Published: Monday 5th of June 2023
Away With The Fairies!
Do you believe in fairies, or pixies for that matter? I’m not sure I’d even thought about them since childhood, whether they were real or imagined. That all changed for me a number of years ago during an afternoon meditation, when I had the following exhilarating out-of-body experience… A pleasant but quite ordinary-looking man came up to me and said that his Delsie wanted to see me. “It rhymes with Elsie,” he added. As if that made it any clearer! Nonetheless I had the impression that the Delsie was a pixie of some kind. My teacher, Gladys, was nearby and I called over to her, asking if she knew who or what the Delsie was. Like me, she thought it was a pixie. She reached for a dictionary, a fairy dictionary no less, to look up the word. Then she nodded her head. “Yes. Similar to a pixie.” With that she left me alone with the man. (I should mention here that Gladys was seeing fairies, and writing about the important work they do, even before I was born. So small wonder that her inner body had access to a fairy dictionary.)
The man smiled and then started speaking in a different voice to before. I intuitively knew it was the Delsie’s voice, talking through the man. “I wish to see you. Will you come?” he said. I must have agreed, although I hadn’t spoken, and I found myself whirled high in the air above our house. With a shock I realised I was still perched on the old battered leather armchair which I’d sat in to meditate. No longer was it an ordinary item of furniture, it had become a flying chair! I was aware of two people in the air just behind me, though I seemed unable to turn round to see who they were. One of them spoke however, and said we were going to Fairyland. My ears pricked up at that, for I knew it meant we were not travelling somewhere else in our world, but into another dimension of life altogether.
By this time we were so high up that nothing was visible below. And as we continued rising even higher still, I began finding it hard to breathe. I wondered if I was being taken somewhere I shouldn’t go to. I called out, asking for help. My breathing became more and more laboured. Then suddenly on the instant I found myself still sat in the chair but tilted to one side, floating down from ceiling height in my own room. I just had time to notice a reflection of what was outside my window in the wardrobe door mirror. And then the chair landed back in its place on the floor and my breathing returned to normal.
I often wonder what I would have seen if I’d been brave enough to continue my journey. And I secretly hope that one day the Delsie will ask to see me again. One thing I did gain from the experience is a firm conviction that we should never be too quick to dismiss what we don’t understand. It may be that we have not the eyes to see or the ears to hear. That said, we can be confident that by continuing to take note of the lessons of life, and by learning how to truly love, the soul itself will be our eyes and ears in whatever adventure life holds for us.
Author: Colin