posted September 14, 2003 10:06 AM         

Now how come I never tried that with fairies?? And what might happen if I try??

All righty then -- my jury is still "out", but new evidence has been introduced that may influence the final verdict!

Note to Rue:
I have a teacher who is a powerful psychic and yogini who has worked with children for years, and she said that children have easy access to their memories of their past lives up until the age of 4 -- at that point there is a change, in vibration, development, and on the levels of chakras that closes this off for some time afterward. Depending on one's chosen karma in life, self and environment, one may choose to work at re-opening these memories later on, but it must be by choice. So, if you want to know more about your child, and help her by remembering some knowledge she has that she is naturally bound to "forget", then ask her questions up until that age!

We did this with my niece, and she was able to tell us what her purpose in life was -- she was very clear on her career, in fact! Now she's just busy being a little girl and small but growing person in life. But we will remember what she told us before she was 4.

posted September 14, 2003 05:51 PM         

Yes, I believe in fairies. I also believe in the MacLeod Fairy Flag. Have you heard of it?

posted December 17, 2003 03:27 PM         

I liked Doreen Virtue's book, although a few of the things she related sounded a bit too strange to me at first. One reveiewer at Amazon.com said, "More fairies, less Doreen!", but I like reading about people's personal experiences, so I didn't mind that it wasn't just an informational book.

posted December 18, 2003 11:22 AM         

I took this picture the evening of a big snowstorm at the beginning of December, this thread reminded me of it. the tree looks like he has a face ~ he looks like he's snoozing, as if at any moment he could give a little snore or grumble and shake the snow off his branches. I was tickled when I downloaded it, looking at it brought the whole garden alive for me again.

Merry Christmas everyone.

posted December 18, 2003 11:28 AM         

I love the picture!!!!! Merry Christmas to you and yours too

juniperb

posted February 24, 2004 02:42 AM         

Is anyone going to mock me if I tell about my faeries?

posted February 24, 2004 09:09 AM         

juniperb

posted February 24, 2004 06:19 PM         

Here goes......as a child, my only friend was of the imaginary kind (so my family said.) Her name was Crystal. She had lovely red-brown hair, green eyes, and pale pale skin that looked like it had a blue or greenish cast to it. She would appear out of nowhere, usually when I was outside, but often she would show up if I asked for her. There would appear a fuzzy haze twinkling with lights, until one would get brighter and larger....and she would appear teeny tiny, and then get bigger until she was human sized.

I say she was a she, but in reality she didn't seem male or female. We would talk and hang out, and she would show me things outside that were fun to see and do.
At the edge of the land my family owned was a little woods...we also had a creek that cut across our property, and a mini-swamp surrounding a lake. I would walk to the woods, and it was there that I found Faerie Rings.
(I think Crystal pointed them out)

So I would sit in the woods, and looking back now, I imagine I was in some sort of trance.....I would watch the faeries play. Its like an unfocusing of the eyes....the faeries would glint in the sun, and chatter to themselves, and would get me to follow them....to find pretty flowers, or a neat tree.....being that I lived on a farm, I would sneak into the milkhouse and get some of the cream that rose to the top in the milk tank, and take it out to the rings and leave it for them. Imagine trying to explain that to my parents, getting caught sneaking milk out for no reason!

The sprites that played around the creek and its little bridge werent quite as nice to me as the wood spirits tho...tricksters...they would show me where to find the baby snails in the springtime, but laughed when I got leeches all over my feet and legs.....and they always wanted me to come play by the lake, and I knew that was NOT a good idea..

I called the house faeries "brownies" because, yes, they were all brown! These ones always kind of scared me, because I didn't like the idea of them being in my house...so once again, with the milk, and my mother's baked bread, and many conversations with Crystal, her reassuring me that they wouldn't hurt me. I had the only bedroom upstairs in a HUGE house, and I could hear them giggling sometimes in the night, and would see them scampering just out of sight.
The brownies were fascinated when my brothers were born- that's where I would see them the most-around my brothers rooms.

I did become known as the person in the household that would always find lost objects, thanks to the brownies. hee hee.

When I was about 11 or 12, Crystal told me she would have to stop visiting me. Life was pretty rough at that time, and I wasn't a very happy person either. She told me it wasn't my fault, but her little people couldn't make me smile anymore, and they would all have to go away. About a year later, my folks got divorced, and I didn't live in a rural setting anymore.

Now, I go hiking alot, spend time in parks with woods, and I always look for Faery Rings. I will still leave little presents. Even if I can't see them as well as I used to, I know they are there.