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
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
About The Author
Skye Thomas is the CEO of Tomorrow's Edge, an
Internet leader in inspiring leaps of faith. She became a writer in 1999 after
twenty years of studying spirituality, metaphysics, astrology, personal growth,
motivation, and parenting. Her books and articles have inspired people of all
ages and faiths to recommit themselves to the pursuit of happiness. After years
of high heels and business clothes, she is currently enjoying working from home
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