Three Fairy Spells

I feel a certain sense of obligation. Many of you have found my little blog seeking fairy spells, only to find out this is just another writer’s blog, dedicated to who-knows-what.

So here’s a little something for you spell-seekers.

1. This first one has no magic words, but it’s hard enough without that. Take two butterfly wings. (But you can’t kill butterflies to get them. So good luck.) Water them with the dew from a golden apple. This apple must come from a tree of life, which can only be found by hard toil and a lot of luck, usually with the assistance of talking creatures. You mustn’t pick the apple. And of course you’ll need to be there early in the morning. Oh, and don’t forget that you can’t sleep in the garden where the apple grows. When you get the dew, keep it safe in a vial, and be careful who you show it to, as it might get stolen. Let the butterfly wings steep in the water of life for two days or longer. Whenever a child becomes gravely ill, put these drops on his tongue, and all will be well.

2.  The next spell is a little rhyme you can say. It’s a spell for ridding yourself of geese. I’ve translated it from the elvish by way of German. Here goes:

Begrime the goose with soot

And kick him with your foot

He’ll thank ye well for this here spell

And fly away to boot*


Goose (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

* No geese were harmed in the production of this rhyme.

3. Since elfish things come in threes, I’ve saved the best for last. The fairy spell worth more perhaps even than the dew of a golden apple is the one which makes life worth living. It gives us a world in which we can live not only longer, but better and richer lives. It fills even the space of an hour with movement and joy. It takes us far from home without burning petroleum and without risk to life and limb–though it is perilous in its own way. It brings us sometimes–rarely, but if we’re lucky–to a fuller vision of ourselves and (better still) those we love, or should have loved all along. I mean, of course, that elfish gift of a story well and truly wrought. And this, of course, is what I meant by “fairy spell,” when I called this blog by that name. I hope you will forgive me. But if not, you still have the spell for ridding yourself of geese, which is more than you had before.


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