The fairies have taught me many life lessons, but the most important lesson has had to do with innocence. For adults, rediscovering our innocence requires a sort of passage back in time to when we were younger and still had our romantic views of love and life intact. To a time when we still believed in unbelievable things; in fantastic realms, in magic, in miracles, and in everlasting love so deep it pervades many lifetimes. Truly, innocence is the heart which has not yet been touched or tarnished by a rough exterior world.
As we grow out of childhood we fall away from the heart a bit. We fall away from our childlike essence and from the belief in fantastical things. It happens so gradually some of us hardly even noticed its absence at all. It wasn’t time alone that washed away its memory, but also a mechanized “adult” world that seems to operate on a lack of hopes and dreams.
In order to rediscover our innocence, or as I like to call it: “the not-yet-jaded heart”, we must reclaim our childlike wonderment, and remember what it was like to have hopes and dreams and a ripe imagination. We must dip our toes in the past. It’s important to remember who we were when we were young; how we felt when we still believed in miracles and fantastical realms. How we felt the first time we ever fell deeply in love before we knew heartbreak existed. It takes a certain degree of letting go, forgetting, and perhaps even forgiving, to recapture innocence. For we must let go of all that has sought to destroy us along the way, in order to reshape ourselves as whole again.
Innocence is above all else a state of mind. It exists within the realm of fairy. And as I mentioned in a previous post “To Fairy Realms and Far Away Lands”: what is fairy but a youthful sense of wonder before the darker more human experiences have had a chance to reach out from the shadows to touch us.
