The faerie triad is a magical triangle that consists of three sacred trees, the alder, oak and hawthorn. Center independent in the triad a porthole to the faerie world, to a land more wondrous than any other. Beautiful shades of color; heighten 3x3x3 times more than earth’s, all blending splendidly together. This phenomenal dwelling is where diminutive human form, winged creatures resided who will bring visions into reality and reality into visions. The fairies protect the old secrets, teaching all who seek a new way of knowing.
Avril walked for almost an hour while following the cedar fence line there in sight was the first of the sacred trees. She knelt at the base of the alder tree and removed the elemental tools needed to enter the other domain.
Avril placed an incense lily of the valley stick below the ground and a crystal above to begin the seal to keep all negativity from entering. She stood tall once again a sensation deep inside her frame began to grow. Avril turned northeast and walked 33 steps straight in a 45° angle and sprinkled a mixture of salt and bluebell flowers to build a border to purify the space and to allow her to bind with fairy power.
She discovered the mighty oak. After marking the point with an incense stick and a crystal she began to move southeast. Crickets chirped, frogs croaked into the night air. Avril walked 33 steps in a 45° angle, sprinkling the mixture to purify, binding the fairy magic with hers. The point was made with an incense stick and crystal. Avril turned west and sprinkled the mixture from the small basket and ended where she had begun, sealing the outline of the faerie triad.
Avril watched as a red hot electric energy shot outward penetrating each crystal linking a stream of light, creating a physical structure.
Avril’s body gravitated to the midpoint of the triangle.
In the east position to guide Avril’s way back sat a lantern with a white beeswax candle burning. She faced east and laid the long strand of wheat on the ground then began to call the powers of the Four Corners. In the south position Avril laid an oak twig which had been struck by lightning. Turning west she splashed the blessed water outward. Avril placed a crystal on the ground in the north position, and then stretched her frame out upon mother earth. The glow from the lantern illuminated beneath her feet. Avril’s origins accelerated while concentrating on her desire to cross between the borders. With her faerie wand in her left hand she patted three times on the earth and requested the fairies to come hither and join.
The beast, young and strong, was none other than the unicorn, a trusted companion. The spiral horn holds great mystical qualities for purification. It is worth many times its weight in gold. From past teachings Avril knew the unicorn has the power to cleanse all water and the ability to purify mortal’s emotions.
The unicorn bowed toward the stream to quench his thirst. As the horn touched the surface a ripple effect formed bands resembling every color of the rainbow. He raised his hooves silently and then he touched the earth with tender steps as the magical beast moved forward in Avril’s direction. Patiently, she waited.
The unicorn lowered his head. His mane fell to one side of the horn revealing an ice-blue eye. He nudged against Avril’s side with his damp nose. It tickled resulting in her giggling.
The splendid creature knelt on one knee. He rose and stood proud motioning with a twitch of his neck to mount his sturdy back. Once Avril boarded they traveled the trail as sweet fairy songs filled the perfumed air.
With sharp and decisive movements three petite pixies began darting over and around Avril’s head. “Ask your questions,” said one. “State your intentions,” another said. The third wanted to know what wisdom Avril sought.
Avril knew the fairies have no long lists of law to study or memorize. Their motto is ‘what you do comes back, a boomerang effect.’ The energy will develop either in thought or physical form. While proceeding on the path, Avril spoke with respect wanting to know could people truly change? The wise fairy answered, “People change when an understanding is realized that what you do to one, you do to all, which, in turn, you do to yourself. The balance between thought, feeling and action makes every human unique. It is what makes you who you are. Thoughts, words and deeds create Karma. Every action taken generates a force of energy that will return to each of us in like form; it is both action and consequence. So when one changes Karma, in time they change who they are.”
With delicate wings fluttering one pixie drifted down from the heavenly sky. She told Avril, there was a warning to never bring harm to others, for whatever is sent will return threefold greater on the sender.
Slowly Avril’s face transformed remembering her affliction.
Avril explained to the wee ones who were listening, “ I have difficulty hiding my anger toward Lilith.
The pixies spoke in unison sharing their wisdom. Avril was the daughter of mother earth, one of the beautiful ones she bore, part of the great solar system containing the energies of the universe. Wield the great power of the sun, moon and stars to repair the woven web, integrating, working, trying to build solid foundations for firm structures to stand upon. The small pixie landed herself on Avril’s shoulder amid sparkling gold dust. As the specks fell to the ground she said in her sweet voice, “Never deny the rage or anger, it will only smolder, then ignite. This emotion is one everyone experiences from time to time.”
The answer given was to be aware of her actions. She could not control how people decide to act. Free-will, people do what they do. She could only manage her own behavior. When she realized she was becoming that which she disliked, she'd would know what to do. Somehow, find understanding and acceptance or she could become that which was disliked.
In the physical realm one must experience trials and turbulence by taking the good with the bad. People are not perfect, friendships have flaws, and it is a component of being human. The third pixie emerged, explaining that no one can change the way one chooses to conduct them self. It would be time spent wishing for something that will never be.
