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“It did not fear any god the people constructed from marble and stone. It thrived on demoralizing the frightened prayers of the weak that clung to sanctuary walls. Its intoxication found in the terror, the superstition, and worship that fed its merciless existence. The night sky provided the nocturnal shelter where it walked freely. The festivals of the changing seasons, reminding the mere mortals their time upon its fields were short. Brief in comparison to the thousands of years that it casually passed. It ruled the Earth, long before the human animals learned to conquer shelter and formulate abstract thoughts. In the cave paintings of the most primitive, they feared to paint its imagery on stone.”

“I know the call, sister. I am fairy. Really? I haven't seen you at any of the midseason fetes, or the blossom gatherings, or the acorn hunts, or... I don't like crowds. You don't seem to like much of what it means to be fairy. More and more was revealed about Wendy's temperamental little friend! Fairies were apparently gregarious- social creatures, like people. Or horses. Not the lonely solitary haunters of hills and isolated groves Wendy had imagined, who came together for the rare dance around a ring of mushrooms. But Tinker Bell obviously shunned the company of others like herself, preferring the company of a few giant humans like Peter Pan.”

“I asked the trees; what did you think about the drier seasons we have been getting lately and now this really beautiful wet one? “We don’t think in terms of wet and dry, we take what we get when we get it, we enjoy it all and respond accordingly, if we get less rain we draw in less moisture and put on less growth and stop the growth earlier in the year. We adapt, like a boat, flowing along with the flow of the stream, we don’t go against the stream by resisting what is. What is is, and as such it is beautiful, the whole of life is beautiful and we make the most of what we get when we get it. We don’t waste time on thinking about what might have been. All that we get, is what we want. Why would we desire what we didn’t get, that is wasted energy?”

“Broccoli plants, I read somewhere that it is better for people to eat what is grown in their area from their particular climate and soils for maximum health benefits. Do you know anything about this? “Yes, we know that humans eating locally, say within ten or twenty or a hundred kilometres away, produced from within that area has put up with the same climatic effects that you are likely to experience too and has grown strong in such a climate. Eating this gives those properties, such as making you strong in that particular climate. Do you see?” Yes, I think so, thank you. The broccoli went on: “Like eating something that gives you a built-in resistance to the negative effects of such a climate, such as lots of wind or very hot temperatures. You then inherit this built-in resistance, by consuming a food plant that experiences the climate which you live with in your region.”

“I can feel spring in the air; an excited anticipation that things are building up, ready to bloom and grow. I asked a rose bush whether they find they put on better flower displays one year compared to another? “All years are good years for us, we cannot compare our flower displays as we only really live in the moment, the display we have is the best so far as we are concerned. Whatever is happening now, is always the best for us. We neither look forwards, nor backwards like you humans seem to do. Every flower display is Divine and beautiful, how can we compare it, it is like comparing children?” Do plants enjoy spring more than any other season? “There is a certain joy when all the plants are flowering at the same time, it is like a mass celebration, but we do not have any favourite season they are all Divine for us. Spring is fun however for its unique qualities.”

“Another instance when I see sparkles is when I do a kind deed for an insect or animal. I often put beetles, millipedes, spiders and the like outside when I find them inside, so I do not have to kill them. I use a piece of paper or in the dustpan. I have done this for years, but since I started seeing the fairy sparkles with my actual eyesight, I have also seen animal and insect fairy sparkles, often in the half-light at dusk. They sometimes light-up when I put them outside, just a single flash of brightly coloured sparkle and then it goes away just as suddenly. I then have a sense that it really was the insect fairy, thanking me for saving its insect’s life. A little sparkle of insect appreciation!”

“Folk art is, indeed, the oldest of the aristocracies of thought, and because it refuses what is passing and trivial, the merely clever and pretty, as certainly as the vulgar and insincere, and because it has gathered into itself the simplest and most unforgettable thoughts of the generations, it is the soil where all great art is rooted. Wherever it is spoken by the fireside, or sung by the roadside, or carved into the lintel, appreciation of the arts that a single mind gives unity and design to, spreads quickly when its hour is come.”

“...some evidence seems to exist that an idea prevailed that in the fairy sphere there is a reversal of the seasons, our winter being their summer. Some such belief seems to have been known to Robert Kirk, for he tells us that 'when we have plenty they [the fairies] have scarcity at their homes.' In respect of the Irish fairies they seem to have changed their residences twice a year: in May, when the ancient Irish "flitted" from their winter houses to summer pastures, and in November, when they quitted these temporary quarters.”

“Deeply rooted in Celtic tradition, folklore, and mythology, fairies occupy a unique space within the realm of mythical creatures. Unlike iconic horror figures like vampires, werewolves, and zombies, fairies aren’t typically categorized as outright malevolent beings. In fact, their nature is multifaceted, as they are just as likely to grant wishes and bestow blessings as they are to mete out malicious retribution.”

“But rainbows are not mere child’s play and mythology. Rainbows do indeed have a consciousness behind them. They are often very important sign-markers, that your guides and angels leave for you. A signpost of hope, of future joy and of everything going to work out alright despite appearances to the contrary. There is no mistake that rainbows appear on the darkest days, and even on days that are personally dark for you. I used to love them but since realizing the importance and truth behind them, I now take every rainbow sighting very seriously!”

