No, I have never seen a fairy, an angel, nor any other type of a spirit guide. But I swear there are times I think that if I spun around fast enough they’d be sitting there snickering at me. Today’s one of those days. Quite often, I sit up late at night working too many nights in a row. I also have a two year old bouncing off the walls first thing every morning. The combination means I am pretty much doomed to episodes of sleep deprivation every time my inner workaholic takes over. Not a big deal in and of itself, because all things come into balance and I’ll end up spending a day or two lounging around doing a whole lot of nothing. Today was supposed to be one of those days. I went to bed giving myself guiltless permission to sleep in as long as I like. My teenagers had already offered to hang out watching cartoons with the little one for me. But then those wee folk decided that I had something far more important to do today. Bright and early before anyone else was awake, I was woken up by a persistent little voice telling me to write about fairies today. “Okay great, but I’ll do it later after I sleep in a couple more hours.” No, you’re going to do it now! And so the nagging began.
I had thought we’d just sit here at the computer and they’d start babbling about something or other and I could just channel something from that higher realm that seems to only open up by invitation and never by my own insistence nor with any real regard to my own deadlines and work schedules. No, they wanted me to come up with something on my own. “Go ahead, tell them your own opinions and understanding about fairies.” So, I spent about five hours today going through other people’s websites about fairies to try and find my own opinion. Don’t ask me to explain why I do things like that. Mostly, all it did was reconfirm that I really love Amy Brown’s work and I would love to have her completely redraw the picture of a fairy taking the leap of faith that’s on my home page. I also remembered a lot of the reasons that I’ve drawn some parallels in my own mind between angels, fairies, aliens, and spirit guides.
Here’s an interesting explanation that I kept coming across today. I’ve had a long time love affair with fairies and am kind of surprised I never read this before. The story basically goes like this…. When the Proud Angel was leaving heaven and the other angels were following him out, Michael called out in a panic pointing out to The Father that all of heaven was quickly emptying. The Father demanded that the gates to heaven and to hell both be closed and locked immediately. It was done. He then declared that whoever was in was in and whoever was out was out. Those angels who had left heaven but who had not quite made it to hell yet were stuck here on earth and had to find residence in the hills, trees, and lakes.
Okay, so that could explain why I can’t tell the difference between angels and fairies. But the question that I have is why were the angels leaving so fast that The Father literally had to lock the last of the angels in? Doesn’t make it sound like the angels in heaven are there by choice does it? Weird story compared to the biblical teachings. But then again, it’s out of the Celtic regions and I suppose that’s what happens when you combine Pagan beliefs with Christian stories.
Another piece that I found very interesting was written by a psychologist in England in a chat forum. He did not believe in fairies at all and was pointing out how the ancient stories about fairies have incredible similarities to the modern stories about aliens. They both are known for abductions. They are both known for seducing and/or forcing sexual relationships to strengthen their own weak genetic lines. They are both known for stealing and swapping babies. They are both magical and levitate or fly. They are both green or gray. They are both shy and refuse to be photographed. They both disappear if you blink. There is no tangible scientific proof for either after thousands of sightings. They are both either short and ugly or tall and beautiful. They both are heard through telepathy rather than seen most of the time. They both have two different types – the good and helpful ones and the bad and evil ones. Guess what else… the beautiful ones are the good ones and the ugly ones are the bad ones regardless of describing aliens or fairies.
Now, compare what we know of the fairies and aliens to what we know of angels. Same thing. There are beautiful ones that are helping us and there are evil ones trying to have sex with us. Regardless of which word you use, little gray aliens, ugly little fairies, or the fallen angels – they all are visually hideous, greedy, selfish, rapists, child stealers, abductors, and just plain creepy. While the attractive aliens, angels, and beautiful fairies are all helpful, guardians, light, loving, healing, musical, artistic, sexually innocent, and spiritually wise.
For me, it’s all the same. It’s just a matter of which words and stories you like best. There have always been stories of good spirits and bad spirits. We often feel their presence and can even hear them speaking to us telepathically sometimes, but don’t quite catch a glimpse of them. I’ve also noticed that you can definitely tell which kind of energy they resonate with, good or evil. When they come to visit with you, you are surrounded in either love and lightness or something dark and heavy. I call the good guys angels and fairies.
Copyright 2004, Skye Thomas, Tomorrow’s Edge