Fairy Dreams and Fairy Love
Hi, dear friends and followers. Thank you so much for visiting and reading my blog. Due to other commitments today I have not had the time to do research for another blog post. I wish to re-share this old poem, a personal experience, which I had that I revised for your enjoyment today. Thank you.Hi dear friends and followers, I thought that toady I would share again this wonderful story with you.
It is a true experience I had some time back. Thank you for visiting my blog, enjoy the story
A Fairy Dream?
One night I was seeing the same multiple shimmering, swirling colors fill the room as I discussed in another story. This time, after the colors dimmed and faded away, there was this one dot of bright blue-white light that remained floating in the middle of the room.
It started to pulsate, then it was spinning, or it was more like pirouetting around real fast, like a ballerina. It approached me, slowly at first, then speeded up as it got closer. I was frozen to the spot where I sat on my bed, not daring to move. At the last second, when I thought impact was imminent, I backed away from it, not particularly enthusiastic to find out what it would do to me if it hit me.
I named this what I believed to be a spirit being my “little ballerina.” It darted at me three times, then would swerve away after nearly impacting, then it would retreat and reappear and spin in the air in the middle of the room, just like a ballerina once more.
After darting forward the second time, it again veered away at the last second and flew to the middle of the room where it sat and spun.
On its third pass it darted forward again, this time right for my face. Reflexively, I put out my hand out to protect my face and it just stopped there hovering, not moving, mere inches from my face. I reached out tentatively with my hand and the spinning light hovered over my hand and began again to dance and pirouette around like a top just above my hand.
She would dance as she dimmed and brightened, then she would pirouette real fast, then just stop completely and resume doing the same thing again until she, "she?" "Why not a she?"
She made me laugh and giggle. I loved that little fairy and truly looked forward to seeing her again, but, unfortunately after four months of visiting me every second or third night she never came back again. That made me so sad, like losing a best friend, but I do know they’re still around, the little fairy and the light beings as well, I can sense their presence, like the guardian angels they are.