Little people having fun at my expense; Pixies, dwarf and gnome humour
About six months after being introduced to a deep connection with the nature spirits I took my parents out for a walk in the local wood where nature spirit interactions were I’d regularly encounter all sorts of nature spirits. My parents are quite conservative, my father is an atheist and believes that when you die that’s it, my mother is more open. It was however quite awkward at times as my parents like most people could not really handle my ability to access and directly ‘see’ these other realms never mind interact with the nature spirits I saw.
My Encounter with a Real Gnome Nature Spirit Shock!!!!
So I did very well as we walked through the wood to contain myself and not speak of what was around us. However, this was blown because as we where passing a stream, I saw a gnome. It was sitting on the stream bank and happily fishing with a wooden rod. It was wearing all bright clothing (as they do).
Well, as part of me was thinking that’s it you’ve totally cracked up now, he turned and waved at me. I just found it very hard to believe that here was a creature or Being presenting himself looking exactly like the plastic gnomes in peoples gardens.
Real Life Gnomes, Pixies and Dwarfs getting up to Mischief & Having Fun at my Expense?
After he saw me, there was quite a lot of activity and I sensed, dwarfs and pixies around too although they remained hidden.
They seemed to want me to leave the path and follow the stream through the wood. Anyway I could not quite handle explaining to my parents why I wanted to fight my way through the dense vegetation to follow the stream so we continued along the path which ran parallel to it.
After maybe fifteen minutes the path crossed the stream and we rested there, however I was drawn, felt drawn to walk further along the stream until I reached a specific tree.
A friendly Real Green Pixie Nature Spirit Encounter
Sitting on a branch of the tree with its feet merrily swinging underneath was a pixie.
It greeted me and we had a conversation of sorts (I cannot ‘hear’ well, although I make up for it with other internal senses) which finished with him asking me to be sure that I come back to visit them again sometime.
At this point I re-joined my parents and we started walking back the way we came. After about 100 meters I noticed a wet grapefruit sized smooth stone covered with green slime lying on the path to the stream side (which now lay about 30 meters to our right). I was sure that I had not seen this stone when we had come down just ten minutes earlier.
Trail of slime covered rocks represented the stream
Twenty meters further on was another, then another and so on. I pointed these out to my mother as by now I knew they had not been there earlier. The grass was very short, so we would have seen them if not fallen over them. No one had passed us and even if someone had there was nowhere obvious where the stones had come from.
I then heard giggling from the right and realized that as I had been unable to come to and walk by or in the stream, the gnomes, pixies and dwarfs had (in a manner of speaking) brought the stream to me!!!
There must have been at least thirty of these regularly placed stones laid all the way down the path. The giggling continued as we walked down the path. A delightful encounter.
Predictably, some Desperate Perhaps Imagined ‘Rational’ Explanations Are Offered?
My mother (like most people do) was desperately trying to come up with some rational explanation. It’s simply amazing how irrational such explanations are when people are desperately trying to cling to a particular set of assumptions?
. . . . Yes, well, someone must have rode a horse past and thrown them up . . .
REALLY?!?!?!!? . . . in which case . . . as there is only one path . . . then why then did they not pass us? Why did we not hear them and if there was a horse throwing up rocks then where are the holes that the rocks came from? Oh eh!! And why are they covered with green slime? Maybe it’s invisible horse spit is that what that is??
. . . . Or maybe . . . we’re just imagining these stones, that’s IT – maybe were having a mass hallucination – just the three of us – that’s much more preferable to scientist types than having them question their basic assumptions. Gosh I mean, we cannot question sciences basic assumptions can we? That would be like that time when someone tried to tell some church/god orientated folks that the sun doesn’t actually go round the earth?
So, do we have any pixies reading this?
Has anyone else had any encounters with nature spirits? Want to dare tell here? I mean I’m a medical research scientist and I’ve encountered them and according to recent polls in the UK 50% + of people ‘believe’ in PSI and supernatural encounters which seems to sink scientists views somewhat doesn’t it and particularly as it’s the more educated whom ‘believe’ the most?
While on the other hand talking about these puts yourself at risk from being considered delusional.
