What a beautiful story. There are many lights and orbs appearing now as we approach 2012. Angelics, Faeries, beings of Myth, star beings and even those humans who have come before us. When you see these you know in your heart what it is exactly because they talk to us telepathically. If you feel you should not take pictures or tell others of there presences then don’t. There will come a day soon when all of us will be able to see these marvelous beings each and every day. Until then, take these encounters into your heart and fill yourself with the spiritual love that these beings give you selflessly.

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# Susan Says:
April 6th, 2009 at 11:01 pm

Grateful to have tripped on your site and the information within.
Some years ago in Sacramento, CA, every evening after dinner I would take a glass of iced tea and go to the vegetable garden and enjoy the reverie there. Several evenings I was joined by (I think) a leprechaun. He always perched on the closest border of the raised bed to me and looked me directly in the eye. I believe him to be a leprechaun because of his size (approx. 3 feet) and his dress including the cap and shoes. The clothing appeared to be leather. He always smiled and stayed each time only briefly. I loved the encounters and wished for more. Because of that I believe they show themselves ONLY when they want to. I have not since then been allowed to view one but have felt the presence often of elementals, including tree spirits.
The information I have received from your site tonight has given me insights I didn’t have before regarding action on my part toward contacting them. I will work on that now and am looking forward to positive results as I truly feel that they are all around us wishing us to work with the beautiful environment we have been given.


(Have a blessed Easter, everyone!) :-)

That's so comforting to hear in this world of too much technology and artificialness. That you know that there are still remnants of the old natural and spirit world hovering in the background as a reminder that this present darkness will not last forever. That the earth will once again be reclaimed by the wise ones.

I had a visitation this morning! Last night I asked the Fae's if they would like to stay with me all night as I slept- as our Spring nights over here in Pa can get rather cold. I slept soundly all night and this morning I awoke from the sensation of hummingbird-like wings buzzing over my head- near my headboard as I lay in bed. It sounded just like a hummingbird! As soon as I moved to sit up, it zipped away really fast- as a hummingbird would.

I don't have my windows open for any birds to get inside-- and all day today I kept feeling this feeling of happiness and joy-- which made me feel great all day.

Today is my birthday, so I'm thinking that the Fae knew that- and gave me a present by allowing me to know they were there.

God Bless them :-)

Here's something that happened to me and my nephew last Sunday! I am finally getting a chance to share it here -I've been so busy offline these past few weeks!

My nephew and I walked down to the pond last Sunday, and had a visitation by a very large beautiful navy blue and kelly green dragon fly!

Right before going to the pond, I asked the faeries if they would come with us. I know the Fae love children and my adopted nephew is now 6 . We sat on the rock near the pond, and I was showing him all the ants busy transporting thier food and eggs when all of a sudden a georgous dragonfly flew right up onto my knee facing us-- and he was even nodding his head up and down! I nodded my head up and down right back...lol! And of course I made sure to tell the dragonfly how beautiful he/she was. My nephew was entranced!

I recently read that the faeries will often send insects to greet you from an area you visit alot-- author Penny Kelly mentioned to me that Alvey, the one Elf who helped her with restoring her property often sends a bumble bee to circle her head -- just to get her attention.

I never saw a navyblue and bright green dragonfly before! Last year a bright tomato red one flew up to my nephew at that pond! These are not those neon colored damsel flies either-- (the smaller types of dragonflies that come in all colors) This was a classic large dragonfly :-)

Thanks Faeries!!

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Patrick Says:
September 4th, 2009 at 10:46 pm

Wow, I am surprised to find this site and hear everyone's experience with fairies. 3 months ago, I would have thought everyone was crazy because I was not a believer. I am now.

A month ago I witnessed something that I still struggle to believe. I am somewhat of a skeptic with these types of things so I really don't know why they would show themselves to me.

I was laying on the couch relaxing and getting ready to go to bed when a glowing yellow light flew by my head. It didn't scare me because I could feel peace and warmth coming from it. I could hear a child's laughter in it as well. It was about 2 feet from my face and was about 2 inches in diameter or a bit smaller than a tennis ball. It was as clear and real as anything tangible you could imagine.

It changed my view of the world and what science tells us to believe. I consider myself to be a reasonable person, but what I witnessed was beyond reason and definitely not a hallucination.

I now know what my cat has been playing with at night. I thought his behavior was odd as he seemed to be chasing invisible objects and playing at night.

I have seen lights flying around since and can only assume that fairies are living somewhere near my house.

I live in Colorado as well as some of the other posters here. Its nice to hear other experiences about this situation. I don't feel alone and I don't feel insane.

