Wednesday, June 8, 2005
NEW ENCOUNTER
It is early in the morning and I have decided to walk down to the glen by way of the shore that is just a short distance from where the glen ends and the forest begins. I was daydreaming as I gazed out at the beautiful sunrise and the waves gently lapping unto the shore and receding back. I didn't notice her right away. When I did I just stopped and looked at her in awe. How beautiful she was sitting on a rock in the shallow water and softly singing a tune I had never heard before. She was so quiet that it was hard to make out the words, but she had a grace and beauty that were unparralled. Her wings were a glossomer blue and reflected off the water in all different shades that glimmered and glowed as they slowly moved back and forth as she sat and strummed some sort of insturment that looked like a very tiny harp. How relaxing the sound of this harp and her angelic voice made me feel. She saw me and I was afarid that she would be frightened, but she wasn't afraid at all. She smiled at me and stopped playing . I told her my name was Janice and that I owned the glen and she just nodded and then she spoke. She said,"My name is Lifestar, I am the keeper of all the records of births and joinings of the fairies." I must have looked surprised because she giggled and said that faires were born and fell in love just as humans do. How did I think that faries came to be and why wouldn't they share in this wonderous feeling of love that all have to share? She smiled at me. I hadn't really thought about that. But she was right. Just because they were fairies didn't mean that they didn't have alot of the feelings that others would have. How silly of me, I thought, to think that humans are the only ones that had feelings. She said that the only difference between human feelings and a fairies were that they had no anger, hate, jeolousy, only love to share with each other and caring. That faries were there long before man and will be there long after man has gone from this world. She talked to me with all the wisdom of a very ancient soul. As if she had lived for a very long time and had seen so much that I couldn't comprehend. These faries in my glen were no ordinary faries, they seemed so magical and so wise. I had to leave and as I did so I turned and Lifestar was gone. But as I walked back to my home to start my day I could here the faint sound of a harp playing somewhere in the glen. I smiled. What a wonderful and pleasant way to start my day. I will be sure to walk along the shore as often as I can before I have to begin my day.
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Janice,
Your words are beyond enchanting....so haunting are they..and i thank you so for this your creation of all so endless enchantment ever.
jo..Hannahthemaid....
http://journals.aol.com/hannahthemaid/MyLandOfMakeBelieve/
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