Fairy Under the Flowers © by James Christensen Within thine eyes are dreams of mystic things, Within thy voice a subtler music rings Than ever mortal from the keen reeds drew; Thou weav’st a web which men have callèd Death But Life is in the magic of thy breath. — from Madonna Natura, by Fiona … Read more
Oberon, Titania, Puck with Fairies Dancing,by William BlakeThe iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve;Lovers to bed; ‘tis almost fairy time. — from A Midsummer Night’s Dream, William Shakespeare One of the very important functions of the Faery altar is that it will be a portal and communications center, between our world of mortals and … Read more
The Fairies Barque by John Anster Christian Fitzgerald Hand in hand let’s dance a round,For this place is fairy ground. — from The Queen of Fairies, anonymous Creating a special meeting place with an altar is an integral part of building a relationship with the Fair Ones. And today, with the New Moon in Gemini, … Read more
Faeries Looking Through a Gothic Arch by John Anster Christian Fitzgerald Dare you haunt our hallow’d green? None but fairies here are seen. — from The Fayries Daunce (in A Briefe Discourse), by Thomas Ravenscroft, 1614 Creating a special meeting place with an altar is an integral part of building a relationship with the Fair … Read more
There seems never to have been an uncivilized tribe, race, or nation of civilized men who have not had some form of belief in an unseen world, peopled by unseen beings.— W.Y. Evans-Wentz, The Fairy Faith in Celtic Countries, 1911 In order to nurture your relationship with the Gentry, I would urge you to first … Read more
© Margaret Dean The fairy beam upon you,The stars to glister on you;A moon of lightIn the noon of night,Till the fire-drake hath o’ergone you. — Ben Johnson (1572 –1637) I’ve been suggesting that, if you feel called to do so, you may wish to establish and deepen your alliance with the Good People that … Read more
How beautiful they are,The lordly ones,Who dwell in the hills,In the hollow hills. — Fiona MacLeod Today there is a noticeable change in the air, and it is clear that Spring is accelerating its shift towards Summer. The insistent cries of nestlings fill the air, the first fireflies have appeared, the woods are dark and … Read more
Mist-clad in the light of the moonStarspun seekers – I search for thee!Faery light – I ask thy boonOf branch and thorn and Elder tree!Wood woven creatures, shadow weaversRiver keepers – come to me!Just beyond reachingNever in keepingSpirits of Faery – I call unto thee!Wind-hewn wildnessDark and brightnessSpiral enchantments – born of the sky!Cradle me … Read more
Goblin Feet— J.R.R. Tolkein I am off down the roadWhere the fairy lanterns glowedAnd the little pretty flitter-mice are flyingA slender band of grayIt runs creepily awayAnd the hedges and the grasses are a-sighingThe air is full of wings,And of blundery beetle-thingsThat warn you with their whirring and their humming. O! I hear the tiny … Read more
Neither substance quite, nor shadow,Haunting lonely moor and meadow,Dancing by the haunted spring,Riding on the whirlwind’s wing… — from A Faery Speaks by Sir Walter Scott Yesterday, I began a discussion about building an altar as a way to begin to connect to the Fair Folk in your home or garden. Of course, I realize … Read more