Today, as I sat weeping from the beauty of the insight that was breaking my heart, I received an unexpected telephone call from a girl of 4 or 5 who bears the name of a goddess. She asked me if fairies lived in (my city). I paused carefully for a moment before affirming this. She then asked me if I could send her one, and I explained that was not possible. Then she asked me how she might see one, for it was, she said, her deepest, truest wish. At that, my heart burst wide open, and I gave to her the secrets which I have never shared with any other being, living or dead.

But make no mistake. It was I who received the gift, and she who brought it.