The Faery Letters

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For my Darling Wee-One, who in her searching helped me to find myself.

Pamela

For my dear Aunt Marcy, my siblings, parents, and grandparents. you mean the world to me.

Eden

Introduction

The journey of a soul through this life begins from the moment breathing becomes autonomic. It is when the body’s glands decide to make men out of boys and women out of girls that the path begins to wind and fork. The journey takes us over mountains of learning and across rivers of choosing and sometimes abandons us on the other side.

In the eighth year of my daughter’s journey, she found herself abandoned on a bank of confusion and realized that choices, which had always been made for her were now her very own. Too proud and independent to ask for help or even admit she was scared, she found her way to a place where fairies and angels made sense of a dismal grown-up world.

She awakened one morning to discover that the tooth fairy had left a dollar under her pillow, as it had every lost tooth before. Determined to find sanctuary in her childhood fantasies, she rested in the certain knowledge that there was a tooth fairy and sought others who would befriend and guide her in the great transformation. She filled a shoebox with beautiful earthy and sparkly things and placed in it a letter, which invited the fairies to share her journey. While she drifted off to sleep that night, I opened her letter and read my child’s soul for the first time. Would it be fair to answer the letter and allow her to continue believing that fairies and magic were real and had a place in this life? Would I be lying to her if I did? Would it be dishonest to answer in the guise of a fairy? Nikos Kazantzakis said, The greatest temptation of all is Hope. As adults, we find out all too soon that wishing a thing does not make it so. But there is an open space in the minds of children where dreaming, wishing and hoping are not acts of desperate wanting, but merely steps toward a certain happy ending. It was a river I chose to cross in order to preserve my child’s hope.

Each night, for several years, she opened her heart to the fairies and each night, for several years, they sent their replies from the bottom of my heart and the deepest well of my consciousness.

I invite you to follow me on this lyrical journey of a child’s soul and celebrate with me in the hope of our future which is held in the hands of children who long to grasp our greater purpose and aspire to imagine love upon our planet.

Pamela Erickson

Dear Fairy,

How are you doing? I hope you like the house I made you. Do Fairies have names? If so what kind? My gosh! I just have so many questions I don’t know what to write next! Umm What kind of Fairy are you? I wish I could see you. Do you know God? Is it fun to be a Fairy? Do you know any other Fairies? Well, I guess that’s it.

P.S. You don’t have to leave me money. I’ll earn it myself.

Bye Bye

Love,

Eden

Dear Eden,

Thank you for thinking of us Wee Folk. We have treasured your gifts and the bath for our babies.

Yes, we do have names and if you listen to the very quietest bird on the very quietest day, she will whisper our names and you will see that you have known them all along. You see, there is a memory of us in the heart of every human.

Whenever you wish to see us you must simply close your eyes and imagine the most beautiful wishes you can imagine.

And to answer your question about whether or not we know God… Yes Eden, we are God’s kisses.

We all love you very much,

The Faeries

Dear Faery,

I love the bells you left me. Knowing a faery is so much fun! I was wondering if on the weekends you can come at the times of 10:30a.m., 12:00 p.m. and 5:00 p.m. because I could give you breakfeast, lunch and dinner. Anyway, let’s get on with the questions. I need to know which bird will tell me your names. Oh! I forgot, if you can come at the times I asked you to I’ll move the box under the pool deck so nobody will see you. Will you leave some Flying faery dust so I can see how it feels to fly?

PS Do you listen to