Review & Reflection: “Sounds of Infinity” by Lee Morgan

There is an overwhelming array of books, podcasts, and articles about Faery out there in the mind web, but never have I been so enthralled by the Faerie Faith than when reading Sounds of Infinity by Lee Morgan. This being my first experience reading anything by Lee, I had no expectations or previous knowledge on what to expect. However, I now know there is at least one other person out there who understands, and it’s doubtful I will stop quoting or suggesting this book for a long time (I currently have 55 sticky notes poking out of my copy).

Earlier today I considered the best scholarly way to review Sounds of Infinity, but ultimately I realized what I was itching to share was not a play by play of its wonders, but the way its exploration of Faery has impacted my own life. Too often do we fall into the entrapping narrative of infantilized faerie beings confined to a moral binary, and violently severed from the bloody soul of the Witch. The trivial expression of faeires has done both myself, and others with similar visceral visions and consorts a great disservice to our own Otherness. While reading Sounds of Infinity, I became hyper aware of the ways in which I have continually gaslit myself regarding my own spirit companionship and adventures in the eternal Dawn that I have rarely articulated out loud. I would not even have been able to write this paragraph were it not for the vocabulary and illustrative points Lee outlines within this book sharing the inherent relationship between Traditional Witchcraft and the Faerie Faith. Thoughts I’ve had, but felt roguish connecting were poetically choreographed on the pages before me with the enchantment of a Bard and the academic precision of a freshly sharpened blade. 

Lee’s organization of Sounds of Infinity into three sections of The Head, The Heart, and The Hands uniquely approaches a subject that cannot be forced into exacts and absolutes with a level of care that is obvious to the reader. The concept and necessary experience of initiation is presented in a way that validated strange and paradoxically timeless aeons of my life that I had not considered significant before. There is history, myth, story, practice, and lusciously harsh truths of the Good People within this work. If you’re going to read one book on Faery, this is it.

Find a copy of Sounds of Infinity here.