Thanks,

~Patrick

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"Over the years I have been privileged to experience many precious faeries. I have held one very gently in the palm of my hand, and through my witnessing, others have been able to suddenly perceive the presence of this luminous being. I have seen them flying about inside and out, watching from the trees, even saw one hunkered down on a forest pathway with dozens of feet passing by and miraculously not one treading upon her.

The little tale I will share here is pretty funny, and I hope will make for a good read. I was living alone in the foothills of Santa Barbara. I had been experiencing a long period of spiritual engrossment, reading and studying shamanism. I had a practice of laying on my couch and beginning my meditations (I was a beginner then as well) by going into fixity by gazing out the window up into the sky... and I would shift into an altered state most of the time from this position.

But sometimes just as I was 'moving out', I would snap back in. I would be having such a distinct tickling on my scalp, that it would not only bring me back, but would sort of alarm me. I mean, I rather thought I had bugs in my hair, to tell you the truth. I checked it out, there was nothing in there... lol. Nothing that I could detect at that time, that is.

The next part of this experience began with my jewelry. It began to disappear, bit by bit. I thought I was misplacing it at first. But after awhile, as I looked and looked, finding nothing and with more going away, I began to worry about the state of my mind. I was living by myself after all, and the only visitor I was aware of having was my boyfriend. Not a likely suspect. I was mystified. I was also was now missing about 15 items! I had gotten to the point where I would place an item right in the middle of my dresser, and would describe to myself out loud that it was there, and then boom! In the morning it would be gone. Crazy making, for real.

One night, a wise and knowing being informed me that I had a number of faeries, or divas, as he called them, living with me. Apparently, I was more lonely than I had realized, and had asked them to stay with me even though I did not even remember doing so. I sure felt them though. He explained that they loved to run and play in my hair, that it was like a jungle to them. So that was all the scampering I had felt!!! This began an interior process of opening my mind to greater worlds of possibilities. This was the first time I had consciously considered contact with these realms, and I was amazed, doubtful, and excited.

But finally one night I lost my patience. I was really wanting my jewelry back. I had turned my entire house upside down many times over but to no avail. I had decided the little ones must have my things. Which was charming and exciting at first, but now I was just annoyed.

So I began a bit of a rant. This was a small place, and I could move in a circle from one room to the next, so round and round I went. I was explaining in a rather loud voice that while this might be funny to them, it was no longer amusing to me, and I wanted my things back. I had asked nicely, and now I was serious!!! I was waving my arms, carrying on, certain I was talking only to myself. Oh I have to laugh whenever I remember this....anyway, after about my ninth or tenth pass through my bedroom, suddenly, there was my jewelry! Right in the middle of the pathway, where I had been running through for about the last 10 minutes. It most certainly had not just been there, and it was in a heap. It was quite obvious, when it appeared. There were even things there I had not realized were missing.

Well, let me tell you, to say I was surprised does not even begin to touch how I felt. I literally fell down on my knees, and started laughing. Then it all really hit me, and I began to cry. I apologized for getting angry, and begged them not to leave. As I was sitting there in all sorts of emotion, I began to perceive the most beautiful deep turquoise blue orbs of light flying around me. My heart just melted, and then opened to a whole new level of love. Truly, and I have never been the same since. That was my first sighting......

Michelle Van Fleet (53) "

Ron, this person's experience with flying lights in his room sounds so much like your first encounters with the faerykind mentioned in your book-- when you had no idea at first if they were extra-terrestrial or what- until Cassandra communicated with you. Sounds like other people are having similar encounters only they don't try to communicate back to these Beings to form a friendship with them:

I found this encounter at paranormal.about.com/library...7_15.htm


Gold Medallions of Light
by Lux

Early June, 2006. It was late at night, maybe 2 or 3 in the morning, I was in my bed in my rented room in Naples, Italy, in a loft, wide awake. I'd just put down the book I was reading, The DaVinci Code. I turned out the light and saw a vision, an image, on the navy blue doors of my armoire. In the dark, it looked black. The normally noisy street was quiet, so it had to be after 1:30 a.m.

The vision I saw was framed by a rounded arch on top and a flat ledge, like a window on this scene: I saw soft pastel neon-colored tubes that glowed softly, all twisted up spaghetti-like. I did a doubletake to see if that was just a reflection, but it wasn't. I was fascinated and, of course, stared at it to see if it would move, if something would change in the frame. While I was looking at it, wondering what what it was, how it got there, I remarked to myself I had no idea how large those glowing tubes were, because I had no perspective; I couldn't tell how far away they were. I remember thinking, "They could be in deep space."

