Once of a time, before the human dwellers came to this place, the faeries roamed the earth freely — harmony with nature, with the seasons, with the waxing and waning of the moon, with the furred and feathered creatures that shared their home. At that time, there was no veil – no separation from that world to this. The fey, encompassing all matter of elemental beings, ruled the natural world. They were the protectors of the animals, the designers of the flowers, the keepers of the seasons, and the stewards of the Earth. They lived throughout these Berkshire Hills, Mt. Greylock being the seat of their dominion. There, the King and Queen dwelled. They looked over the land from their misty mountaintop and were pleased.
When the humans came, all was peaceful at first. There’s a mutual respect that allowed the species to live together. Subsequent time changed that, and the humans, as became their custom, wanted dominion over the fey, over the earth. Rather than fight, which was not their way, the faerie folk retreated, erecting a veil, making themselves known only to the few — the innocent, the childlike, the creatives, the dreamers, and the believers.
Mostly forgotten, they lived in the memories of the people. Songs were sung, stories were written, tales were told about them, but most humans believed these were merely legend or make-believe. And so the fey stayed hidden in their forest dwellings, deep behind the veil, until a few brave faerie folk ventured over the Between to make contact.
There was Turrenian, the Wood Elf and Protector of the Earth; Liagana, Keeper of Myths and Legends; The Blue Faerie who brings dreams to life; and Grulach, Keeper of Time and Space — all reminding us of our duty. Lest we forget our Queen Deirdre and her Court — who welcomes all to the World of Fey. These and others ventured beyond the veil to remind us that the Fey were still with us.
Those dreamers and believers saw the sparkling lights atop Mount Greylock, deep in the woods, in the gnarled holes in trees, out of the corner of their eyes, in their deepest dreams and desires, and they knew. They remembered and they reached far into their memories and called to the Fey Folk. Come back to us! We need you. The Earth is in jeopardy. We want to remember. We want to be friends again.
Tentatively at first, the gnomes and elves, faeries and brownies resettled in towns all throughout the enchanted Berkshires. In towns and villages, they appeared, some more boldly than others. Some walk among us, some we might not even recognize as fey. Some stay shyly hidden, only visiting when invited. We honor them today and ask them to dance with us, to play with us, and to help us.
Celebrate the summer solstice by joining our faerie festival! You can come in costume to build a home for a faerie in the Faerie Village, decorate wings of your very own, and meet the Queen and her Court. Our event is for all ages who are interested in discovering the Faerie Realm that will let you experience a family-oriented celebration. Hope to see you and your loved ones there!