I am back and all excited about being with the little people once more. It is going to be a party. We are all invited to be there. That includes Jackson, Fiona and Gramps (their grandfather and my son Bruce). The little people will be very happy if they can come. We do not know anything about the party; only that it is going to be very special. The little people have given Gramps and me each a beautiful goblet with all the colors of the rainbow on them and we are to bring them with us. They are very big. The little people must be very strong to hold them. I will see if we can get one for you Jackson and Fiona. We do not know yet if Maura, my grandson’s wife is going to be at the party because she may have to work.
The party sounds very mysterious because they will not tell us anything about the Goblets or what they are for. We were told that the little people have made a special drink that they want us to share with them. We will soon know what it is. We have come a long way without any sign of the little people and I wonder if I took a wrong turn someplace. Suddenly there is the sound of music from behind a group of enormous trees. There comes what appears to be a small army of the little people, dressed in all types of clothing and colors you can’t imagine, funny hats and odd looking shoes that look like slippers. They were led by the leprechaun, whom I had met before. Welcome to our home, he said, but there were no houses.
He led us into an enormous clearing with very big trees all around but with a clear view of deep blue sky above. Find a seat and be comfortable said the leprechaun. There were no seats but the ground was soft as a pillow with deep lush growing moss. A heaven on earth was my thought. Soft music seemed to flow from the trees. The little people, in ever growing numbers, started to sing along with the music. I have never heard such a melodious sound before or such beauty ~~ unbelievable in such a setting, theirs and mine. I cold not understand the words. They were singing in their own language. It did not matter.
The music was beautiful to hear and the voices the same. Now, here comes the leprechaun and it appears he wants a word with us. He beckons that we meet him with the little people. As he approaches us he is proffering a bundle to us gingerly which I take from him in the same manner. The leprechaun explains, it is just their way of showing appreciation for our accepting them to live in concert with us in the woods. I answered: these woods are theirs and mine. His bundle contained two goblets just as beautiful as those given to Bruce and me.
They were for Jackson and Fiona. How wonderful! The leprechaun went on to say, be very careful of them. The goblets are over two hundred years old, all of them. Not only that, also, they carry in them, unseen, a wish for the owner. It is for a lifetime of happiness, good health, loving family and good friends. You will note, that I did not wish for you, wealth. That Stems from all the others. The goblets are a magical mystery from wise and gentle spirits of long ago. Take care, never hurt another. The potion within the goblets will take care of you.
Now friends, let the party begin! With that, came the ringing of bells, such as I’ve never heard, loud but not sharp, soft, as tho muted by velvet, sounding as an offering of love for all. The clan’s soft squeaky voices were as musical lightning strikes to one’s heart. The Nether Folk were having themselves a ball. We will find girls and boys somewhere; Jackson and Fiona can have some fun. We can ask to the leprechaun to help us, or, Jackson can go out on his own. Who knows what he might find in these woods.
The Nether Folk have decorated many of the trees so it really looks like holidays are here. One thing I have noticed, I spoke of it before. The woods about are very thick, one can hardly see out at all. However, if you were to look up, the sky is clear as can be. It’s been so a great day, I know I won’t want to go home. The air is cooling down a bit but the Little Folks are on the ball. They have several little fires all about. I wonder if they are telling stories, I think I will check it out. First though, I believe I will lie down on the mossy ground and take a rest. Later Folks!
Hello. Good Day to all. I am back, I think, tho still a bit groggy from sleep. My gosh, I’ve slept the night away. The mossy bed was better than my bed at home that has mattresses made of down. Some of the little folk, whom I had not met at my home, were quiet, I think, feeling, as strangers. The dreams I had were both scary and beautiful. There will be a lot to tell, much later. In my dreams I met the Green men. Their history is quite wonderful. They can appear at will, at any place, as big people or small. Sometimes they come as animals, you never know what they really are. It is told that they are the gods and goddesses of the forests. I must learn more about the Green Men and I will tell it to you when I do. They are very mysterious. We will learn more in time. Now, I have spent too much time on the Green Men that I don’t know enough about, to tell. I want to see my friends, the Nether Folk to see what they are doing and if they are well.
As I approached, not a sound could I hear, very unusual I thought, I wondered, did they leave? I felt a surge of disappointment pass thru me like a cloud crossing the sky. Why would the little folk leave without even a goodbye. As the thought ran through my mind I heard a cry, a whoop of joy and there stood the Leprechaun, a big grin filling his face he ran to me and hugged me and said, “We all thought you had gone away.”
I answered with a smile and hugged him back. “I will not ever leave without, in some way letting you all know why. You are my neighbors and my friends and I love your parties. Your Songs and Dance make me feel more alive than I ever felt before.”
The little people sang and danced for me and asked that I join in. I sang a bit but had trouble mastering their dance. They are so graceful and I, stiff as a pin.
The Leprechaun drew me aside and said, “We all are hungry. Will you please share our meal?”
With all the dancing I had done, I was hungry too. There were no tables, no chairs, but as before, the soft, mossy ground was better than a living room chair. Make yourself comfortable said my Host. My meal was served on plates by the little people; I guess you would call them plates. They looked like monstrous tree leaves hardened so as to be able to be held in one’s hand. No knives nor forks nor spoons, a picnic in the woods. I felt like a king with my subjects doing all for me. The meal was lavish. There was food such as I have never seen or tasted ever before. As always with the little folk it was a party. Dancing, singing, laughing ~ ~ we all joined hands and formed a circle, sort of like a wheel with spokes made up of little people. Surprisingly, a man dressed as a prince, all clad in green appeared in the center as the hub. Our first Green Man, I think. What could have been better to end a party and the day?