I ‘should’ perhaps point out here that if asked by some ‘Survey/Poll’ if I ‘believed’ in ‘Fairies, Nature Spirits, Ghosts’ I’d have to make an effort to try and explain to them that No/NOPE/I absolutely Don’t Believe’ in these forms AT ALL . . . specifically because in that I have consistent and direct interactions with at least some of these forms . . . then it follows that no belief is then possible . . . I might perhaps ‘believe in the possibility’ of something but in having consistent as well as DIRECT interactions with ‘something’ say, equivalent to myself occasionally consistently meeting/encountering say a postman/woman doesn’t then result in myself magically then ‘believing’ in the existence of postman either!!!!
In this respect ghosts and nature spirits are as real as post people, postmen and postwomen . . . as overall, over the longterm I ‘see/percieve’ and interact with them at about the same ‘frequency’ as I do nature spirits and ghosts!!!
Dare you reading this write about your ‘weird/impossible’ experiences in the comment box below?
I believe it!! Right around Christmas 2008 my father took our pup out to relieve herself when he noticed 12 inch pine branches that had been neatly clipped off of a pine tree placed directly in front of our yard near the roadside. They were placed from one side of our yard up to the neighbors border and were only in front of our property.
My father thought it was wierd.. They were not there the night before. Also, this was very early in the morning. He reasoned that they must have fallen off of a truck carrying christmas trees, but why were they only on OUR property? Also , why were they neatly clipped and all about the same length.. as well as neatly placed in a row in front of our yard?
We live in the country and there are not too many people walking around the area.. Especially noone is walking around at night in the cold.
My father tossed them onto the road and I went right back onto the road and picked them all back up with him yelling at me to stop being an idiot and leave them there and me telling him to shut up !
I think they were a gift from some gnomes, elves or faes.. or one of the folks from that realm. I’ve been receiving beautiful gifts from them the whole Summmer that I will treasure all of my life. Things that were in areas that had not been there before as if they were placed there.
I also noticed that when I place semi-precious stones out in the fairies garden, and tell the fae’s that these are gifts for them., that they are gone within the week. I even found an amythest I placed in a birdfeeder dish in the garden was out of the dish the next morning and had ended up on the ground far under a nearby pine tree as though a gnome had dropped it when carrying off the other stones.
I placed it back in the offerings dish and the next day it was gone again.. and this time they didnt drop it! How cool is that! I feel happy that they are enjoying the stones and am going to put some more out in the coming months .
I am soo happy these beings exist!
Haha, yea if you’re aware of them and they like you then you can get all sorts of things happening . . . .
Cool story! I didn’t know that some people still ‘offer’ gifts to fairies, gnomes, etc! I thought these stories happen only in the olden days (or among ‘superstitious’ people in the countryside), but it seems like modern, contemporary accounts exist.
I put ‘superstitious’ there because in my place, the more educated ones don’t believe (or don’t want to admit that they believe) in fairies and make fun of the country people who do believe in them.
Hi, when I was a very young child I was sitting among the flowers in our garden, when I suddenly became aware of 3 women, 2 in I would say their late teens, and the other one who seemed to be some sort of instructor, that looked to be a young 30 something. What was strange was that they were only under a foot tall-i can’t be more exact, as I was only little, but they were tiny! Other than their height there was nothing remarkable about them- no wings, no strange features. One of them looked at me and gasped- she can see us! The older one then turned towards me and just looked into my eyes for what seemed like about 3-4 mins. Then said ” she’s no harm” and then they continued in their discourse- which was as though she was teaching them something about the flowers. I sat spell bound, until my mother insisted that I come in, and I never saw them again. Now, I was young and could have been influenced by fairy stories-perhaps- but how come my “delusion” had no typical wings, were not particularly beautiful, fairy-looking, and what about the way she said “she’s no harm”, rather than a more
usual she won’t harm us, or she’s not harmful- her wording seemed strange to my ears, definitely not phraseology I was used to- it seemed more like an old English way of speaking. Any how, I am 60 this year, and I’ve never forgotten it, though I sadly never saw what I take to be some kind of elemental ever again, I did continue to experience other phenomena as I grew up, but that was one of my favourites!