The image was faint but clear. It didn't move. Nothing moved in the image. I was sitting up in bed, staring at it. Suddenly a spider web design appeared in the lower left corner of the armoire front then it expanded quickly to cover the whole armoire front, and disappeared, stretched out really big I suppose so it didn't leave any trace. Then I thought, "Maybe those tubes carry energy." They were tubes, after all, and stuff flows through tubes. I wondered if I could get something in the frame to move, by sending reiki. I made the symbols for sending energy to a remote place. Then I looked down at my hands and the palm side was glowing bright white. The brightest part of my hands were the tips of my fingers, especially my fingernails. I marveled at the beauty of this light and was grateful to see it. But then something scared me - it was that my fingers had all become a half an inch longer. They were not my hands. I was sort of bug-eyed at this, but still remained strangely calm.

Then I looked up and next thing I knew, in comes this row of shining gold luminescent objects in a straight line. They moved from the direction of the bottom of my bed up to the side of my bed, stopped and hovered above me about two or three feet above my head. They pulled in and parked in the air. There were five to seven of them. I did not count them. I remember purposely deciding not to count them because I felt such scrutiny might scare them away. They shone a bright yellow-gold color. The light seemed bioluminescent. Each one was as bright as a firefly in a pitch-dark room, but the light was yellow-gold and did not flash or flicker at all, just solid steady brightly burning yellow gold. They appeared to have a roughly circular shape, about the size and shape of silver-dollar-sized pancakes, with edges that looked chipped, like on arrowhead flints. They were about an eighth of an inch thick. They looked hand hewn, chipped into shape, rough, not identical.

I sat there and stared at the gold medallions, which floated upright above me, like coins stood on edge, but unmoving. Once they filed into position, they never moved again. I checked the softly glowing pastel-neon tubes on the armoire, and they remained unmoved. It was like a staring contest, I stared, neither the gold "medallions" nor the tubes moved or changed in any way. The brightness of each remained the same. No pulsing, no changing of position, no change in color.

While I was staring, I was busy making mental notes of how I would describe this to anyone. I began to wonder how long this had been going on. I decided it was sometime between 40 minutes and an hour and a half, two hours tops, that I had been staring at these strange phenomena. I was surprised by how calm I was. I was staring at them. Nothing ceased to be the way it had been since the lights entered the room, however long that was. I decided to just turn my back on the lights, lay down on my right side and go to sleep.

As I was doing this, I thought, "How strange of me not to sit up and look at the strange floating lights all night!" After all, how often does this happen? Maybe the lights themselves communicated to me that I should stop looking at them, turn over and go to sleep. As I lay my head on my right arm, one of the hovering gold medallions came down and landed on my right hand in the middle of that web of skin between my thumb and index finger. I looked at it for a split second, thought it was cute and friendly to do that, closed my eyes, and went to sleep right away.

When I got up in the morning, I wrote an account of what I had seen to my sister Dot so that I could have a record of this soon after the event. I asked her to save the letter and give it to me later. This account is based on that letter I wrote the morning after.

The next night in my room in Naples, Italy, nothing happened. But the following night, something did. The twisted pastel neon tubes on my armoire were not present, and neither were the stationary glowing gold medallions that had hovered above my bed, but that night I saw tiny fuzzy-edged gold luminescent roundish balls of light that danced on top of my armoire. About golf ball sized. They bounced around like puppies, very playful and joyous, I thought. I was lying in bed. I felt drawn upwards, like something was trying to lift me up out of my bed. I resisted. Scared. Never wanted to leave my body, which is what I thought might happen, because I was afraid I might not come back to my body and I'm not done having fun on Earth yet!

I have a cousin who had a near-death experience while in surgery - she floated above the operating table and watched the doctors, and she liked it there, but a voice inside her told her to get back in her beat-up body because she had two daughters who needed her. I don't have any kids to draw me back.

The next morning, I had an appointment with a friend of mine who happens to be a transsexual prostitute who was trained in witchcraft - casting spells and such, and she was late, and I was in a bad mood. (I am a reporter and writer who was doing reporting on this subculture in Naples.) When I finally met up with her, I spilled the beans about what had been happening to me. I felt light, light, light and had to hold her hand to stay on the ground, in the daylight in Piazza San Domenico (Saint Dominic Square.) I thought I would float away. I started to cry I felt so strange.

When I talked to Giulia, I saw her through a dark orange haze, a thick cloud of obfuscation. She said it was because orange was her favorite color. I felt disconnected from the Earth. We walked down Naples' busiest street, me holding her hand to stay grounded, literally, and the sound of the heavy traffic quieted, got muffled, like I was in a padded room, but I was right there on the sidewalk next to all the noisy cars. I wish I could have enjoyed it, but I couldn't because it was so new and I was not in control, it seemed.

