Blue Brownie

Back in March, it was either the 16th or 17th, late at night I walked into our bedroom for some reason. You know what, I don't know what the heck I walked in there for and that's bugged me ever since. Also, for the first time in ten years, I had the dreaded flu. It knocked me sideways for about a week. In this moment I was pretty dizzy, which may give what I saw far less credit.

So I turned on the bedroom light and immediately clapped eyes on a smallish man 'lounging' on top of our wardrobe. I say lounging because he looked totally relaxed, resting back on his side. Before I describe him further I need to back it up for context.

That week, before I saw this brownie, or whatever he is, I'd willfully surrounded myself in dark blue. I believe colours are useful and can be helpful or hindering. For example there's a very particular shade of pale peachy pink that doesn't agree with me. It makes me queezy if I wear it. (Had a dressing gown in this colour, it was a present. But it always made me feel rather ill.) So colours have purpose in my little world. Dark blue felt right that week, so I followed that. As I was under the weather it felt wise to take the colour thing to another level. It went beyond the odd item of clothing that week and extended to painting my nails dark blue. (Nearly always have them dark red.) That, and dark blue eye shadow. Normally that's reserved for a formal occasion. Anyway, that's a lot of dark blue. So back to dizzy in the bedroom.

There sat on top of the wardrobe this male creature, calm as can be, with one hand in a sort of wave/greeting pose. Dressed in dark flipping blue. I was more surprised at his appearance than anything else, because he was so beautiful! He had this serenity about him and this stood out most of all, more than the blue of it all.

He looked nothing like I had imagined, which was a short, stout, gruff being with a beard and a gnome type hat. I assumed he'd be a scaled down version of whatever my friend and I saw at hers when we were kids, but not so. This entity had no beard, a pointy longish face, big dark eyes which looked like they were smiling, a wide mouth, long slender limbs and fingers. His skin was smooth and pinkish, but he had character lines in his face, deep smile lines and probably some around the eyes. The hand which wasn't raised was resting on his leg and the knuckles were quite pronounced. The rest of him was covered in tight clothing. He was there for about five seconds, and all of that time he was slowly fading. I was trying to hold on to the moment, like if I don't move or do anything I could draw out the fading. Also this entity was much larger than I'd guessed.

I think I previously talked about glimpsing a blurred shape move across the floor. The shape had no colour to it, it was like blurred pixels or glass moving across the carpet, pixilating where it went. That was last year. I guessed the size of that glassy styled movement at about that of a tennis ball. But the entity on the wardrobe, though he was sitting and up high, must have stood around a foot tall or more. His limbs were quite elongated.

Also odd, I'd not known he went into our bedroom at all. As most activity is down in the kitchen, bathroom and sometimes lounge room. It was the last place I'd expect to encounter him. I was laid up for part of that week and thought I heard some bumps here and there during the afternoon hours. That might have been him wondering what I was doing in bed at that time. Or birds on the roof.

On top of our wardrobe is a few otherworldly ornaments, a fairy and a troll, some owls and some dried flowers. So he looked pretty at home amongst them. My husband loves a certain shade of dark blue, it's a shade that's hard to come by and it's hard to explain in words, but it's very dark and almost on the way to purple. We tend to incorporate dark blue candles more than any other colour for magical purposes. Can't say I have a favourite colour but dark blue, the colour of night, feels rejuvenating to me. So we have a bit of a dark blue theme running between us and through our home too, I suppose.

Suppose also, as Brownies occupy the inside of a home, they might take on similar traits of the people. Or the traits which benefit the home at least. Perhaps this is behind him appearing dressed in dark blue. Speaking of his dress he had, I guess, leggings, I want to say ankle boots, but I can't be sure, and some sort of hat, one with a flat crown and pointed brim, it looked a bit triangular. His hair was medium toned, chestnut maybe, somewhat messy, shoulder length I think. His ears were long. Come to think of it everything seemed longer than our proportions. His face stood out the most, it was warm, harmonious. His eyes and skin tone were most vivid. His eyes were large and may have been all black, or dark brown. His skin was mid toned, pinkish brown, quite unique. Despite having one hand up in a 'wave' he didn't move much, but he didn't look frozen on the spot either.

I started to type this up months ago when the aforementioned happened. Then didn't submit it, as is my (bad) habit. But last Friday, that would be the last Friday in June, right before bedtime I saw the Brownie again. I'd been on the internet for a couple of hours. I only use the internet about three days a week, for about two or three hours at a time. I know that's quite bizarre for our modern times, but it's enough for me. It was quite late, after 1am perhaps, technically Saturday morning. Just as I shut the computer off, I looked across at a mirror to the left of me. My attention was really on a stain I didn't want to remove, it was a fly successfully swatted hours before. So as I turned off the computer my thoughts were torn between leaving the gunk on the mirror and going to bed, getting my man to do it which seemed pretty silly, or being a grown up and wiping it away.

So I turned to the gunk and there was the reflection of our 'Brownie', still in blue I might add. But, and this is the reason I'm hastily submitting this, he was human sized! What's going on there?! I made a noise like 'Ahh', because, well duh! Then he was gone. He was standing right beside me, to the right of me, but I didn't see him there, only when I turned the other way to check the gunk did I see him in the mirror. Cool party trick. This happened in the lounge room.

Minutes after this I did the whole measure from my perspective, match the eye line to where his was in the reflection and he must have appeared 5'9" thereabouts. That's taller than me. So big question here: Do Brownies change their size? If so, why? I'm not complaining or worried it's just unexpected and, I got to say, very confronting!

The very next morning, Saturday, I woke at about 9am. I was dreaming something about a shopping centre, whatever the dream it was quite mundane. These voices woke me out of the dream, it sounded like garbled chanting. I've heard this kind of voice thing once before, years ago outside. But this was loud, like it was in the room. Unlike the first time, which sounded like multiple garbled voices talking amongst themselves. This sounded like multiple voices chanting in unison. I don't think it was English, but in my tired dreamy condition I 'understood' or 'converted' some of what it was which contained the word 'Gods', plural. So it was 'Blah blah blah, something about the Gods', then repeated in the same chant. I woke up thinking about a brass tool, like a fire poker. That wasn't part of the silly shopping centre dream either. I don't know what the tool was, but it resembled a fire poker, it was brass or gold coloured though, decorative, ceremonial perhaps. I woke feeling like I'd picked up on something, or was shown something briefly.

And that is how you get me on the submit page of YGS!

Also of note I have a bit of a custom during June solstice. Every year I cast a blessing spell for the year ahead. Over the years I've added to the ritual, adapted it, refined it, as I learn more. When I first joined YGS I seem to remember something in the guidelines about not sharing spells and whatnot. I can't find that now, or perhaps I imagined it? Regardless of the guidelines, I'm protective over any kind of magic or witchcraft because I feel like there's a responsibility not to squander it. So posting my own personal spells on the internet, where anyone could read, feels foolish to me.

With that said I think this year's blessing inspired some socialising from our Brownie. That or it put me in tune with him more. Either way I'd love to know what's up with the size inconsistency.

Any/all insights, opinions welcome, I be confused.

Thanks for reading.