My family have always been Catholic but me and my grandmother have always been attracted or pulled towards nature. She’s really good with plants and even talks to them if that’s a little crazy but it’s worked for her.
I’ve always been good with animals, domestic and wild. They seem to know I have a good intent which allows me to help them when I feel need help.
I first got into reading fairy lore since I joined the missing 411 subreddit and become fascinated by how people could disappear in such weird and reoccurring circumstances. A common explanation offered that these incidents seem to be connected with the Fae.
I kept on exploring and reading about them. I listened to stories on YouTube from Scary Fairy Godmother. Somehow, I got to the point where I wanted to build them a fairy house. I still didn’t know if they were real or not, but was very curious.
So, I started on the project. I used cardboard that was in the recycling bin, painted it, and decorated with leaves, fallen petals and twigs. I was pleased with the result and decided to make a second one, this one being bigger and including a small bed and a bench.
That’s when I started finding feathers.
At first it was in my backyard in a path I usually take and I just considered myself lucky and incorporated it to my second fairy house.
It was black, big and sleek.
Then I found another one in my grandma’s house.
This was weird since I found it inside the house.
It was also black but a bit smaller.
I picked it up and once again I put it inside my more elaborate fairy house.
I was so into creating the second fairy house, I didn’t even get hungry. I just wanted to finish it, make it prettier, adding more comforts to it etc.
I’ve also felt I’ve been being tested recently.
A few days ago, a hen and her chicks were in the middle of the road. I was with my mom in the car and she kept honking at them but they wouldn’t move. I got out of car and lead them to safety.
That night, my cat brought in a small bright green iguana to the house. My cat was trying to kill it. I managed to get him out of the house with treats.
Then my dog wanted to also kill it. I placed my dog in my room so it wouldn’t kill the poor iguana. I found two cardboard boxes and gently with a broom nudged the guy to go inside one of the cardboxes. Then I placed the second one on top and proceeded to go downstairs and into my backyard to safely release it.
Then my cat was smelling the box again. After all this work I wasn’t going to release the little guy just so my cat would try to kill it again. I picked up my cat, put him in my room then went down again and finally was able to set the guy free. Little guy didn’t want to leave his box so I gently touched his tail so he could get running and find somewhere safe.
I felt happy and fell asleep early which is rare with my insomnia. I dreamed I was walking again through my backyard. I found white feathers. Then I kept going and found beautiful brow, orange-ish feathers, bright blue feathers, big peacock feathers.
I went downstairs and was tending to my dogs when I stumbled upon a fluffy white feather. I noticed it, but left in the ground and kept walking.
Then I found another, fluffy white feather right in my path. I picked it up and have placed it in my second fairy house.
I’m in awe.
There have been too many signs at the same time for them to be just coincidences.
I’d like to point out I usually don’t find many feathers, or hens with chicks standing in the road, or my cat bringing bright green lizards. I usually don’t dream about feathers or much at all really. I feel something is trying to communicate me suddenly.
I keep on finding a lot of feathers. One day I kept finding feathers in triplets. For us Catholics 3 is a holy number since we believe in the Holy Trinity, that God is made up of three distinct beings of the same divine nature. So, to me the three is significant.
I thanked them and some have been added to the houses while others I just hold it and throw them when there’s a breeze to watch them fly away.
My dreams have been vivid and weird.
I had a dream which I don’t really recall, but the remarkable thing is I woke up at 5am, on my own. (Just for context I’m a college student. My sleep schedule is very much out of whack. I’m more likely to fall asleep at 5am then to wake up at that time.)
I woke in an almost trance-state.
Switched off the air conditioner and just heard the sounds of nature as everything was waking up.
I live in a rural area so I heard, the crickets, birds and all the roosters.
Then I heard humming in my left ear.
Human, or human-sounding, humming a melody I didn’t know.
I’ve tried to remember it, but honestly it just blurs out.
I didn’t feel scared, it was very calming almost like a lullaby.
I didn’t have any feelings of fear or danger.
I felt safe.
Styru, Puerto Rico.