Thank you Gillian king, that was a great and exciting experience.
Actually they like “food gifts”, as for stones, remember they are nature spirits, many of them are in charge of minerals, metals and buried treasures. So they are the ones who can give you stones and other gifts, or help, or grant a wish. But they would only do it for “good”, kind people. On negative people they would play tricks, try to scare or even bite and slap(poltergeist activity) to teach them a lesson.
Yeah i agree with u. I know how u feel. I have to live with a brownie and boy they play. He’s always locking the toilet door so u have to go around the other side.
Funny story, Clive! Got to laugh at this one. The beings bringing the stream to you by bringing slime-covered rocks is very strange to me (but the explanation is still believable as this is the ONLY way for me to make sense of the story). But your mom coming up with all sorts of ‘rational’ explanations DON’T fit well in the story. The more she rationalizes what she sees, the funnier the explanations become! Got to laugh at this one!
I thought all stories of ghosts, gnomes, fairies, and spirits are scary or neutral (meaning they simply don’t bother you as long as you don’t bother them) but I never think you can interact with them in a friendly way AND have fun with it.
Since we’ve got a such a good thread going on the topic of playful faeries moving objects and such, I shall contribute this:
Just a couple of years ago, soon after I had become aware of the reality of faeries, my girlfriend and I had pulled into the parking lot of the local Stop & Shop (one of those super-sized grocery stores) at in my hometown near Boston. We had both been chewing gum that day and, as we were going in to buy something for dinner, my girlfriend neatly placed her chewed gum in a wrapper to be tossed away. I however, was not as socially polite and, while walking toward the store, spat my gum out onto an island of mulch and shrubbery. Please note now, in prefacing what occurred next, that it is customary for me to lock my car and to roll up the windows when leaving it in public parking areas; this day was no exception.
We finished our grocery shopping and returned to the car. As I got into the driver’s seat, I noticed something sitting dead-center in one of the empty cup-holders… Yes, it was the exact piece of chewed gum I had spat out, neatly placed there and with an obvious-yet-polite “hint” that the proper place to dispose of it was NOT the Faeries’ habitat. I got that message, loud and clear.
My experience happened in my bathroom . Then my bedroom became a playground . Then I witnessed a death.they love wormwood,I buried the two fairies ,one broke a neck on my tradhcan,the mate held her hand and died with her.then they turned to a dust bunny formation
Did that make sense to you when you wrote it?
Wow this is amazing. Wow bathroom experience. Some people would think we are mad. The multidimensional beings is amazing. I also believe in energy etc and sending out energies etc through meditations, loving kindness etc I live in the city and have a lot of issues with asb etc trying to deal with. I have a little greenery -had more before but am trying to make greener, there is greenery nearby but am drawn to nature and need more green space.. My dad whom I have a challenging time with and not seen for ages did drive us out to the countryside and talk about fairies, pixies etc as we used to as children. Sure have seen golden flying things-pixies as a child. Not seen many other creatures but believe as also magical idea. Shame did not go for a real walk.. planning to. See robins too and believe they are a special visit from a being. Perhaps need to just sit and will see fairies..
I see trees that form faces and beings ever since i was a child, my friend sees them too! We call them nature spirits! I have seen a gnome just like the garden variety near my front porch when i lived in the redwoods in nor cal! Also one that was sanguine and brown sticking halfway out of the ground at the base of a big redwood tree outside my window, he was moving around turned and saw me looking and froze like oh shit! I blinked and he was gone, i was up super early morning unusual for me. I also have seen a green sparkling fairy light ????? sparkling like a little star in the road as i was driving, it almost hit my wind sheild as i was driving diwn a windy road in thru the forest, ( bohemian hwy in sonoma county, ca) and drove around a bend and a huge buck was in the road, slammed the breaks to not hit it, the fairy warned me to slow down, probly would have hit it if i was not warned! I also saw a tall green man in my hotel room in ireland in the middle of the night he had green skin and was very thin and had curled horns on either side of his head, he smiled and i fell asleep and fell super ill the next three days vomiting like crazy!
