Thursday, March 01, 2012

Do Fairies Really Exist?

A long, long time ago, when "The Gods Are Bored" was very, very young, I wrote a post about the existence of fairies. I suggested that some fairies could be accounted for by legends of "little people" who lived on the edges of civilization. Skeletons of diminutive humans have been found on islands and such. In my unproven-yet-credible opinion, Great Britain probably had a race of "little people" somewhere in its forests.

"Little people" are not the same thing as fairies.

Fairies exist in another realm, a dimension that we can see only with the sixth sense. If your psychic powers are heightened, or if you are very open to the notion that there are fields and plains that humans aren't programmed to see (at this time in evolution), you will experience faerie.

Some children have a heightened psychic sense, to such an extent that it makes me believe in reincarnation. I myself had out-of-body experiences when I was young. And I saw fairies.

The fairies I saw didn't even look human. They looked like a combination of dog and deer, with frontal eyes, pointy ears, and bristly fur. Their teeth were like deer teeth and their heads were shaped like deer heads. They were the size of full-grown humans, but they could make themselves smaller if they wanted to.

Now, you can call me an imaginative youngster if you like, but when I opened The Notebooks of Brian Froud (you can get it from Amazon), I found the very creature I had played with when I was a kid, right there drawn by Brian in the book! I knew immediately that I was looking at a portrait of my fairy friend. Again, let me say that not all fairies have human forms. Some look like creatures. It's a whole world out there, my friends. We just can't see it.

My father met my husband's grandmother one time. I assure you that they did not talk about fairies. And yet both of them, on their deathbeds, described red-headed "children" standing in the doorway and beckoning to them. In my father's case, he identified the being as "Peter Pan." In Grandma-in-law's case, she saw a red-headed little girl who asked her to "come along." She said she wasn't ready. Within a week she died.

As we step off this plain and onto another, the fairies become more clear to us. You don't necessarily have to be dying, but if you're not dying you have to be open to all possibilities. Fairies can be scary. Proceed with caution.

To those of you reading the May 5, 2005 post and asking me to help you find fairies, all I can say is, try to remember your deepest childhood to see if you have some memory of them already. If so, concentrate on that memory. If not, spend some time in the most cluttered room in your house, telling jokes and riddles. This is what They like. Oh yes, the woods are fine and dandy, but you don't have to sit by a stream. The fairies are amongst us. They are in us, in our memories and in the sections of our brains that we don't use yet.

To those of you reading the May 5, 2005 post and asking me what I'm smoking and where you can get some ... nothing, and I have no idea. Bite me.

To those of you who believe in God and not fairies, how the heck do you explain those seraphim? Just asking.

10 comments:

Jennifer said...

I've seen them a few times. Heck, one time during a ritual I saw a Marshwiggle (yup, straight outta Narnia, six foot tall, looked just like the books) hanging out watching. I figured as long as he was just watching, he could keep it up. Nobody else noticed, interestingly enough.

I also saw an earring of mine being yanked into thin air and disappear in front of my face. I was extremely pissed at that one--the nerve! And I was sleeping in a rarely-used trailer that night-- who knew fairies would find this an appealing location to hang out in.

They're strange little boogers.

Alex Pendragon said...

C'mon, Anne, you are an intelligent human being, and should know that there can't possibly be such things as fairies, no more than bigfoot, or the Loch Ness Monster! That is just silly.

What you might have seen was probably a leprechaun........

Anonymous said...

I saw a unicorn once. I don't remember any fairies. but, then, I don't remember much....
--Kim

Lavanah said...

I got to hold a salamander once-a fire elemental, not a relative of a newt. While it was a most amazing experience, it was also very painful to my hands.

BellaDonna said...

A friend I had once who was from Ireland DID believe in fairies, but she wouldn't actually say so to me; I just knew she did by the look on her face when I asked.

I've never been sure if I believed in fairies or not. But I put a fairy ring in my community garden plot anyway, and when I finally got my own garden, I moved it there and put up a sparkly fairy wishing strand on the tree right over it. And almost immediately, a tiny mushroom grew... just inside the ring. I'm just saying...

Miss Pettey said...

I absolutely adore the fae <3 I'm so thankful you wrote about this. I'm so glad there are some Pagans who are not afraid to admit they believe in Faeries ;)

Miss Pettey said...

By the way Jennifer, I've had many things disappear right before my eyes. This is usually a mistake, the Fae (I believe) aren't really allowed to let that sort of stuff happen often, but sometimes they slip up and we end up seeing their tricks ;)

The Fluff Master said...

Brian Froud....brilliant illustrator. I love this post, as I do most of your writings, but I love fairies (faeries) and believe in their existence - in some realm other than our own :) Thank you for sharing :)

Anonymous said...

I remember visiting a garden that was open to the public and sensing a lot of, well, faeries rushing towards me, glad that I *knew* they were there.

Have never experienced anything like that since, but will always remember it.

shel said...

I'm not sure whether or not I believe in fairies, but I know better than to ever rule anything out. What I found interesting was your reference to red hair. When my daughter was a toddler, she had "red-headed friends" with whom she'd laugh & play. Imaginary friends, spirits, or fairies ... who knows? But, they made my daughter happy.