I believe in fairies. This may or may not come as a shock and I will shun any ridicule.
I've long believed that the Earth is alive in more ways than we can imagine. I don't believe for an instant we are the only intelligent species on this planet. I also reject the notion that ours is the greatest civilization that has ever spread across the Earth. There are far too many clues that point to the origins of our civilization far further in the past than what we were taught in school.
Legends of fairies exist in every culture, folklore, and tradition. The names may change, but the descriptions are generally the same: Earth-bound beings who possess mental faculties far greater than our own; beings that guard the land, plants, and animals in ways we can't fully appreciate. Some fairies are human-sized while others are small and take on some or all of the characteristics of the things they protect.
Have I seen a fairy? I believe so, yes. I was very young, maybe 11. It was early summer and it was on a Saturday. Between my home and the neighbor's there was a very small freshwater spring. A few times a day it would bubble up, flood a small pool and then stop. I stopped by the spring on this particular day and saw something that has stuck in my mind. Dancing in the water was a small being about 4 to 5 inches in height. It was clad in yellow and the clothing was bright and fuzzy; not unlike the down of a chick. I watched this being dance and play for about 5 minutes. I crouched down to get a better look. I decided I needed a picture, so I ran off for my small camera. When I returned to the spring, the being was gone. The water was no longer bubbling. I remember being crushed. I never saw it again. I knew it wasn't a bird or a chick. The memory is still fresh.
I can't say for certain what I saw at the spring, but I know it wasn't my imagination. It was something other than a bird or insect. I may never know, but the memory is a sweet one.
"I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!"
— J.M. Barrie
