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Winter is coming to a close.Today there is a light breeze blowing and the air smells like Spring. I have been noticing the days getting longer, and warmer. If you know anything about Astrology, you know that there are 3 distinct modes: Cardinal, Fixed and Mutable.  Cardinal represents change (marked by the Suns entrance into the Solstice’s and the Equinox’s), Fixed represents stability, and Mutable represents adaptability. Right now we are in the Mutable month of winter and by March 21st we will be in the Cardinal month of spring, and all of this means change.

All nature’s creatures  accept this changing as the natural flow of life, they know it in their bones, they don’t need a calendar or clock. The faeries know that soon, they will be leaving and have become more urgent, coming and going through the ivy hedge with increased frequency. Today, they have been collecting the last of the Hawthorne berries and filling baskets. They are so focused that they haven’t stop to play with or tease me like they used to. I have noticed that they will frequently stop and look toward the west. Once they all stopped at the same time and rose in unison high into the sky, their wings sparkling in the sun, as if called by something that only they could hear.

Arial stays close by me, either sitting on my shoulder and braiding my hair or hovering outside the kitchen window where she can watch me as I move around the house. She seems almost worried. Today I decided that it was warm enough to sit outside and watch the faeries. Arial is, of course, sitting on my shoulder as usual, but now she leans in and whispers,”soon.”I have been trying not to think of the day that my faerie friends leave, now that I have been able to see them, I can’t imagine not having them around (even if it means some embarrassing situations!).

I hadn’t been sitting for long when all of a sudden, the faeries started diving toward the hole in the ivy. As I watched, a tiny blue faerie hurtled through the opening, followed by a brown hairy arm with a hand that had three fingers and a crooked thumb. It was tinged yellow with pea green nails. The hand waved wildly trying to snatch the faerie in its grimy claws. The group that had been happily gathering berries started to shriek and began to pelt the offending hand with fiery red bolts of light that shot out of the tips of their wands.

On the other side I heard low,  animal-like grunts of pain as  blasts from the faerie wands  hammered relentlessly at the invading hand. But it continued to blindly grasp about, trying to get a hold of the little blue faerie. Arial charged over to join the group in the attack. I sat there for a short time, not believing what I was seeing, then, without giving it a second thought, I picked up the shovel and jumped forward, bringing the blade of the shovel down hard on the shaggy arm.The faeries fell behind me as ivy leaves flew in every direction. There was a scream of pain and the horrid, matted arm retreated back though the ivy.

“What was that!” My heart was pounding and I felt light headed, then my knees buckled and I sat down hard on the grass. Several of the faeries disappeared through the hole  made larger by the hairy appendage. I could see flashes of color beyond the opening as the faeries searched for the thing that reached from the other side. There was a rustling sound of something in the underbrush and heavy footfalls moved quickly away from the hedge.

I looked around, “what was that!” It had never occurred to me that there might be dangerous creatures lurking in the lush green forest of the faerie land that I had so recently visited. Arial and the remaining faeries circled around me, stroking my hair and making cooing sounds. Before long, Sunny and Ferne came dashing in from the other side to make sure that everyone was ok (news must travel fast in the faerie world). After the faeries quietly conferred in a huddle, Ferne watched with a horrified look on her face as Sunny and Arial floated over to me and landed on the hand that I offered. Sunny looked at me solemnly,  ” They’ve come. They know.”

“…They who?”

© Tami Ruesch, The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry, 2009.

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"Kind One?"
"Yes Arial..."
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"I don't think so Arial, what are you talking about?"
"look at the bottom of the posts!"
"I still don't...wait a minute...oh of course! Thanks for bringing that to my attention, what ever would I do without you."

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Fun Fairie Facts

You Know a Fairie is Present When...

You hear a whispering of leaves.
You see a whirlwind.
You feel a tingling sensation in your hair.
You have an unexplained loss of time.
You laugh uncontrollably, or feel exceptionally silly.
You see blades of grass bending when there
is no one around.

The Most Likely Place for Fairie Portals Are...

Lake shores
Islands
Glades in the forest
Where two roads intersect
Fences and border hedges (this is Arial's favorite)
Stairwells, hallways and landings
Tidal pools
Bends in a road
Thresholds

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I would like to give special thanks to Gail Schimmelpfennig for allowing me to put her wonderful poem "Seeking the Muse" on my site. You can read her poem in the fairy poetry section under "Fairies in Word and Song". Gail is Utah State Poetry Society's 2009 Poet of the Year, and I'm proud to say, a dear friend. You can find her on FaceBook where there is a group for the Utah poets.