Excerpt from Dream Journal: December 2012
Yesterday I pulled ‘The Song’ card from the Brian Froud “Heart of Faerie Oracle.” Its message is to listen for the song of life throbbing beneath the surface of things—-no matter where you are. When I met Brian Froud he told me and my friends that there are plenty of faeries and nature spirits to be found in New York City, and this card asks us to look deeply at the world to see the life that is swirling around us each day. To listen for the The Song of Faerie even in cities… that each scrub of brush has life and magick in it. I took it to heart, and listened with my spirit and looked with my inner eyes for 24 hours…
I am oftentimes guilty of being a heartsick child of nature ‘trapped’ in an urban landscape. This card asked me to snap out of it, attune to the energies that I am taking part in, and to come home to my connection to the natural world that is available to me here. Spending a day looking with different eyes, I received profound healing. I could see and hear what I had been missing: The trees’ immense energy lining the streets, the squirrels’ laughter, the cosmic patterns that the beautiful pigeon and starling families make as they swirl their bodies in flight. The pathways of light between the Oaks, Poplars, and London Planes standing as proud lookouts at the highest point in Brooklyn where I go running. There, they stand witness to the Great Metropolis…
And here, in a place made of canyons of steel, subterranean iron dragons, endless motion, and the wild din of Humanity— I look for faeries. And do I find them in this strange land where sprawling parks and ocean views stand beside gutters of trash and car horns? Do I find them dancing in the moonlight under my tiny Magnolia tree, and in the cackle of Blue Jay at my window as he calls out in counterpoint to the car alarm? Or in the little tattered glens of trees and shrubs between apartment buildings and four lane highways? Oh yes. Here there be faeries, here Mother Earth still unfurls her divine raiments for us to gaze upon, here The Song of Nature still sings out above the clatter of ‘Progress.’ We need only look and listen deeply, and we are reunited. <3