), these household faeries are frequently helpful. They watch over us. I have been awoken many times, just before a sick or scared child begins to cry in the night. I never feel alone, because they are here. They hear me when I speak and dance with me when I'm feeling silly.
The faeries in my life are teachers and protectors and friends. Without them, my life would be less rich and magic and inspiration would come to me less strongly. I am grateful and often amused by their presence. Invite them into your life, but remember, they'll teach you whatever lessons they think you need. You can't control them and you MUST respect them. Offer them bread, milk, honey, fruit or flowers from time to time. Keep growing things in and around your home. Talk to them. If you ask them into your home, with sincerity and openness, they will come.
I've never been a neat or regimented person. Housework is a necessary evil and stacking my papers is more efficient to me than filing. I know where things are, as long nobody messes with my system. Being a bit messy is part of who I am, but it has given the faeries ample opportunity to mess me with me. I lose stuff all the time and find it later in places that I searched repeatedly (typically in plain view). If I don't need the object right then, I acknowledge the faeries are trying to teach me to be less disorderly and ask for it back. When I'm in a hurry, I beg.
In spite of having fun while annoying me (yes, I will admit that they are trying to teach me a lesson I do need to learn), these household faeries are frequently helpful. They watch over us. I have been awoken many times, just before a sick or scared child begins to cry in the night. I never feel alone, because they are here. They hear me when I speak and dance with me when I'm feeling silly.
The faeries in my life are teachers and protectors and friends. Without them, my life would be less rich and magic and inspiration would come to me less strongly. I am grateful and often amused by their presence. Invite them into your life, but remember, they'll teach you whatever lessons they think you need. You can't control them and you MUST respect them. Offer them bread, milk, honey, fruit or flowers from time to time. Keep growing things in and around your home. Talk to them. If you ask them into your home, with sincerity and openness, they will come.
