This is a fascinating experience. I suspect that given Simon feels this was some ‘Faerie intervention’, it probably was, but… it is difficult to explain. We would need to consider the incidence of Faerie attaching themselves to particular families and also ‘appearing’ great distances from home.
It is particularly interesting that Mary was raised in a family not only aware of the Good People, but clearly allowed the Good People into their daily lives. It’s a curious one, please let me know what you think, or if you have heard of a similar occurrence.
I was recently reminded of an interesting experience I had in my youth which I feel may be a time I encountered these Good People. I feel that I may have encountered some sort of changeling… yet I would love to hear your view on this encounter.
It was many years ago, in the early 2000s. I was fairly young and living in my home country of Australia, in the capital city of Canberra. I had been dating a young Irish girl whom came to Australia for a holiday. Her name was Mary and we hit it off and quickly moved in together before we planned on getting married (yes, it was a very quick romance… I think the whole issue of getting a visa played a big part in this).
Her family were very angry that she had decided to marry someone they never met, and after weeks of phone calls and letters they persuaded her to come home to Ireland for a short while before she would return for the marriage. It was their intention to talk her out of it when she was home.
Mary and I drove to Sydney International airport with a few of my friends who wanted to see her off too. Mary and I said our sad goodbyes, promising to see each other again in a couple of months when she would return. I watched her walk to the departure gate and leave. I sadly returned to Canberra (several hours drive away) with my friends, where we decided to go out in an attempt to cheer me up and get my mind off missing Mary.
We decided to go to the movies, where we would watch a movie (funnily enough) called “Something about Mary” and we were the only people in the cinema. After the movie, we chatted for a while as the credits rolled before my friends and I stood to leave.
The cinema lights had been turned on, and we could see very well. As we entered the aisle to leave , near the door to the cinema, stood Mary. She stood there staring at us, wearing the same clothes we just saw her wearing when she boarded the plane, with no real expression on her face. My friends and I stopped in the aisle when we saw her… we all looked at each other and one of them asked if that was Mary.
I told them it couldn’t be… they were with me when I dropped her off at the airport… she should be well into her flight back to Ireland. We stood and watched her for a moment before she turned slowly and proceeded to walk to the closed door.
At this point we started to follow, she opened the door and walked through, allowing it to close behind her. We quickly reached the door and opened it, to see her standing in the main cinema corridor (from which other cinema’s branched).
The corridor was only partially lit, yet we could see her very clearly. She was part way up the corridor, her body sideways to us and she watched us as we left the cinema. My friends again told me that it was Mary, yet I said that it can’t be Mary… I said that they knew as well as I did that she was on a plane, and this person was acting very strange.
We stood in silence, watching her before she moved again. She slowly turned and walked down the corridor away from us, heading towards the large cinema at the end of the hall. I could see as she walked, her head turned slightly every now and then to see us as she walked. I knew she wanted me to follow her, and my friends asked if I was going to follow her. I wanted to,,, yet I replied that I wouldn’t follow.
I knew it wasn’t my Mary… I didn’t know what it was, yet I suspected that it was not a good idea to follow this figure.
A day or two later. Mary called from Ireland to let me know she arrived home safely. When I told her about the figure I had witnessed, she had no knowledge of this visitation we encountered… not that I thought she would.
One more interesting point… when I did meet her family they were very connected to the Faerie world. Not a day would go by without them mentioning something about the Good People… something, at the time, I thought was very unusual.
When I think back, knowing what I do now, could it be possible that the Good People were trying to prevent Mary and I from being together? If so, it changed little as Mary and I married later that year, although our marriage didn’t work out in the end. So who knows?
I often wonder what would have happened had I followed that “pseudo” Mary. Would my life be more interesting? Would I have gone to some place amazing? Or was it some phantom creature who meant to cause me harm?
I guess I will never know.
Simon – Sydney.