There are no words for the Faerie experience I just had...but I'll do my best.
It's the 10th of September 2024 in North Yorkshire, UK. It has rained the last few days and everything smells of rich Earth. A crisp wind has picked up strength and a dance of Autumn leaves begins to fall to the ground. This is my perfect day!
Autumn finally feels that it is here and I am eager to get out to my favourite secret place in the forest to see if the beautiful Amanitas have awoken. I know it's still early, but the excitement is too much.
For the first time this season, I slip into my brown ankle boots, which compliment my mustard yellow jumper and I'm feeling pridefully "basic" and happy.
It's nearly a 40-minute walk to my secret place in the forest, where I find thriving Amanitas each year, however, when I get there, things feel a bit different. At the start of the path, two trees have fallen, making a large barrier difficult to cross. I climb over the first one but the feel an intuitive instruction to crawl under the second one. Gross! It's impossibly close to the muddy ground and spiders are most certainly crawling all over it. But I manage anyway., suddenly feeling as if I've just broken in and entered somewhere I shouldn't be.
I ignore my silly feelings and continue going around the outside of the "best spot" for Amanitas while searching for other waking mushrooms. My path takes me to a wishing tree (or one I have so dubbed as such) and I spend a moment saying "Hello"! At that moment I realized I had forgotten to bring a handful of corn flour as an offering to the land, so I did not make a wish and continued on.
I wandered about to the lowest part of the "best spot" before cutting up through the middle and entering the Amanita realm. Then the energy shifted...drastically...
I felt as if a thousand eyes were on me and strange noises began to sound from everywhere. Noises like the sounds of trees creaking if mixed with the sound of a low growl, sounds like whistles and whispers, and sounds of things moving around me...though there was nothing the naked eye could see.
I pushed the feelings down a bit and began to call out for the Amanita in hopes of finding an early riser.
"Amanitas...! Where are you"? I spoke softly.
"Amanitas, are you there"? Rising my voice just a bit higher. Just then a small voice tugged at me and whispered " Over here, behind this rock". I look around and see a large rock about 5 paces off the foot path. I follow.
As I come to the rock and look behind it, I am disappointed to see no Amantias.
But then I hear it again... "No, behind THIS rock"...
I look and there is a larger rock, another 5 or 6 paces off the path. I follow.
As I come to the rock and look behind it, I am again, disappointed to see no Amanitas.
Then again..." Not there, behind THIS rock"...
Another rock sits an even deeper 5 paces away from the path. I realize at this time that I am being lured into a faerie trap and I quickly stand up to turn around, but as I do, I am shocked at what's directly behind me.
As I spin to head back to the path, I stop in my tracks as a tall (and rather ethereal-ly handsome) 6-foot man with bluish-purple skin stands just inches from me, blocking my return. Shocked and surprised I try to straighten up as my knees become weak and panic starts to pulse through my veins.
I'm certain that at this point my mouth was hanging open as I stood motionless and speechless before him.
Then he spoke...in a powerfully stern voice, "This is the time of birthing, you can't be here".
(Intuitively understanding that he meant specifically about the Amanitas).
I find my voice finally and stumble over my words "What! I--I--I didn't know, I'm sorry".
He then proceeded to show me that the forest was in ceremony for the "birthing" of the Amantias for the season. It showed me the energies moving inside of the Earth as they started to grow from the nutrients of the last 2 days of rain and the energies of the forest and the creatures around that were being given to them. He showed me the sacred and beautiful spirit of the Amanita as it moved like a ghost around the area, preparing to enter the mushrooms.
It was beautiful and oh-so sacred. I begged for forgiveness for intruding on such a ceremony and asked if I could leave safely. The man stood off to the side, granting my "release" as I left as gently and quickly as possible.
Back under and over the barrier trees which were now so clearly a mark of "Do not enter", and then back home.
I will forever remember this experience...but more than that, I see on an even deeper level how sacred and spiritual the beautiful Amanita is.
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