High Strangeness: UFOs, Fairies and Vortexes

Thursday, October 27, 2011

UFOs, Fairies and Vortexes

Apparently word of my blog has failed to spread throughout my home. Tonight at dinner I mentioned that I would have a chance to experience the Vortex first-hand at this weekend's Vortex Conference, and my 14 year-old daughter Cxxxx said, "There's a Vortex?"

After patiently and lovingly explaining that there actually is a Vortex, and that I have blogged about it several times, I tried to explain what the Vortex actually is in terms that would appeal to her. "They say that inside the Vortex you might encounter the Fairie folk," I said, knowing that she believes in fairies and that she would leap at the chance to see them in person. She was moderately interested, but I could tell that she wasn't buying the "Fairies in the Vortex" story. Her position is that, if there are Fairies to be found, they will most certainly not be found hanging around in a Vortex in south-central Wisconsin.

But then she's always been that way. Several years ago, when I took my kids to Ireland on vacation, we made a point to visit the Hill of Tara, a beautiful spot north of Dublin with two claims to fame: it's the spot where Irish kings were traditionally crowned throughout history, and it's the home of the Fairie folk. The Fairie folk, from the folk who invented Fairies.

The trip to the Hill of Tara took place on our sixth or seventh day in Ireland, after six or seven days of me dragging the kids to one prehistoric site after another -- burial mounds here, sacred sites there, all looking suspiciously like the same pile of prehistoric rocks, all seen through a haze of rain and mist, because it just kept coming down the whole time we were there. If there's one thing guaranteed to squash a 10 year-old's enthusiasm and sense of adventure, it's spending six or seven days in the rain, wrapped in a damp poncho, looking at piles of prehistoric rocks. From different angles.

It should have come as no surprise, then, that Cxxxx was not enthused by our rain-drenched visit to the Hill of Tara...

It's really not so much a hill as a rise, dotted with the remnants of prehistoric henges, which amounted to circular trenches scattered about the hill. I thought it was pretty thrilling to walk up and down, in and out among the henges, but we looked and looked and didn't see any Fairies.


Something amazing did happen, though. There, at the home of the Fairie folk, we saw a rainbow... Then another!

I thought Cxxxx would be amazed and delighted. I told her it was proof that the Fairie folk still lived on the Hill of Tara, and I kind of believed it myself.

But even after that Cxxxx insisted that the Hill of Tara "isn't cool enough" for Fairie folk to live there. At that moment, Tinkerbell's light went out.

Fast forward to 2011 and the Vortex. If the Hill of Tara wasn't cool enough for the Fairie folk to live there, the Vortex sure as hell isn't going to rate. So I have my work cut out for me. When I experience the Vortex Saturday, I need to make contact with something -- anything -- that will make it cool enough for the Fairies.

What does this have to do with UFOs? It's called bait and switch, my friend.


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