“Gum trees what is causing the loss of the bee populations especially in the northern hemisphere? “The changing of chemicals, to harsher broad-acre varieties that wipe out weed seeds, the pre-emergent ones are affecting the pupae life cycle of the bees, wasps, beetles, frogs, flycatchers. In fact, all insect larvae, within five kilometres of spraying. If they want food crops in the future, they must stop using these chemicals.” Thank you. I have been wondering what was going on there. So, what can the average person do about this problem? “Stop using chemicals personally and only purchase organic produce from supermarkets, shops and markets, insist on it. Refuse to have any part in the wilful, wholesale destruction of the delicate insect/plant balance of the planet. Be or ‘bee’ part of the solution and not the problem!”

“There were letters on the bottom, letters he'd seen before, on the ship that had carried him from London, the ship that had broken up on the reef that guarded the island. The letters said: NEVER LAND. Peter looked at it. And then he looked around him--at the lagoon; at the rock where the mermaids (Mermaids!) lounged; at the palm-fringed beach; at the tinkling fairy flitting over his head; at his new friends the Mollusks; at the jungle-covered, pirate-infested mountains looming over it all. Then he looked at the board again, and he laughed out loud. 'That's exactly where I am,' he said.”

“So, you know about fairies? Tell me about them. “They are all around us, they are where plants are, and some are also where plants are not. They heal and beautify and sow seeds, they are the energy behind your beloved flowers, they pollinate, cultivate and talk to the stones. They hold great knowledge of magic, plants and earth magic and manifestation. They are happy joyful creatures, if it weren’t for them, we plants would not exist, and without plants you would not be able to exist. You see, it is all a symbiotic relationship, one entity helps the other who helps the other.” – Gum Trees”

“She jolted to a halt when she saw what was waiting for her. They were breathtaking and entrancing. Their beauty overwhelming, and their light warm and inviting. Safety and peace settled over her, as she gazed around at the beauty before her. They were no more than a foot long with silky wings and a wonderful aura, with light beaming from their bodies. All possessing long, satin hair, with a diversity of color. Not one was identical and their divinity could be felt to the depths of Malkia’s soul.”

“In the middle of the night, she'd woken up with a memory of her grandmother's voice ringing in her ears. "When it happens," the older woman had said, holding on to Jenna's hand with surprising strength for someone with one foot in the grave, "and it will, don't stay in the cities. She can find you in the city. Too many eyes and whispering tongues that no one can see. Run to the woods, far away from everything and everyone you ever knew. Run, girl, run as far and as fast as you can.”

“Drink deeply, my hapless mortal, Of our heady, corrupting brew. Feast upon fine foods and sweet treats That turn to mere dust in your mouth And mark you as ours forever. Feel life’s warmth leave your soulless shell Once that racing heart beats its last. Lose the grace of mortality; Become trapped for eternity.”

“These mysterious and unaccountable incidents by degrees impressed the minds of the inhabitants with terror that cannot be described; no woman or boy would go out of doors after sunset, on any account whatever, and there was scarcely a man who dust venture forth alone after the fall of evening. If they could have been sure that brownies and fairies had only power to assume the human shape, they would not have been nearly such peril and perplexity; but there was no form of any thing animate or inanimate, save that of a lamb, that they were sure of; they were of course waylaid at every turn, and kept in continual agitation.”

“I have also found that with bright ideas, the wind outside seems to carry these ideas to me. Is this right my angels? “Yes, you’ve got it in one. Ideas are often carried on the wind, or breeze as a gentle way of giving you a new concept. The wind fairies, the sylphs, help us with this process, making sure that you get the next angel idea on the wind. That is why on some wind free days, particular muggy ones, the air seems oppressive and close. It is also because it is not a good time to get fresh ideas, on the breeze.”

“Conner raised an eyebrow. 'Who told you that?' 'Well,' she said, not knowing how to describe what she experienced. 'Um . . . a moth did.' Conner squinted at her and his mouth fell open. He was expecting a much better answer than that. 'A moth told you?' 'Yes -- but it wasn't a regular moth, it was more like an angel.' 'An angel moth?' 'Well, it came from somewhere in the stars. I think Grandma sent it.' 'Grandma sent you an angel moth from outer space?' 'Kind of! Anyway, the moth took me to a forest and then turned into a bunch of orbs that re-created a memory -- stop looking at me like that, Conner!”

“Who're them?" says he to the curate. "Them are the fallen angels," says the curate. They had a human form, no wings. God took the wings off of 'em after Lucifer rebelled - that way they couldn't go back, d'you see. They had no wings. But there was so many of 'em that you couldn't drive a knife down between 'em. They were as thick as hair on a dog's back. They were the finest people he ever seen. And whatever way he looked at 'em, some o' the finest girls he ever seen was in it, he said. They had to be good-looking, you know! 'Twas the sin o' pride put Lucifer down, d'you see. The best-looking angel in Heaven, 'twas the sin o' pride put him down. I s'pose they were nearly all as good-looking.”

“Why did God, the creator give fairies free will and egos like humans on earth? “God gave fairies an ego and mind of their own, so that they can create a self-sustaining world and paradise. It would have had to have been overseen by many people, and creators, if the fairies did not have free-will and egos. It is this set of traits that they use to earth’s advantage, to produce more flowers and grass and trees wherever it is needed. It is able to look after itself, on its own accord without it being dependent on its maker. Do you see?l”