I am a special pig to Kathleen because I was born at a special time in her life. She truly needed me then, as she does now. She was taking care of Terry’s Mom as she found her way to Heaven. So I came to comfort her, just as Kathleen comforted Hazel. That is why my name is Ruth. You know, it is from the Bible. It is from the story of Ruth and Naomi, the great love story. And, that is what Kathleen and I have shared for a long time now the "great love".

I have come to show Kathleen new ways and to tell her new stories and to lead her in new directions. At first she didn’t understand anything but the love I showed her. Then, as time went on, she was able to actually hear what I was saying. It was then that I was able to help her remember some of the "secrets" she had forgotten.

One secret I told her about, very early on, was the fairies. Kathleen is lucky because her farm is full of special places. Among these special places are the homes of the fairies. At night we pigs can see their lights from our pig yard. They also have a doorway in the oak tree that sits in the middle of our play yard. Occasionally they use this doorway and I am able to talk to them up close. They come every night and dance and play in their special places. The fairies do all kinds of wonderful things for the humans that live on this earth. The fairies at Kathleen’s have been here a very long time and will be here long after Kathleen and I are gone. They share with me their "knowing" of the earth and the sky and the water. These "knowings" I hold close to my heart. I pass on their knowledge when the time it just right for the knowing. Kathleen listens at night when she is asleep.

Over time Kathleen has found some of the other special places of the fairies. She has a sense of their comings and goings, because odd things happen to her, such as the night before Hazel found her way to Heaven. A bright, bright star and the moon made a perfect triangle in the sky. Terry saw it first and called Kathleen to look. I was looking too, from my yard. Another time she and Nancy were going to the airport and a double rainbow ended right in front of the van’s left front wheel and lead them for miles on the expressway in Dallas. There was also the time she and Colleen went to the other side of the lake for a picnic. There were thousands of butterflies that gently flew around them as they talked and ate their lunch. These butterflies gave them kisses on their checks and hands. And, Kathleen has found special rocks the fairies have left for her in our pig yard. She saves these rocks and sends them to friends so they can share in the fairies’ gifts. Kathleen and Terry have walked the farm pastures and seen the rings the fairies leave. They have felt the power of their love and caring. To some this may sound strange, but I have known these things for a long time now, from ages past and ages to come. The power of love is the most important power there is. I came here to love Kathleen and to remind her of things that she had forgotten. Kathleen and I now know that there are more things in heaven and on earth than we will ever be able to put our finger or hoof on. We know that it is the love that draws all the people to Kathleen’s farm. Her friends and acquaintances come once and then they come whenever they can. They know, without knowing, there is something special here. I wonder if they can see the fairy lights behind our pig yard, when it gets dark?