In all fairy fairness, they need to know too.

backyard

Today was different for me. Later on tonight, my husband and I will be signing a contract to move into a condo a few miles down the road, in another town. For better part of the morning I could not stop crying. After reflecting on my emotions a bit more, I realized it was not all me. I was picking up on other emotions running high in my general area. The elementals in the yard were wondering what was going on. They had been piecing together snippets of conversations from inside of the house along with other events not typical everyday going ons. The meltdown I was experiencing prompted a phone call from my husband to find out if I was OK or not. We had been Emailing a few times during the morning hours. He was exactly the person I needed to talk with. Reflecting on the emotions and conversation, it was more like him listening to me explain how difficult it is to part with my friends in the yard.

The landscape here, presently, is not manicured, not much lawn and a whole lot of rock. We have cut down trees to assist with the overall look and health of the land. Bushes, flowers and other plants have come in with the assistance of the animals. It’s pretty in a natural habitat type of way. The wildlife is very comfortable here, foxes have been spied sunning themselves in the driveway and deer have bedded down in the back yard for an afternoon siesta.

whole lot of rocks

Because I wanted to make sure everyone (by everyone, I mean the elementals) was on the same page and getting the information correctly. It was up to me to step outside and explain what was going to be happening in the next few weeks. To make sure my voice was heard clearly, I thought to use some wands. Twice, at different times within a half hour, I stepped out onto the back deck with the Fairy Wand in one hand and the Quartz Point Amplifier Wand in the other. My goal was to explain what was what because they should be privy to how their life is going to be effected and what changes will be happing to them too.

“Hello, I wanted you to hear it from me so you have a better understanding of what will be going on with this house and your land in the coming months. We are going to be moving to another house. Many of the rocks and other fun items I’ve shared with you over the time together here will stay. Another owner will be moving into this house and we will make sure they will be a match for you.

In the new home, I will put a few bottles on the trees, toss some buttons in the yard and greet you often, like I do here. Please let your cousins know we will be visiting them soon AND know you are always welcome to come over and play. I love you all so very, very much and appreciate all the love you have always given back to me, over the years.”

I made sure I went into the front yard to explain the human happenings again. Every direction will have a different vibe to it but for me I typically address the front and the back of the yard. The sense I get from the front yard is more serious to me, kind of an elder feeling whereas the back yard is a bunch of rambunctious silly heads! For some reason, the conversation turned to a question and answer session. I answered the enquires even though many of them were repeats from what I just said out loud. My inner understanding of elemental proper communication is by sound and intense emotional expression. I stared to point the wands to areas with hopes of conveying what my human words were sounding with hopes of being understood.

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The two signs that helped me feel stronger with it all were received from both the front and back yard. In the back, the second time I stepped out onto the deck, a gust of wind brought down some light snow. This sprinkling of flakes shown like glitter in the sunlight and lightly brushed against my face and body. “Fairy dust!” I though in my mind as tears welled up once again with joy, love and appreciation. From the front, during the Q&A session, I was asked what I would be taking with us. More specifically, what yard ornaments would be going to the new residence. I started pointing the wands to items as I answered. As I was just about to indicate the chakra wind chime, one of the stones struck the metal bar. “Yes, I will be taking that wind chime with us!” I said out loud.

Sharing Angelic Beliefs

The medieval 'Queen Mary harp' Clàrsach na Ban...

I had a very affirming conversation with a woman the other day. Because I was representing the local hospital (Reiki volunteer) a level of professionalism needed to be maintained. All I wanted to do was yell, “Me too!” while pulling up a chair and continuing the convo like school yard buddies reuniting during college’s Thanksgiving break. Keeping my voice low and not waving my arms around while conducting energy work is hard enough here, now finding a new friend who is talking so openly to a stranger (me) makes my heart sing. Some of the topics covered were near death experiences, good and not so good entities, faith, and angels. I would like to devote some WP time to angels and the things I consider to be factual. Again, this is my opinion based on personal experience, stories read, lectures heard, accounts of others (my new friend in particular) and an overwhelming sense of truth on the matter.

Enough proof has been collected over the years and I’m happy to proclaim, angels always have music and song around them. This orchestra and choir is unlike anything us humans have created or heard but it is similar enough for us to interpret as music and song. The woman I met, who prompted this post out of me, concurred as to not fully understanding the sound. We spoke of a few  experiences with our eyes brimming with joy and wonder. Incomprehensible beauty and awe, scored with grace, including a melody of hope and love is an attempt to explain what it sounds like. The written word still falls short of explaining the angelic music. No, interpretive dance would not help either, wink.

The Son of Man

Another fact is angels often come before key players. That was a relaxed and playful way to write, angels clear the way for some of the most loving spirits. Mother Mary and Babaji are two I’m familiar with. Why do angels lead the procession? I can only speculate and guess it is to assist with the balancing of  energy required for the ones behind them. Another ways to say it is, angels help to raise the vibration of the room so the message, blessing or communication  from key speaker, is channeled in a way that’s the most beneficial for all concerned.

Those were the two metaphysical things I learned and now fully believe to be factual after my jam packed 5 and a half hours of volunteering. That day was filled with all types of emotion, covering all levels of the spectrum. Taking a short  break before calling it a day, I sat with one of the nurses in the lunch room. My new friend was heading out too and found me and her nurse in the room. It’s Easter time and her Catholic community performs traditional holy week ceremonies which she actively participates in. As she was telling us about her weekend plans (which included singing) I pictured her dressed in white clothing. Then, more subtle than a breaking news ticker scroll, I heard very clearly in my mind, make sure you tell her to wear white. Just as fast as I was receiving information, she was gone. The prompting had the type of alert to heed, so I excusing myself from the table to chase down my new friend. Pushing the boundaries of professionalism, I shared with her some of the information by saying, if she has the chance,”…wear something white for the events” Not going into too much detail, I kept up my smile and added, “Wearing white might allow some type of blessing to come through clearer and more focused, helping you with whatever healing you needed.” She nodded in understanding and we were  glad to be able to give one another a hug. Hugs are professional, right?

When I got back to my lunch mate, I said with a full heart, “God bless you for being a nurse.” She laughed and said with a mouth full of quiche, “God bless you for volunteering.” Fair enough… fist bump.