sagitarian
A few weeks ago, I went to go stay with my sister (Alissa) as we live in different states. The room that I stayed in is her craft room, and there are many posts from Alissa stating how her craft room is the room that was taken over by faeries. It truly is a beautiful room, filled with beautiful paintings on the wall, trinquets that are reminiscent of her past, beautifully decorated canisters (thinking of the lunch box that has the symbol Om on it, that you used to use for your henna), 3-4 notebooks filled with henna art work, both drawings and photographs of Alissa's work. There's also a book shelf that contains several legendary books of fantasy, art, and romance, as well as family photo albums. The bed that's in this room is the most softest of beds, you feel like your sleeping in clouds, I swear. It really is no wonder why the faeries took over that room.
My first night there, I believe they just rummaged through my belongings to check me out. Of course, my own faeries (at least the traveling sort) came with me and I'm sure they all made friends rather quickly. I didn't notice too much activity, and slept with ease the first night.
My second night there, I turned into a bed after a fun filled evening of seeing my sister perform in the Rocky Horror Picture show, and we went to a cast party afterwards. We were exhausted. I laid in bed, and I believe I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow but my dreams that night were not of the normal sort. I saw images vague and "pale", almost like it was coming into focus and then hiding again. Strange shapes, almost like they were moving like water. I went closer to these shapes in a curious fashion. It's like I was in blackness and then stepped through a black veil and on the other side was a forest of faeries. I stepped through into this forest, and it was like they were having their own party. It didn't seem like anyone noticed me there, as if i "belonged" but somehow a ghost. I listened in on a few conversation but following faery rhymes and songs is quite a task for us humans. I remember something poetic about green, as faeries sing and danced to this poetic rhyme. I kept walking and walking, slowly, like window shoppers, and occasionally stopping to watch something. I kept walking deeper and deeper into this forest until finally it was mostly quiet. I was strangely comforted by this silence, and felt to sit down and rest for a while. As I did so, a faery (after a few minutes of just enjoying my surroundings) came out from around a tree, and although I found him to be a bit shy, he finally came out and sat across from me. After we sat together for a bit, he showed me how to climb trees. We each climbed our own tree together and then we sat up in the tree and pondered the night's sky as we relaxed. Without looking at each other, nor speaking, we "spoke" to each other.
Faery: "you know what's coming ahead"
Me: "yes I know"
Faery: "are you ready?"
Me: "no, not really, but how does a human prepare for something like that? I guess I'm as ready as I can be."
Faery" silence
Me: "What about you and this kingdom, Has the King and Queen put everything in order?"
Faery: "yeah"
we sat up there for a bit longer enjoying the peacfulness of the sky and stars before we jumped down. He seemed to jump into the tree and disapeared. I laid down on the ground making myself comfortable for sleep and closed my eyes.
Later that night, I dreamed some random no not stuff, but I don't remember any of the others.
I don't know what we were talking about in this dream, apparently, my spirit knows and is "ready" for something. I've thought a lot about it off and on, and even did some card pullings about it. But either I get Penelope the Dreamweaver, or The Journeyman (so far). Which neither one have I got much information from thus far.
I just wanted to share my faery experience over at my sisters' house with all of you.
Sagitarian
My first night there, I believe they just rummaged through my belongings to check me out. Of course, my own faeries (at least the traveling sort) came with me and I'm sure they all made friends rather quickly. I didn't notice too much activity, and slept with ease the first night.
My second night there, I turned into a bed after a fun filled evening of seeing my sister perform in the Rocky Horror Picture show, and we went to a cast party afterwards. We were exhausted. I laid in bed, and I believe I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow but my dreams that night were not of the normal sort. I saw images vague and "pale", almost like it was coming into focus and then hiding again. Strange shapes, almost like they were moving like water. I went closer to these shapes in a curious fashion. It's like I was in blackness and then stepped through a black veil and on the other side was a forest of faeries. I stepped through into this forest, and it was like they were having their own party. It didn't seem like anyone noticed me there, as if i "belonged" but somehow a ghost. I listened in on a few conversation but following faery rhymes and songs is quite a task for us humans. I remember something poetic about green, as faeries sing and danced to this poetic rhyme. I kept walking and walking, slowly, like window shoppers, and occasionally stopping to watch something. I kept walking deeper and deeper into this forest until finally it was mostly quiet. I was strangely comforted by this silence, and felt to sit down and rest for a while. As I did so, a faery (after a few minutes of just enjoying my surroundings) came out from around a tree, and although I found him to be a bit shy, he finally came out and sat across from me. After we sat together for a bit, he showed me how to climb trees. We each climbed our own tree together and then we sat up in the tree and pondered the night's sky as we relaxed. Without looking at each other, nor speaking, we "spoke" to each other.
Faery: "you know what's coming ahead"
Me: "yes I know"
Faery: "are you ready?"
Me: "no, not really, but how does a human prepare for something like that? I guess I'm as ready as I can be."
Faery" silence
Me: "What about you and this kingdom, Has the King and Queen put everything in order?"
Faery: "yeah"
we sat up there for a bit longer enjoying the peacfulness of the sky and stars before we jumped down. He seemed to jump into the tree and disapeared. I laid down on the ground making myself comfortable for sleep and closed my eyes.
Later that night, I dreamed some random no not stuff, but I don't remember any of the others.
I don't know what we were talking about in this dream, apparently, my spirit knows and is "ready" for something. I've thought a lot about it off and on, and even did some card pullings about it. But either I get Penelope the Dreamweaver, or The Journeyman (so far). Which neither one have I got much information from thus far.
I just wanted to share my faery experience over at my sisters' house with all of you.
Sagitarian
