Have you ever noticed that within all Fairy tales or children's fables, there is always a thread of truth? Some lesson that is meant to be imparted? Or warning given?
My own spiritual journey has taken me deep within my Celtic roots. I am predominantly Scottish with a wee bit of Irish thrown in. In September I spent a week with a group doing healing circles in the sacred stone circle sites in Southern Ireland. It was a truly profound experience. I was amazed that in Ireland, where they have fiercely preserved the Gaelic language ( it is still compulsary in school) that they have also preserved a rich history of the Celtic paegan beliefs as well. All over Ireland are holy wells and ancient places that are still a part of daily life. These belief are rich in tradition, tales and wisdom that speak deeply to my soul. Many of the practices that I take for granted today, like meditating and reading Runes would have branded me as a Witch in that time. In fact I am sure that probably actually occured once or twice as the Atma or soul of who we are is constant, and mine is fairly outspoken! Anyway, I digress.
One of the strongest Celtic legends is that of the Changeling Children. Fairies and their world, were a real presence for Celtic people, a strong part of their belief system. The Fairie Realm was separated from the realm of man by a thin veil and the Fairies crossed that veil all the time to warn, help, play tricks. They were thought to congregate beneath Hawthorne trees. This belief is still so strong that while I was in Ireland, our bus driver told us that when they were building the freeway, there was a single Hawthorne tree in the way. None of the workers would move it believing that cutting it down would bring a lifetime of menace from the fairies. This was less than twenty years ago!!! In the end, the freeway was diverted around the tree and the tree stands where it has stood for eternity in the same place today.
Although there was a healthy respect for the powers of Fairies, they were not really feared, except in one respect by mothers. It was said that if you had a particularly beautiful child, sometimes the Fairies got jealous and they would come to take the child and leave one of theirs in it's place. The Fairie children were odd and silent and did not like to be touched. Occasionally they behaved like devils, as though they were possessed. They would not look in your eyes. Mothers were told never to dress their babes in green ribbons as the Fairies had a preference for that colour ( that made me want to do a study on whether Aspie parents have a preference for the colour green! There is usually some truth embedded within). Everyone knew that the Fairies preferred boy children so it was a common practice to let boys hair grow into long ringlets so that they would be mistaken for girls.
If you realized the Fairies had stolen your child, you were to take it to the top of a hillside and leave it exposed for the Fairies to retrieve. The reality was that these children would have died of exposure or been eaten by wild animals. Imagine the parents anguish at being told to leave a child to that fate. Stories like Romulus and Remus, the twin boys abandonned who were suckled by wolves, Tarzan and his apes, Mowgli in India with Baloo his bear, all of these would have likely been fairy tales created to sooth parents who were socially pressured to leave their children in the wilderness. These were comfort stories to give some hope to parents that they were not abandonning them to certain death, but perhaps another animal in creation would take pity and raise them.
Autism is not new. It has likely existed as long as mankind. It is embedded in our history, in our stories and our cultures, hidden in the fabric of legends because it was made up of the things we couldn't understand. The realm of magic. I was facinated to realize the the stories I loved as a child are now linked to my present. The Fairies are still part of my world.....lol
In love and light,
Kathryn
My own spiritual journey has taken me deep within my Celtic roots. I am predominantly Scottish with a wee bit of Irish thrown in. In September I spent a week with a group doing healing circles in the sacred stone circle sites in Southern Ireland. It was a truly profound experience. I was amazed that in Ireland, where they have fiercely preserved the Gaelic language ( it is still compulsary in school) that they have also preserved a rich history of the Celtic paegan beliefs as well. All over Ireland are holy wells and ancient places that are still a part of daily life. These belief are rich in tradition, tales and wisdom that speak deeply to my soul. Many of the practices that I take for granted today, like meditating and reading Runes would have branded me as a Witch in that time. In fact I am sure that probably actually occured once or twice as the Atma or soul of who we are is constant, and mine is fairly outspoken! Anyway, I digress.
One of the strongest Celtic legends is that of the Changeling Children. Fairies and their world, were a real presence for Celtic people, a strong part of their belief system. The Fairie Realm was separated from the realm of man by a thin veil and the Fairies crossed that veil all the time to warn, help, play tricks. They were thought to congregate beneath Hawthorne trees. This belief is still so strong that while I was in Ireland, our bus driver told us that when they were building the freeway, there was a single Hawthorne tree in the way. None of the workers would move it believing that cutting it down would bring a lifetime of menace from the fairies. This was less than twenty years ago!!! In the end, the freeway was diverted around the tree and the tree stands where it has stood for eternity in the same place today.
Although there was a healthy respect for the powers of Fairies, they were not really feared, except in one respect by mothers. It was said that if you had a particularly beautiful child, sometimes the Fairies got jealous and they would come to take the child and leave one of theirs in it's place. The Fairie children were odd and silent and did not like to be touched. Occasionally they behaved like devils, as though they were possessed. They would not look in your eyes. Mothers were told never to dress their babes in green ribbons as the Fairies had a preference for that colour ( that made me want to do a study on whether Aspie parents have a preference for the colour green! There is usually some truth embedded within). Everyone knew that the Fairies preferred boy children so it was a common practice to let boys hair grow into long ringlets so that they would be mistaken for girls.
If you realized the Fairies had stolen your child, you were to take it to the top of a hillside and leave it exposed for the Fairies to retrieve. The reality was that these children would have died of exposure or been eaten by wild animals. Imagine the parents anguish at being told to leave a child to that fate. Stories like Romulus and Remus, the twin boys abandonned who were suckled by wolves, Tarzan and his apes, Mowgli in India with Baloo his bear, all of these would have likely been fairy tales created to sooth parents who were socially pressured to leave their children in the wilderness. These were comfort stories to give some hope to parents that they were not abandonning them to certain death, but perhaps another animal in creation would take pity and raise them.
Autism is not new. It has likely existed as long as mankind. It is embedded in our history, in our stories and our cultures, hidden in the fabric of legends because it was made up of the things we couldn't understand. The realm of magic. I was facinated to realize the the stories I loved as a child are now linked to my present. The Fairies are still part of my world.....lol
In love and light,
Kathryn