Dancing with the Fairies

Memoir of an American Yogi

It’s not often that you hear the advice:

“You need to go dance in the fields with the fairies!”

And probably less often that one would hear that and already have plans the very next night to do that exact thing.

It was the morning of September 9, 2001. I only remember because of the events that happened two days later, events that made a deep imprint upon the whole world. That Sunday morning was sunny and warm as I joined some friends at the Spiritualist Camp in a neighboring town.

Spiritism officially began in 1867 in France and then spread globally. It is an organization that believes in the survival of the soul after death and that it’s possible to communicate with those spirits.

Having always been interested in the occult and psychics who had the ability to relay information I may never have had otherwise discovered, I was particularly excited about visiting with this medium whom I had heard wonderful things.

Sarah Benson was the special guest. She was a beautiful older woman who had a delightful air about her and talked in a calm and nurturing way. In her mid-fifties Sarah was gifted the ability to play the music of a person’s soul. And although she had never played any musical instruments prior, her awakening allowed her to become a channel of sound and she was able to express her gift through a wide variety of instruments.

Sarah played a beautiful soothing lullaby on a bamboo flute for my friend that felt very much like a native grandmother spirit. When my turn arrived she pulled out a piccolo and began a lively tune that was fast and fun! It went on and on with robust joy. As she finished playing she laughed aloud for a good long time and said, “Wow, where did that come from?”

Then she turned to me and shared “You are surrounded by fairy spirits, sprites who want you to laugh and dance more. They are calling you to the fields. You need to go dance in the fields with the fairies!”

I was astonished because as I mentioned, I was already planning to dance in a field the very next night!

Sarah also taught me how to call in the fairies whenever I needed them. “Anytime you want to call upon the fairy creatures, just sing out:

That next evening I rollerbladed to the park for the dance class. As I began, there was one long hill that I was struggling climb. And I got the great idea of calling in the fairies to see if they could help me along.

So I made the call, “Too loo loo loo loo loo! Too loo loo loo loo loo! Too loo loo loo loo loo!”

All of a sudden, it literally felt like a wind came at my back and pushed me up the hill. No kidding, I felt that I was being pushed along and supported. It was truly amazing!!

I remember that night as if it were yesterday. Some memories just stay like that. I was dancing with the fairies. And although I didn’t actually see them, I knew they were there. I knew they would be with me any time that I wanted to call upon them. I knew they were with me even when I forgot about them again.

The tragedies of the next day jolted me out of my fantasy world. The hard truth of real life hit me right between the eyes. Everything felt different and for about a week following September 11th as the whole world was connected through our grief, something had shifted.

I still call on the fairies and know in my heart of hearts that there is more to this great mystery than we can ever fathom. Too loo loo loo loo loo!

Trish dressed as a fairy queen.