Fairies taught me how to fly
I’m here to spread their message to humankind
Igulped as Andy the abseiling instructor adjusted my harness.
‘Right then,’ he said, stepping back. ‘Just swing out of the ceiling and somersault down the theatre wall.’
Teetering on the edge of the ten-metre drop, I felt my head spin. A drama student, I’d taken a part in a play called The Life andtimes of Constance Flux – but when I’d suggested to the director that I could fly down onto the stage, I hadn’t really thought the scenery tower would be quite this high!
So I did what I always do when I’m in trouble. I asked my friends the Fae, or Faeries, as I’ve always called them, for help.
‘What should I do?’ I whispered. ‘This was my idea, but now I’m scared sick.’
At once, a warm glow filled me up. I heard the sound of bells and the world around me began to sparkle with golden lights. I felt myself relax. My friends were with me, helping me.
Youknowhowtofly, the words came to me. It’s natural for you.ask for a cup of tea.
I asked Andy for a brew, and he nodded. He returned with a steaming mug, and as I drank it, swinging from my harness, I felt my anxiety ebb away.
The Faeries were right. Deep down, I did know how to fl fly. I’d always known it.
And that, at 18 years old, was how I began my career in the circus. The Faeries led me to it.
Magicalchildhood
I’d seen the Fae since I was a little girl growing up in New Zealand.
As a child, I’d be woken up at night by the sound of tinkling bells and little dancing lights. While my parents slept, I’d slip out of the back door into the garden, where the Faeries had left me gifts of natural things; a ram’s horn, shells, petrified wood. I never saw more than a fleeting glimpse of the Fae themselves, but would hear friendly laughter as I played their games. I always felt safe and protected, even in the dark. I told everyone I knew that I was a fairy, and they thought it was adorable. But as I got older, I got funny looks when I mentioned the Fae. Some of my cousins started teasing me, so after a while, I just kept quiet. Gradually, I became more and
more introverted – and who knows where that might have led had I not been encouraged in my love of the stage by a wonderful drama teacher. Performing brought me out of my shell, gave me a buzz like no other. I enrolled at drama school, and after that, encouraged by the Faeries, circus school. Dramaticvision
The Fae were always close by, helping me. At 16, I started seeing a guy called Scott who liked street racing. The Faeries often gave me messages by popping pictures into my head and on one occasion they showed me Scott’s red car crunched into a lamp post.
I told Scott about the vision, and he took me seriously, driving ultra-carefully.
Two days later, we were driving to the cinema when another car repeatedly kept overtaking him, pulling over and overtaking again.
‘He wants me to race him,’ Scott said longingly.
‘Please, don’t do it’, I begged him. Scott slowed down, and the other car overtook him again. It pulled in to let us pass – but this time, it hit the curb, spun around in front of us and smashed into the lamp post. We stopped the car and leapt out to help. Luckily,
nobody was seriously hurt - but it was then that it hit me. This car was exactly the same colour, make and model as Scott’s car - and this was the vision I’d seen!
I knew it could have been Scott’s car that ended up like that. I was so glad the Faeries had warned me.
Circusskills
At circus school, I learned trapeze, aerial silk work, and fire performance. My boyfriend at this time was a clowning major. He had gorgeous curly hair and a cherubic look about him.
One day, he turned to me. ‘This is my last human incarnation before becoming a fully-fledged guardian angel,’ he said said.
It was an eye-opening moment for me. I realised that I wasn’t the only one having these otherworldly experiences!
My boyfriend showed me the shelves of books he had about mythology and spirituality, and we talked in-depth about the world, overlapping dimensions, and the things we both saw through the veil. It was wonderful, finally being able to speak so openly to someone.
It was then I decided to leave New Zealand and head to the UK.
Many of the myths and stories I loved centred around the British Isles. Although there’s Faery mythology all over the world, the depth and variety in the UK made me think I might be able to find other people who also believe in magic and Faeries as I do. So off I set for Britain! I found myself drawn to Brighton, and it was there that I set up my business, Felicity Fairy Parties. Kids today spend so much of their time inside, using tablets, laptops, and Xboxes, growing up so fast. My parties help them to connect with nature and their own imaginations. I like to think they carry a little bit of fairy enchantment round with them for the rest of their lives.
Faeryfestival
I discovered that a lady called Karen Kay was setting up the UK’S first big Faery Festival. I offered my services – and, suddenly, I found myself thrust into a world of like-minded folk. There were gatherings, balls and people who, for the first time in my life, really understood where I was coming from.
I’ve now been involved with Three Wishes Faery Festival and other Faery events for over 10 years. Dressing creatively, exploring your identity, allowing yourself to play, and connecting to nature, are some of the main themes amongst the Faery community. Having found my clan amongst these fabulous people, I relocated to Glastonbury, and now spend my time performing all over the UK at magically themed weddings, balls and events with my company Cirque Des Fees.
I went to the UK to look for the Fae