Instead of just getting into the juicy bits I thought I should give a background of why this encounter was and still is very important to me. So here it goes…
I was a military brat growing up. My dad was in the navy and would be gone for months at a time. I wasn’t close with my dad but I’d always worry about him when he’d go, like someday I gotta know my dad! My parents had rented the Lion King on VHS when I was five, and there were a bunch of neighbor kids over(I’m number four of five kids). I watched anxiously at the scene where the lion king rushes in to rescue his son Simba, and then dies. I recognized that Simba had caused the events that led to his dad’s death and I burst into tears. I felt so bad for him, and was so worried about that happening to my dad. And even though he was sitting in the living room, I was inconsolable. Simba was never going to know his dad.
I should mention, that I was homeschooled. My dad is really conservative and thought that the public school system was going to brain wash us so my mother was my teacher till she got burnt out after another move to a different state when I was ten. It’s important to know that I wasn’t exposed to the ideals of fairy’s. I had never heard of a gnome. Never seen a lawn gnome! On the military bases it is rare if anyone invests in their garden. My dad censored us from cable tv. We didn’t get it till I was nine and even then we could only watch Looney Toons, Mr. Bean or Anne of Green Gables. If he wasn’t in the house he locked up the tv plug in a box where he intentionally stripped the screws. This includes him being out to sea. And my mother was tough as nails. There was no whining for television. And so now you know my background I will tell you about my visit.
I had climbed into my parents bed. I was six years old and my dad was out to sea, again. It was deep into a hot summer, my dad had been gone for over two months and wasn’t going to be back for another three. I couldn’t sleep. My mom was on my dad’s side of the bed near the window. She had opened it all the way and the blinds too. The window faced the woods. I could hear trees gently rustling and the moon must’ve been full because the light was illuminating the room. I’d been lying on my back hoping to fall asleep but I couldn’t stop picturing my dad’s submarine breaking in half with water rushing in and everyone drowning. It sounds ridiculous but I was six and I only knew that submarines were underwater boats. I turned over toward my mom and the window she was facing. The sheets had a lot of folds in it from her tossing and turning. I started flipping and pinching one of the folds with my fingers when I felt like someone was staring at me. You know the feeling when someone is looking at you but then you look and no one is there? That’s what I expected. I was nervous but told myself it won’t be anything so I shouldn’t be afraid and just look. I look up, and there on my mom’s headboard was a little old man. His gaze transfixed me. My moms headboard was a Victorian style that dips in the center and then has a a small curvy pillar in the center. He was standing in the part where it dips and holding onto the pillar with his left and leaning out. He wasn’t more than 18” tall. I remember the details in his silver(white and grey, predominately white)beard, like he didn’t shape it around his cheeks it grew in sporadic and natural like a mountain man. He wore no expression. He had obvious pores and imperfections like any weathered skin but I don’t recall wrinkles. Just tiny plumpness but not chubby, he had a heart shaped face. He had the stereo typical outfit of what I now know to be a gnome, a rusted red cap slacked over towards where he was leaning. A tunic, and an open dark brown vest. The feature most startling but not at all terrifying were his eyes. They were like bird eyes. All black glistening orbs with a fleck of white in each of them like they were reflecting a light that wasn’t there. All was still for a moment. Just silence and staring. And then I heard a voice, but his lips hadn’t moved, it was in my head. I know it wasn’t my thought. I could not claim it as my own. It didn’t originate in my mind it just appeared. It was comfort outside of what I could give myself. His voice was peaceful and warm. He said, “don’t worry Jennifer, everything will be alright.” I stayed staring for moment more and then I couldn’t help but blink, he was gone. He just vanished. I scrambled and looked to see if he’d gone behind the headboard and then looked around the bedroom. He was just gone. I thought he must be my imaginary friend. I had heard of those and thought it was about time I had gotten my own and felt pleased. I climbed back into bed and fell asleep quickly, I had nothing to worry about, the little old man told me so. I figured I’d see my new friend again but I didn’t. And I planned to never tell anyone about it because I thought it would break the secret friendship. I did eventually when I was 17, received surprisingly well. And have on occasion blathered about gnomes when I drink too much but I don’t remember.
