If Fairies Actually Danced In Our Gardens

If Fairies Actually Danced In Our Gardens

Like many lovers of fantasy, I've always been enchanted by fairies. As a little girl, my bedtime was filled with stories of tiny winged fairies using their magic to help human children. I stared in wonder at pictures of their shimmering gossamer wings and petite flower petal dresses. And I learned all about different types of fairies - from dainty nature sprites to quick-witted pixies or household brownies.

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As I grew up, my fascination with fairies stuck around. While my friends moved on from fairy tales to more "serious" topics, I continued immersing myself in fairy lore. My imagination still sparks when I watch Tinkerbell fly in Peter Pan or see Luna Lovegood’s whimsical belief in fantasy creatures in Harry Potter. Something about fairies captures that sense of childlike innocence mixed with a touch of mischief that appeals to my spirit.

These days I find myself wishing more intensely than ever that tiny fairies truly existed. Can you envision it, hungry garden fairies sipping morning dew from flower petals in backyard gardens, Children leaving little trinkets or cups of cream outside fairy houses hoping to gain fairy blessings? And the tinkling of fairy laughter echoing through forests as they play magical tricks on wandering travelers who stray from the paths.

I yearn for the pure magic and vitality real fairies would breathe into our mundane world. Picture working late one evening when you glance outside to spot the fluid dance of glowworm-like fairies weaving through the office plants. They'd be blessing the greenery, encouraging healthy new growth while leaving a sparkling shimmer behind them. Surprising little moments of loveliness like that remind you not to lose your inner childlike sense of joy.

Or perhaps you’re backpacking through an ancient forest, marveling at the towering redwood trees when you notice tiny monastery-like dwellings built into the bark. A whole fairy village right there inside the heart of the woods! Glimpses like this make you pause and appreciate that untouched realms of enchantment still exist in nature if you pay attention.

Beyond their whimsical appeal, I wish people could learn positive lessons from real-life fairies too, just like many fairy tales teach. The fairy community’s interdependence regardless of differences in appearance or talents demonstrates the strength of embracing diversity. Fairies’ tendency to retaliate against human cruelty or greed shows that wanton destruction of nature always backfires. And the value fairies place on simple acts of kindness reflects how good deeds multiply, uplifting entire communities.

Mostly, having fairies exist among us would remind people that wonder and magic still thrive in the world...if you make space for them. With increasingly busy, technology-driven lives, we’ve lost touch with nature’s more mystical side. We dismiss as silly or impossible anything that can’t be explained by science. But what if fairies served as ambassadors to the unknown ,keepers of mystery that fuel human creativity, open-mindedness, and childlike joy?

Having regular reminders that magical dimensions exist alongside our visible world would surely uplift the human spirit. If radiant beings like fairies occupy the same forests and gardens that we do, doesn’t that compel us to nurture and protect those environments? To approach even familiar spaces with new eyes seeking undiscovered wonder all around us? With such glory dwelling right under our noses, cynicism has no place.

Yes, in troubled times like these, escaping reality through fairy fantasies may sound counterproductive. But my longing for real fairies isn’t about avoiding humanity’s struggles. It comes from that innate spark inside all of us , that eternal inner child who wants to believe magic is possible. That tiny flame keeps our hearts open and fills us with childlike hope instead of jaded bitterness.

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So while Tinkerbell and her fairy friends may only ever exist in stories, I'll still peek behind tree trunks and investigate every strange nature sound. Just in case I spot a radiant fairy blessing the forest I’m exploring. Because as long as we nurture that tiny flame of wonder and possibility within us, the magic of fairytales will never fade away. And our world will shine all the brighter for it.

_{This is my response to the hive ghana prompt}