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Okay, this is going to be kind of long, and I'm actually not looking for advice, so much as for unique suggestions and ideas. I'm also going to let you into a part of my life that I have shared with almost no one, except the one person who was there with me the whole time, my little sister.
My mother just sold our family farm (to extended family members), and I'm here for the next two weeks helping clean up the house and outbuildings and get them ready for our cousins to move in. My father and grandfather built this house on land that, until then, had been virgin forest up until my great grandfather homesteaded it, and after that, was cow & sheep pasture. There is something INSIDE the house, and that's a story for another post, but outside the house, in the forest by the creek, through the woods up to the old milling road, are what we've always called 'the fairy lights.'
When we were children, we'd leave them offerings, of the sorts children do- freshly picked wildflowers, cherry Kool-Aid (the best flavor!), chocolate chip cookies, pretty rocks, etc. Who knows if the fae were taking them or we just had well-fed raccoons and happy packrats around. No one believed us that there were lights in the woods that came when we sang to them. My dad said "Eyes see things in the dark that aren't there." (And keep in mind, he was a well-witch, and a darn good natural psychic!) My uncle told us it was probably swamp gas or something. So we stopped talking about them to anyone.
Anyway! My sister has always had a special relationship with them, even had blue orbs lead her out of the house during times when she felt threatened by the whatever-is-inside the house or traumatized by family events. She recently told me stories about the things that happened after I left home, and how she feels that the Fae in the woods were what helped her stay safe, sane, and centered. (She also recently watched Missing 411-The Hunted and at the end, when David interviews the hunters with the camp in Bigfoot territory who talk about seeing blue lights in the woods, freaked out- "That's it! That's what I've seen! That is NOT swamp gas!")
Whatever they are, it's time to say goodbye to them, and I'd like to leave an offering, as we did when we were kids, sing them a goodbye, as I used to sing them a hello and thank them for their place in my life. The New Moon is Sept 5th, so I have time to gather ideas. So, suggestions for saying goodbye rituals for floating swamp gas that comes when you sing to it? Yup, that sounds nutz…. okay, I'm nutz!
My mother just sold our family farm (to extended family members), and I'm here for the next two weeks helping clean up the house and outbuildings and get them ready for our cousins to move in. My father and grandfather built this house on land that, until then, had been virgin forest up until my great grandfather homesteaded it, and after that, was cow & sheep pasture. There is something INSIDE the house, and that's a story for another post, but outside the house, in the forest by the creek, through the woods up to the old milling road, are what we've always called 'the fairy lights.'
When we were children, we'd leave them offerings, of the sorts children do- freshly picked wildflowers, cherry Kool-Aid (the best flavor!), chocolate chip cookies, pretty rocks, etc. Who knows if the fae were taking them or we just had well-fed raccoons and happy packrats around. No one believed us that there were lights in the woods that came when we sang to them. My dad said "Eyes see things in the dark that aren't there." (And keep in mind, he was a well-witch, and a darn good natural psychic!) My uncle told us it was probably swamp gas or something. So we stopped talking about them to anyone.
Anyway! My sister has always had a special relationship with them, even had blue orbs lead her out of the house during times when she felt threatened by the whatever-is-inside the house or traumatized by family events. She recently told me stories about the things that happened after I left home, and how she feels that the Fae in the woods were what helped her stay safe, sane, and centered. (She also recently watched Missing 411-The Hunted and at the end, when David interviews the hunters with the camp in Bigfoot territory who talk about seeing blue lights in the woods, freaked out- "That's it! That's what I've seen! That is NOT swamp gas!")
Whatever they are, it's time to say goodbye to them, and I'd like to leave an offering, as we did when we were kids, sing them a goodbye, as I used to sing them a hello and thank them for their place in my life. The New Moon is Sept 5th, so I have time to gather ideas. So, suggestions for saying goodbye rituals for floating swamp gas that comes when you sing to it? Yup, that sounds nutz…. okay, I'm nutz!