Once upon a time can happen every day. It does happen every day.
How often are we rushing too blindly through our moments and hours to pause and watch the magic reveal itself?
How often do we spend our time thinking, thinking, thinking, round and round and round, going nowhere, trying to figure things out?
How often do we just sit and look–sit and be–wandering along a lake, pausing in a forest?
If you listen hard, you’ll sometimes hear the magic, like giggling fairies, in the distance.
Like the other night, when I was walking along the lake–I heard–
I think I heard–
The sound of laughter. Children’s laughter. Back at the beginning. Near the long beached white log on the shore.
Always sit and listen to children’s laughter. It will bring a smile to the hardest and saddest of faces. Their laughter can melt a grieving heart, a suffering spirit.
Suddenly, as simply and quickly as it arose, the laughter disappears. The children are gone.
No sign of them anywhere.
Was it really the laughter of children–or was it perhaps a visit from the wee ones, the invisible ones, the fairies?
Look! There, back at the beginning, lies a pile of stacked rocks leading from earth to sky! One sits out in the water, how many stones high? Another rises from the beached log, maybe fifteen precarious stones high, an engineering feat, a marvel of spirit.
No sign of children. No sign of cars. No sign anywhere. It is a hushed evening, an evening of possibility, an evening where summer fairies might just laugh open some deserted rocky beach, and build cairns to celebrate their eternal joy.
I think it was the fairies. Don’t you?
Kathy – I’m afraid to breathe for fear these wondrous images will go poof and away! These photos are so unbelievably beautiful that there are no words to express their impact. Thank you for sharing your magic once again. That Buddha stone is incredible! How I miss that lake and shore!
oooooo I love the stone stacks!! Have seen them all along the north shore and all along the UP shores…it is magic I think!! 😀 Some of them have been so high, it’s a marvel to see! In the first picture I see a shark fin..do you? 😀 I love the rocks of Lake Superior.
I, too, think it was the faeries (and I love the Buddha rock!)
I was in the deepest of deep meditations this morning and found myself sitting here with you. How does that happen??? Love you and miss you and wishing I was on those rocks right now. Something yet this summer I hope……the waves and the rocks and the stars are calling me home again. ~*~
Hi Kathy, I thought the Buddha rock looked like a mother holding her baby!
Gee, one of the things I miss the most as the kids have grown and gone away is the beautiful sound of their laughter.
Thank you …
The shots of the rock strewn lakeshore and cairns put me in mind of Andy Goldsworthy’s work. I guess you could call him a performance artist of sorts. his medium is pretty much whatever strikes his fancy but most often rocks and driftwood. Google him up and check out his work. I sure you will like it .
I have been known to enjoy a particularly beautiful hiking spot by taking the time to build a cairn. I wish I could take credit for these as it looks like a perfect place to spend a summer afternoon.
“Looking down at curving rock formations” is a very artistic shot.
Lovely. Yes, maybe fairies.
I love to come by these days and just gaze at your photos. 🙂
Great shoreline pics… loved all the texture.
My Granddaughter would certainly agree – we have a special tree stump here in the forest that we call the altar stump. We put pieces of quartz in it, and found bird feathers, and other magical charms. Sometimes, the things we put there are missing, and Amanda says the forest fairies took them. I’m inclined to agree with you and her.
Yes, definitely fairies. Fairies at play among the water and the rocks. Building cairn. Frolicking in the waves. Letting the splashing water tickle their toes and the buttercups tickle their noses.
Magical indeed! Somewhere out there the lake fairies were hiding and watching you discover their work!
I think the fairy’s name is Kathy! 😉
I am so glad you liked this post. It was a delightful evening. No, Karma, I swear on a stack of Bibles that the fairy’s name was NOT Kathy. She was in the swamp, listening to the tinkle of magical laughter, and photographing leaves & sticks. I love magic nights. And once, at age 12, I was transported to the fairy kingdom for an afternoon. Ooops, you’re not suppose to say that on a respectable blog, are you?
Did you stack all those rocks? You certainly photographed them beautifully.
Nope, it wasn’t me, Michaela. I was back in the swamp taking pictures. besides, I couldn’t get this many to stack without falling down. 🙂
Once again your photos and your words capture my imagination, and make me want to walk quietly and listen and experience whatever lies ahead.
Bonnie, I am glad to have captured your imagination. The fairies certainly captured mine, lol!
Nothing is as moving as the sound of children’s laughter… except perhaps the sound of their tears. Whether they are laughing or crying, I know that the faeries and angels are listening intently.
Amy-Lynn, it is a magical delight to see you peek in with fairy-like tiptoes once again. You are right about children’s laughter–and tears. I think the angels, especially, are wiping those tears away. Hope you’re having a magical summer!
Like Amy, moved deeply by the sound of children’s laughter. And what we hear when we listen closely…..
Have a wonderful summer Kathy 🙂
**pushing the “like” button. Thanks, Colleen. And thanks to everyone else who posted a comment on this blog. I think I got confused and only replied to half the people or somethin’. See you guys, I did need a break! lol!
Oh my! Magical thoughts. brilliant. yeah Kathy, I think they must be the fairies too! 🙂 Pictures are beautiful. I loved them. Which reminds me truly, when my sisters kids come over to our house there is so much of laughter, giggles, noise and suddenly when they finish their vacations and they leave, we feel the emptiness and the silence building up in the house, children are so special!
Thank goodness SOME of you guys agreed that is was the fairies. Phew. Didn’t want to be the ONLY one who thought that.
Sonali, I am smiling thinking about your nieces and nephews and the joy and laughter in your house. Precious–that you get to experience this!