She was a passionate girl, full of life, who became crumpled up, covered in dust.
Last night I dreamt what it was like to be in war,
The people around you, they start to disappear . .
Tonight someone’s missing from the dinner table
Grabbing at anything to put out the flames,
I leave all my clothes behind,
I won’t be needing them anymore..
Little red wagon, take me home.
Fuck, I’m still falling for her . .
I felt this image perfectly expressed what it might be like for a person who truly loves someone, but isn’t able to be a part of their life.
It was always you I felt in my heart
Who whispered, “You’re safe. You’ve come home.”
I lay my head on your chest, so that I can feel your rythym
And I whisper back, “No matter what it seemed, a love like ours could never truly come undone.”
Sadness overcame me, out of the blue
I couldn’t explain why I felt this way,
though the tears rushed out of me like words
from a fountain pen,
upon the parchment,
line by line,
life by life
as the well of my teardrops turned to dust
and just like that,
I was gone.
At the Elf School in Reykjavik, we received a guest one afternoon. An older gentleman, he was a seer- of Elves, of Huldufolk (hidden people), and of the dead. He spent about an hour with us, graciously answering our questions, while the school’s headmaster translated back and forth.
You see, this seer’s incredible gift was both a blessing and a curse. To be aware, always, of other beings; other dimensions which most people could scarcely imagine. But too much sight could overwhelm the mind. Can you picture yourself sitting in a classroom, focusing on your academics, while everywhere you turn you see ghost spirits? As a boy of eleven, he had to leave school behind. In Iceland in those days, they taught English as a third language (after Icelandic and Danish) in schools starting at age twelve. For this seer, it meant that he would need the assistance of a translator in order to share many of his experiences, as he went on to work with Iceland’s Paranormal Society.
During our Q & A session with him at the Elf School, the 21 of us were as curious as could be. I remember asking him if the hidden people needed clairvoyant abilities in order to see us, or if all were able to naturally. I also asked about various aspects of the hidden people’s culture, with one question being, have you ever seen one walking with a dog? Do they live with dogs, cats, and other animals as we do? He answered that he had never seen them together, though he couldn’t rule out any relationship with dogs and such.
That night after class, I made my way to the Elf capital of Iceland, Hafnarjordur. I went off exploring Hellisgurdi Park, which is said to have quite a few Elves in residence. Upon entering the park, I noticed this curious sign– “Elf Circle, elves next 6 km.” Above it was a sign stating, “NO DOGS.”
It’s funny how the Universe can provide us with the answers we seek, hidden in plain sight. As it turns out, a dog may be man’s best friend, but not an elf’s!
You can find out who is an elf’s best friend in my storybook. As it’s being developed, you can follow along here and on my new Facebook page, Nature’s Secrets.
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