The gracious fairy guided the unicorn and Avril to a destination unknown to her. From behind the fairy, soft fabric of lace and satin clung effortlessly to her miniature frame. Her hair was pulled back tight allowing her clear sight. Stationed on her head was a netted diamond-studded headpiece. Locks of red, gold and yellow hung between a set of delicate transparent wings while behind pixie dust whirled leaving a trail of the infinity symbol with each step she took. By the stream, next to the path, pixies played as one. With a nod from the fairy, the three who traveled with them flew among the rushes to join them in a friendly game of hide-and-seek. The bullfrogs crocked. They poked their large heads up from under the lily pads only to sing a note, then to disappear again.
The fairy’s fine features emerged on the glassy surface. Her face shone freely without ego. She held such elusive beauty. Avril could hear her saying, “Do not allow other people’s actions to control your reactions. Do not mirror that which you don’t want to become. Humans are born in the physical realm to learn. Everyone is walking an individual path to become who they truly are. Mortals learn best by making mistakes, they’re usually hard, but have a lasting effect.” Avril was told to view the world through the eyes of a faerie. Allow the mind and heart to dictate through thought and feeling with her free will. There is no right way, there is no wrong way, and only way is the one you live inside your heart.
The human heart is far more precise than any rational thought; pay close attention to the vibration within. When experiencing comfort and contentment, continue with your chosen action. If distress or anxiety stirs causing a discomfort, graciously remove yourself from the situation. The reason for this is that you can be sure the outcome will not benefit you. The heart will always send messages to guide, all one must do is still themselves and listen. The key to happiness and less burdened is knowing the truth.
Actions happen according to likes and dislikes and emotions are a movement of feelings agitated by the mind. Peering into the fairy’s eyes she told Avril, “You are a feeler. Every emotion felt was real. Finding a constructive outlet would help create emotional equilibrium. Feelings did dictate what is suitable; they will tell your attitudes about things. You determine your own action. Every living thing has the capacity to participate in the feelings or idea of another. Try to understand another’s taste and inclination based on the perception that every living thing is connected to a giant web and create the whole. To feel is to be conscious of your inward perception - a psychological function, not necessarily emotional unless carried to an extreme. For every action taken it will generate a memory which generates a desire which brings movement. Accept and forgive, and allow the natural tool of water to cleanse.
All around the forest floor grew plants sacred to a wise woman. Needles and red berries from the yew, lovely rich purple sprays of cowl-shaped monkshood flowers, tasty blue-black berries, larger and juicier than any Avril had ever seen before. Patches of misty gray, purpley-veined henbane were along side the hemlock interwoven with tiny white blooms. Every breed, every color of the sacred roses sprung forth. Magical tools flourished.
Together on the warm earth the three rested beneath the moon. The unicorn laid his head on the fairy’s lap. The fairy told the tale of how the friendship was born between her and the enchanting legendary one-horned animal.
A long ago harvest time in a small village where the fairy was born, the wells and streams became contaminated. The townspeople believed the water was defiled by the touch of a peddler that had passed through just weeks before. They traveled miles away from their homes with ladles and buckets to gather the little amount of liquid that existed. They brought the water home to boil over intense heat trying to remove the foul odor and taste.
Still disease ran rampant; children were the hardest hit. With such tragedies occurring on a daily basis the high counsel gathered together at the crone's dwelling and requested insight into the dilemma.
The fairy that sat before Avril said she had been chosen as a sacrifice.
When the sun lowered and the full moon rose she had been taken from her bed chamber. She stood before the mighty wood and raised her hand. She commanded the crowd to be silent. She was willing to be sacrificed if that would save the tortured children. She knew in her heart that this was the right action to take.
She entered and moved steadily among the trees and kept her eyes focused on the floor of the forest in anticipation of the fate to come. No evil grabbed from behind; no dark source appeared before her eyes. When she raised her eyes, the air around illuminated with blinding light. Before her stood tall was one of the first beasts of the Old World, the unicorn. The fairy said she sank to her knees and bowed in honor. The magical beast knelt down doing the same. Together they spent the night in each other’s protection.
The next morning the sun in the east radiated when the two arrived at her village. The people of the land watched from their windows and doors as the unicorn and fairy stopped at each well and cleansed the water with the spiral wand of ivory that protruded from the unicorn’s head.
The fairy, in her mortal form, stood tall as a queen beside her friend. First the villagers were hesitant to approach but soon their curiosity got the better of them. They probed and poked, examining every hoof, leg and bone.
The men of the high counsel stood back and viewed what was taking place. They decided that they should possess the magic in the horn and the only way was to destroy the physical life force of the unicorn which, when the deed was done, horrified the fairy. Desperate, she cried over the physical loss of her friend. Her mind and heart could not fathom why the townsfolk would brutally massacre the one who saved them.
The fairy sobbed hysterically into the first well that had been cleansed from the disease when she heard a rustling sound come from the nearby bushes. From out of the darkness the unicorn appeared more alive than ever. After a joyous greeting the two dove into the well to retreat to roam forever in the other world.
The fairy boarded the unicorn’s back and leaned forward, she patted him gently on his strong neck. As she left Avril heard her say, “Sing for things money can’t buy, open your mind to the experience. May light and love surround. Blessings have been given, go now, rest before morn.”
A rooster could be heard loud and clear waking Avril from her deep sleep. She opened her eyes, and beheld lying on her pillow a full bloomed lotus flower. A souvenir from her journey through the faerie triad.
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