Adventures with the wee beasties

Due to the aspecting preparation I have been doing lately. The sidhe have officially taken up residence at my house lol. I don't know that any of the other residence notice anything but I sure do. An influx of cats showing up on my porch and following me around, and in my experience's animals are almost always drawn to the fairy folk. The faint sounds of bells in the house , and most recently (and most evident in my mind) my glasses up and disappearing.

A few days ago I realized that I couldn't find my house glasses (i.e. the pair of glasses I usually leave by the computer to wear around the house so that I don't have to check my purse to see if I put glasses in it when I go out.) Searched high and low to no avail. They simply could not be found.

I wasn't panicked, I hadn't worn them out so the simply must have been in the house. My darling man joked that perhaps the goblins had discovered they were "head-bigger-makers" and had carted them off. I'm convinced he wasn't far off, the bells that I kept hearing in the house and my general penchance to talk about goblins made it entirely possible that they or the fairies had indeed found my glasses delightful.

After being annoyed for several days about the inconvenience of it all I decided to take matters into my own hands.

One of my lovely coven sisters directed me towards this charming chant:

Keeper of what disappears,
Hear me now -- open your ears.
Find for me what I now seek,
By Moon, Sun, Earth, Air, Fire and Sea.

I liked that as a starting point and made up a little plate of fresh baked cornbread covered in honey and a shot glass of milk. Went to my altar and lit my three wick candle (By the Sky, By the Sea, By the Land) centered and grounded myself and starting off with the first three lines of that chant entreated the goblins and fairies to return my glasses, offering up the libation and promising more for my item returned (in whole and working order) to me.

Went about my day of housecleaning not thinking much of anything, and then had to hurry to get ready to class. As I was about to rush out the door I thought I might need a jacket of somekind, my leather would be too hot. But I had a flash of imagery that I'd seen the corner of a sweatshirt at the bottom of my closet.

I rush in to grab and as my hand grasps the corner of that jacket what do I feel?

My glasses!!

Happy day, happy day!
Blessed are the sidhe and wee beasties!

Needless to say I can't recall the last time I wore that sweatshirt. I'm not really a sweatshirt kinda gal, but there they were right where I could find them.

Gotta think of something extra tasty to thank them for being such good little sidhe.

Blessing upon the sidhe!

Branwen