Good morning to all my friends, the Nether Folk, the Green Man. It looks like a wet morning and I wonder what you Nether Folk will do to keep warm and dry. I realize you have the powers to take care of all your needs. I know also that when I am with you, I will share some of the benefits you get from your power. Thank you for that.
Well now, didn’t we all see our first Green Man yesterday at your song and dance party which I think we all enjoyed to the hilt. I think the Green Man enjoyed it also. He showed it by his laughter as your wheel of life and love turned around him. It was just a wonderful day. I wonder what sort of mystery this day will bring. The Green Man himself will work magic of his own. I keep saying, He and Him, but we do not really know if he is really as he appears. Do not forget, the Green Man can appear — in whatever form he wishes for us to see. Now I must rest a bit again. All of this activity tires me out and the mossy ground is very inviting. Aha, I think the magic is at work. Tho it is still raining, my mossy bed is warm and dry. The start of another day, I was up early and took a walk to the Nether Folks’ camp out, I guess you might call it that. For the time it is their home and they seem to love it as such. Every place one looks is neat as a pin.
I do notice one thing. The Nether clan is growing. There are many more little people here than just a day or two ago. It makes me happy that they have chosen these woods for a home. Now, they are stirring. Activity is picking up and they realize I am here. The quiet of the woods is broken by their boisterous greeting. I am pleased that they have made themselves at home. Now, I see the Green Man, who, danced with us in the circle. But wait, there is something new here. I see a group of folk that seem even smaller than the little people. They are all colorfully dressed and look so vary nice. Suddenly, the Leprechaun appears. He says that these new folks are fairies. He says that they will bring pleasures to us, they are good.
The little peoples music makers appear as from nowhere and dancing begin. All of these folks are so fun loving, it is really amazing. Of course, I join in the partying. I have come here alone, but, when with the Nether Folk, you are never alone.
The music and the singing is getting louder and louder now. I must go to where it is coming from. On the way the leprechaun joined me and I asked him about the noise being so loud. The leprechaun said that the Elder of the Nether people had invited all the little people of the world to join him and the Nether Folk in celebration of the existence of all their clans. The new comers sure are noisy. They bang on anything that will produce loud sound. They are at the same time very helpful in keeping everything picked up. The whole area is spic and span. If I did not mention they have magic in their hands. They can change the colors of their clothing just by rubbing it with their hands. They can cause it to sparkle in the night or day. To me, they seem to be just a little fey, but, I just love all the little people; I would not want them to be any other way. It seems to me that each division of the clan has a bit of magic all their own. They use it sometimes for fun, but, always for doing good. One thing for you to remember, they are very small; be careful where you step. Now folks, I have been forgetting, this is a very special party for all the clans. We have been attending by invitation, let’s join in the fun. This is to celebrate the existence of all the unusual people of the world, the Nether Folk (little people), Leprechauns, the Green Men and the Fairies and perhaps more to come.
Now, I have seen these little folk, time and time again, it seems, but never have I seen a party as happy and wild as this. The mingling of the little ones from all over the world and the varying dress and colors is all but unbelievable. The singing and dancing are in such different styles, it is magical to watch. I feel as though I am a part of it, still not. I could not compete. Now, they are breaking up in smaller groups, though, still lively. The little ones seem to be having serious discussions amongst themselves. The music is louder now, I can almost feel it humming through my body as though it were another part of me that I do not recognize. The humming escalates, as it does my whole being is, it seems, to be electrified with such a pleasant feeling. I do not want it to cease.
I feel a presence beside me and look around. A person if I can really describe him as such, stands just behind me. I’ve seen pictures of this person, was my impression. O’ yes, I recall it, now I know. It is what, the leprechaun once described to me as,
the Green Man. Again I feel that strange hum in my body. Yes, I say to myself, the Green Man is the cause. He is said to be magical and can change his appearance from man to beast or spirit. No one at all seems to be in fear of him. I think~ ~I will
try to follow suit. It may be difficult as I feel my body tingle. Now, the leprechaun and the Elder are standing on either side of me and are urging me to be calm. I have the feeling I may light up at any time. The features of the Green Man do not induce what it takes to relax and be unfrightened, I will give it a try. Then, as I turn to see the Green Man, he is no longer there. He is gone my eyes are telling me ~~ the tingle continues but now I see a well dressed man. He merely says, hello, why don’t you and I join the celebration? With that he walks away. I cannot refuse and follow him and I wonder is this Green Man, a he, a she, man or beast? Should I follow him? What can be the harm? I find myself in the midst of laughing, swirling bodies, having fun. The Green Man, the handsome man, whichever, has disappeared. I feel alone and disappointed. I wish for his return.
There is a strange and eerie silence now, the music has stopped. What were small groups of the little folk are together, all in one. Darkness has settled, the dancing is done. The Elder and the Leprechaun, silently have left, the little folk remain. I will say my good-byes, head for home and perhaps dream it all.
The Green Man remains a mystery to me.
When he is near I feel a surge of his power
Over me and all about, still, I feel no fear,
Will that change as we reach the midnight hour?
Nothing unforeseen has happened through the night and early morn or even through my dreams. I am thankful for that. I think of all the work of cleaning up the little folk have to do. It’s time to pay the piper for all the fun we’ve had, not for the clan alone. As I approach the campsite of the little people, I hear not a sound. The grounds around are spic span clean. There is not a soul to be seen. These Nether Folk are amazing. They do not ever tire, so it seems. I am greeted with shouts and whistles as I. come near. There is no, what I call the Green Man and, no Leprechaun. I will stay with the Nether Folk and help, if I can.
Copyright © Charles E. Frost
October 29, 2011