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I guess I'm a lucky woman to have been blessed and welcomed so readily by the fairies (or it seems so in my eyes)!

I've been very spiritual since the age of around 21. For a while I began to believe I was schizophrenic, but I was just HEARING things, I was "seeing" and seeing (for those who know about spirits, they'll know what I mean by "seeing").

I had been working closely at developing a relationship with a spiritual guide that a woman had mentioned I had around me. The guide was not a fairy at all, but he was very loving and protective. So as I formed communications with him, it seemed as though I opened a floodgate into the other world.

It had been feeling like a new friend (and sometimes foe) was breezing in and out. I was SOOO new to all of this, and I relied heavily on a pendulum and meditation. At first I hardly believed any of it.

However, one evening a small male spirit (I believe him to be a fairy) entered my home and was making A LOT of contact with me. At first he was hard to handle, he would hide things and insist on having me clean when I was exhausted. Once I was cleaned up though, my items would return a few hours later. He wasn't bad at all, in fact he was being very pushy to keep me organized and to become a better person. I used to have a horrible habit of telling little lies to my parents to keep them from nagging me, this stopped quickly because of the fairy who was consistently scolding me.

He gave me his name. Out of respect for him, this name will be held private. I had a vague idea at the time what the significance was behind a spirit giving you their name. It took me a long while to understand just how powerful something as simple as a name could be for them.

For those disbelievers, here is what I can literally see and feel from my dear friend.

One evening I was meditating and asked HIM and only him to help me understand their world. We fondly call it "practicing". Practicing involves a few different things, sometimes it involves me just sitting in the dark, eyes open and fear repressed. This evening it was exactly that. I sat in my bed, with meditation oil and stared off into the darkness. Then within only a few minutes a beautiful small white ball seemed to float across the room and disappear. If you had seen it, there wouldn't have been a doubt in your mind what it was. You just…knew.

He's been amazing since our first "rocky" weeks together. He plays games with me to help me clean my home. He'll find an object in the mess and then will tell me to pick up all the shoes before he gives me a new clue. I'll pick up the shoes. He'll then tell me to do the laundry for a new one. I do the laundry. Then he'll say "The RING is…" and you'll literally feel your hand shifting into a direction, and sure enough I find an earRING.

He's unbelievable. If you haven't made contact yet, don't give up.

Welcome to Real Faries, scastonguay!!

Your Fae Spirit guide sounds like someone I would really like as well :-) I respect not knowing his name- Even Mr. E doesnt feel led to give his name , which is why we call him "Mr. E". When I was reading Tanis Haniwell's book, "My Summer with the Leprechauns", even the main leprechaun that still continues to work with Tanis to this day , was not able to give her his name either. He felt bad about it and hoped she understood. He explained that if he gave his name then any time someone who read her book wanted to contact him with their thoughts, it would be like a telephone constantly ringing and would be a bit distracting for him with his missions and work. I totally can understand that. lol.

Before my faery encounter, I was told by a Native American Clairivoyant woman the name of whom I would meet one day- and I recorded that name down- but had no idea this clairivoyant was referring to an actual Faery Being. I thought she was referring to a ghost of some long distant human relative from my past, etc.

After I had a one on one faery encounter , I realized later that this was who that clairivoyant was referring to- and I felt NOT to ever share her name . It is only in my journal, but I am not free to share it online ever. It would be like a betrayal to her if I did.

I know that the faery love things neat and orderly. When you look at a beautiful forest or seashore, that hasnt been corrupted or polluted by humans, you do not see filth and disorder. You see order and beauty. The Faery want us to get into the habit of bringing that order and beauty into our own personal living spaces before they are willing to share that space with us. They don't like human dumps in Nature and they don't like the same human dump within a home either. I can't say I blame them.

Just the other day I found the "faery love" banner that I had purchased from Natalie and Susan's Real Faeries webstore — it had mysteriously blown off of the shutters that I had it hanging on in my hallway window. I couldnt find it for months. This past weekend I had this impulse to start cleaning and tossing away all of my mother's old telephone books that she had piled up on the steps at the bottom of the stair case. I went through all of the books and magazines and only kept what she was willing to part with– and that was when I found that banner!– it mysteriously blew from the window hook and wedged itself behind all of the stacked phone books. We had phonebooks piled up downstairs from 2006! (My mother is a hoarder)
The thing is that the Faery were a major part of the reason why I started cleaning there in the first place. I want to make them feel comfortable visiting my home as a portal for themselves during the Winter months when they want to visit between realms and other warmer parts of the Earth they go to during our Winters here. I wouldnt doubt that the Faery made that blow off the window so that I would search for it and clean up the clutter in the process :-)

Please send your Faery Guide our warmest regards and and hugs– and God bless him for being so patient with us humans!! He may even know the faery that I met that day 3 years ago- I still feel a lasting bond with her to this day- even though I am not psychic in the least.

The only reason I was able to see her was due to a prayer I made prior to this, asking God to allow me to meet one of these Beings if they actually exist. So He must have given my non-existant psychic senses a temporary boost– just for that one morning. I am forever grateful for that- just as you also feel so blessed.

Thanks so much for sharing your experiences with the Fae with us! Please send our love to that Faery Guide! He sounds awesome :-)