None of this ever happened to me before or after. Is it Naples?

A few days later I gave a hands on reiki treatment to another girl friend and for the first time I had vivid olfactory illusions - I smelled vanilla while I was treating her, looked around, and there were no scented candles or incense sticks in the room. Then burnt sugar. Then I smelled a very clean aroma, like freshly washed laundry, and later asked her if she had just laundered her dress, but she hadn't. I felt heat on her right side and she later went to the doctor who told her she had a cyst in that spot.

That's it. This happened in June 2006. Has anyone experienced something similar? Does anyone have an idea of what was happening to me? Dancing puppy fairy lights? Orange haze? Feeling lifted skyward? Dampening of sounds? Smelling things that are not there? I'd appreciate any input.

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The Fairy and the Glove
by Sasha Glass

My boyfriend and I went to visit Minnesota. His dad's grandparents live there, so they agreed on letting us stay with them during our visit. I thought it was completely beautiful when I got there. I had never seen so many trees and flowers in bloom at once. I'm from Indiana and Indiana sure doesn't look like this!, I thought.

We had been there for about three days, and for those three days my boyfriend and I would go fishing, take walks in the woods, do some hiking, and just have a relaxing time. I have believed in fairies for most of my life and until this trip I had never seen one. Loving fairies the way I do, I know a lot about their customs and rituals – what they like and don't like.

To me, Minnesota looked just like what I had imagined a fairy home to be. Just for the sake of it, I brought with me some thyme and rosemary on the fourth day of my walk in the woods with my boyfriend. He was completely skeptical about my idea, but let me continue on his knowledge of my passion for one day seeing a fairy. It was becoming dimmer outside and I could only really see the silhouettes of everything outside. I placed the thyme and rosemary in a small fire I had built. I picked a location in an open area of the woods where there were psychopsilocybin (mushroom/toadstools) growing in a enormous circle, outlining this open area in the woods.

I waited.... I saw nothing.

I was disappointed but still had drive to want to see one of these beautiful, mystical creatures. But I thought to myself that maybe they knew what I was doing all along, and they were shy and uncertain. So I decided that I would back off. I quit looking for them in Minnesota. The rest of our trip went on, and my boyfriend and I had a wonderful time hiking, canoeing, and fishing.

The end of our trip had come. We both had to be to work the next day. We packed up our things in order to get ready to leave the next morning. My boyfriend and his great grandparents had gone to sleep and I decided to stay outside on the deck humming a tune in front of the fire we all had built and cooked dinner over. As the fire died down and I was still humming an Irish bedtime tune that my mother would always sing to me, a little flicker of sudden bright light danced off in the distance. It came closer and I heard it hum the same tune that I was humming minutes before! Suddenly it disappeared and I got up slowly to inspect the ground on which it pranced – and I saw a glove. My glove!

I had lost it that night in the woods trying to explore an encounter with these fairies! I was so excited I burst in the door to tell my boyfriend! I will never forget that little flickering light, that brought my glove back or that beautiful voice that hummed just like my mother had.

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Many people around Mexico and many other parts of the world state and actually claim to have seen elves, gnomes or so. In Mexico, many people actually know them as duendes, an unexplainable and mysterious thing one can experience. Some very close relatives claimed to experience gnomes.

This took place in Guanajuato, Mexico. They state that when they used to live in the town of Guanajuato at the house of their mother, weird things kept on happening, such as hearing noises that didn't belong and things that had been moved from place to place. The older sister says that at nighttime, when she used to wake up, as she walked down to the kitchen, elves ran around trying to hide so they wouldn't be seen as she approached the kitchen. She states that she has caught several tiny elves on top of the table stealing, searching and eating foods that had been left from the day before.

The creepy part of the story is that she claims that the little elves seem to be old, hairy, with long beards, and actually looked poor and dirty. The elves actually wore old clothes, and you can actually distinguish ripped parts of their clothes that had been sewed back and also pieces of patches that had been sewed onto their clothes.

The feeling that she had experienced was that it was so frightened that you actually go onto a shock. Tha latest time she claims she had seen a gnome was at the kitchen when she actually saw one next to the refrigerator just standing there.



Note... See what these gnomes and elves had to resort to? I get this feeling that they intentionally appeared to this woman in tattered clothes because they were trying to tell her something-- She needed to treat them like family and set out food for them.. That's why they appeared to her either on the cupboard eating food scraps or by the refrigerator.. She just didnt get it!