Have you encountered a faery being?

Again this is referring to my time spent in the cambridge era for university...

I met my faery friend....


She was hovering in the middle of the street, behind her was a wild garden, a wild laurel hedge and uncut wild grass, from which I could only assume was her visiting to garner my attention. Her wings were a brilliant white form and her tail was a neon blue, similar to Archangel Michaels' haze colour, she was a lovely air elemental who has helped me with writing and channelling poetry.

Since then I have encountered a few more faery beings. I would leave offerings out for them to invite them into my life. Bowls of milk and water so that the pixies could dance in there, crystals that could be found by the Dwarves that visited. One time they even zapped me to sleep because they wanted to be discreet, but I knew they had visited from the rustling of the bags of books I'd keep in my room.