I believe in fairies. When I recently asked a friend who is a convinced Christian if she believed in fairies she grew thoughtful and cautious and replied, “ I sit on the fence about fairies.” We both live in this wildish west Cavan landscape. And it was only when we moved here that I became a convinced fairy believer. I have seen the light and now I believe in fairies.
Even those who rationally would like to dismiss the existence of the ‘wee people’ have enough anecdotal evidence to make them ‘sit on the fence.’ It doesn’t do to speak ill of your neighbours even if you never see or hear of them. Because in Irish country neighbourhoods we know that everyone knows everything eventually. And they will eventually get wind if you have been speaking ill of them.
Fairies don’t just come in the shape of the wee people. There are fairy cats, too. I should know because our own Zelda became the founding matriarch of the tribe of Fairy Cats. But let me give you a little bit of background. You might need to just temporarily suspend your disbelief in fairy cats.
Most of my regular readers probably know by this time that I live in the homeplace of Fairy Ireland. This is because we live within view of Slieve Anierin (Iron Mountain) in Leitrim where the Tuatha de Danaan, the original fairy race of Ireland, first set land fall in Ireland.