“Earth may become on an instant all faery . . . and earth and air resound with the music of its invisible people… You may see the palace chambers of nature where the wise ones dwell in secret . . . and know an eternal love is within and around you, pressing upon you and sustaining with infinite tenderness your body, soul and spirit.” – A.E.***

(from Mara Freeman’s blog)

***AE, pseudonym of George William Russell    (born April 10, 1867, Lurgan, County Armagh, Ire.—died July 17, 1935, Bournemouth, Hampshire, Eng.), poet, artist, and mystic, a leading figure in the Irish literary renaissance of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Russell took his pseudonym from a proofreader’s query about his earlier pseudonym, “AEon.”

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9.27.14– In the early morning hours, I woke up to an awareness of the fairies in my being, as if they were playing a song within me. I heard/felt a tune. It didn’t sound quite human. I forget it now. I wish I had gotten up and played it on the piano– but I guess this wasn’t meant to be.  This has never happened to me before.