Michelle holds wonderful enriching workshops for children offering a safe space for all “little believers” of Angels & fairies to explore their imaginations, create beautiful fairy & angel trinkets, share their beliefs with like hearted friends over a light fairy picnic … & most of all “be” children & have fun!
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When I was a little girl, I loved going to visit my grandparents. Their garden to me was a very magical and safe place to be. When my grandfather mowed the lawn I used to make fairy rings out of all the grass fresh from the lawn mower, the smell was beautiful. I would sit in the middle for a while just talking to the fairies.
My mother said that if you looked closely into my green eyes you could see the fairies dancing on the moon.
As I grew up, it was not so “cool” to believe anymore and so I forgot to make fairy rings with the wonderful grass and in time forgot about fairies.
Well now I am grown up and have four children of my own.
Not so long ago we took our puppy “Lulu” for a walk in a wood called “Sleepy Hollow”. It is a very, very beautiful place which a good friend of mine was kind enough to tell me about. As we walked we came to a wooden bench that was the perfect place to sit and rest and have a snack.
As I sat down I felt a fairy at my feet, it sort of tickled – I remembered that wonderful feeling.
I closed my eyes, and allowed my two “physical” eyes to “stop working” and let my one “magical eye” do all the work – There by my shoe was a fairy. He said his name was “Gorba” but I could call him “Gobbie” for short. He said that I had forgotten to dance with the fairies. He held out his hand and said “May I have this dance?”
Well, I was really laughing because he was so delightful in his little smart outfit and I so wanted to dance. My children wondered what I was laughing at.
So I asked them to sit down on the bench with me. I told them to relax their two eyes, and feel the warm sun on their forehead. The warm sun opened a magical eye and I told them to look at the woods through this eye.
What happened next was so magical. My children could see what I could see. The woods were full of fairies. We met Robyn and his bird Whistle, we met “neurfs” who was very nervous, we met Spike who was incredibly grumpy with us for not bringing them any treats and we met Kashiwar who had a crazy sense of humour.
That afternoon in the woods is a time I hold very dear in my heart and I know now I will never forget or disbelieve in Fairies again….