53 – Beware the Stray Sod


Mind how you go, lest you step your foot upon a Stray Sod.

This week, Kitty tackles the phenomena of the ‘Stray Sod’: an area of ground within a field which is affected/charmed/marked in some way by the Good People.

Anybody can be struck by the Stray Sod.

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No matter if a person has walked the same field, or the same path every day of their life, if they stand on a Stray Sod under the darkness of night, will suddenly find themselves lost and entirely disoriented.

Some folk find their way out by chance.

Others, who lived to tell the tale, are led to the brink of deadly accident.

Most are trapped within the field until dawn finds them, distraught and exhausted.

Is this just a case of Faerie pranksters? Playing practical jokes on Humans to entertain themselves?

Could it be a method used to punish or seek revenge on Humans who have wronged the Good People?

Or, is their motivation more complex?

Could it be the Good People trap a person until dawn for to keep them from their destination?

Do they have the ability to foresee a future event, and if so, are they helping or hindering the person by trapping them?

Curiouser and curiouser…

This week, we take a closer peek at the multifaceted nature of the Good People.

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Do you have your own tale of a Faerie sighting or encounter?

Perhaps you have your own story to share?

Kitty would love to hear from you and share your tale on our website.

Our Website is bursting with true, and truly incredible, tales of encounters with the Good People from folk all over the world. You’re sure to find a tale there to get you thinking… Thanks to everyone who has shared their own experiences with us so far.

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Podcast Credits.
Edited by Magic Dan.
Tales from duchas.ie

Theme Music:
‘Irish Coffee’ by Giorgio di Campo.

Additional Music:
‘Jazharr’ by Royalty Free Music.
‘Traveler’ by Alexander Nakarada.
‘Fairytale’ by Jonathan Segev.

One Reply to “53 – Beware the Stray Sod”

  1. True story… “Beware the Stray Sod” I don’t know if that’s a myth or not, but it sounds like what happened to me!

    My dog, a beagle, bolted out the back door. It was sleeting out, very cold, and I had just gotten home from work, so, I grabbed my keys, no coat, heels, and ran to the car to get back to, what I called, the forest. I drove in as far as I could. I got out of the car, and started walking, screaming for my dog, rounding fallen trees, twisting and turning in our “forest.” I was getting scratched from all the tree limbs and dry brush. Ugh! I was lost. It was getting dark, and I was freezing and and wet from the sleet, so, I tried to find my way back to the car. I thought about coyotes and I could hear my dog, Molly, barking in the woods, so, I kept calling her, but, I couldn’t find my dog, and now? I couldn’t find my car.

    Night had fallen, so, I looked for any lights I could walk toward! Yay! I could see a light in the distance. I headed toward it, tripping, and falling over tree stumps and clumps of wet grass. Then, I found it! A mushy, stinky, soft spot of mud and decomposing grass, you know, muck! My foot went in and my heel got stuck.
    Well, I got the shoe out and it brought with it the stink of the earth. I put that shoe on anyhow. I found where the light was coming from. It was a farm that was up the road from my home. I was so happy until I had to climb the barbed wire fence, walk toward the horse gate, (which was locked), and I climbed over that. I was on the road home! Only 3/4 of a mile to get there.

    I got home, wet, and freezing. I grabbed a coat, changed my shoes, and went to find the car. I drove it out of the woods, back down our property, and I saw my husband’s truck. I was crying because I couldn’t find my dog, so, my good husband, started to head out back to find her. …and here she comes, prancing out of our forest, all goodness and light.

    Moral of the story? Behind this house, there are no enchanted forests; only mucky, yucky woods! Or, maybe a lesson? Be patient and wait for your dog to come home.

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