Onto beating a dead horse… When I was nine after we had gotten cable tv for the first time and my parents hadn’t thought of locking the plug up yet, we perused the channels. My parents weren’t with us and my brother found a show called Goose Bumps. There was an episode about an evil potato and a sponge that bites or follows people. Maybe the sponge was a poor puppet of a potato? Anyways, it was all very creepy and terrifying to me. Then there was the lawn gnome episode where they came to life at night and anyone they bit turned into a lawn gnome. And that’s where I first heard the word gnome and learned about lawn gnomes. And it was all wrong. My little old man friend was not evil and did seem like the type to stay confined to one position! Where did they get their information? I could not believe it.
When I was 16 I read somewhere on the vast, even vaster now internet that gnomes can see inside of a person and see them for what they are. And that they only reveal themselves to the innocent, which are mostly children. I carried his words with me whenever I had something to worry or be upset about. It’s not something I think of often anymore, I’m 29 now and have attained the adult zen-ness. I’ve had other experiences but this one is my favorite. I was hoping to hear more stories like mine. Hopefully this sparks something. Sorry if it seemed painfully long for a momentary experience!
Hi Pikult,
This is an exceptionally good as well as detailed effort of describing a ‘nature’ spirit encounter/experience . . . I’ve been neglecting this site (too busy on other sites) but have recently spent a month or two updating pages and writing a few new ones . . . ‘and’ as part of that I came across some of my first efforts of writing about my very first nature spirit experiences which reminded me that I had incredible trouble writing in any detail!!! My first effort of the first page I wrote was about the length of your last paragraph . . . it took me ages and a lot of effort to recall and write the experience in decent detail . . . so in knowing how hard it is to write in detail of these forms and hence then what you’ve written here is very impressive . . .
I’ve also been trying to figure out ‘exactly’ what nature spirits actually are and I’m in the middle of writing new pages for this site that will attempt to explain what they are properly. However in a very simplistic sense the nature spirits are ‘representing’ aspects or more accurately ‘experiences of OURSELVES’ that are of some very specific experiences that we cannot have presented within our physical only reality here.
Now, what is both interesting as well as very statistically odd with respect to you writing such a detailed experience about a ‘gnome’ is that I’ve very specifically had trouble figuring out what these specific forms, what ‘gnomes’ actually ‘represent’.
Basically ‘gnomes’ specifically seem to me to be something of an outlier/they seem very different compared to all of the other nature spirits. For example, in the past/distant past it was common to have a gnome ‘figure’ placed in your garden, so despite that I’ve never had a gnome figure in any garden I can recall having an invisible gnome encounter within my house (which very definitely did seem to come in from the garden, and it was quite ‘chatty’ too from what I recall) . . .
However, in a sense I’ve now figured these forms from your very detailed description here.
So, I’m pretty sure that the specific ‘Gnome’ that you describe above is sort of representing your dad, i.e. it was an aware/concerned part/independent ‘aspect’ of your dad that was in a sense remotely checking up on yourself!!!
So, it seems very obvious to me now that ‘gnomes’ are actually ‘protectors’ (Mmmm, yea they are actually sometimes depicted as being very ‘fierce/agressive’)!!! So, gnomes then are actually ‘representing’ invisible none physical forms that in the distant past were concerned with keeping peoples houses/homes and communities secure i.e. they are about keeping physical reality living spaces monitored/protected/secure . . . which if you think about it a modern version of a house and or community ‘protector’ would then be a soldier, or in the case of your dad he’s then a ‘soldier on a ship’ i.e. a navy sailor!!!!
. . . Mmmm, I’ve also been vaguely thinking about putting up a page for people to leave descriptions of their own nature spirit experiences and specifically with guidelines to help people recall more details of these experiences!!!! So, if I do get round to doing this then I’ll put this comment up there Pikult!!!!
I recently looked at some pictures I was taking on New Year’s Eve 2017 I noticed something in one so I zoomed in there in the window behind my friend was a small white face with a tall pointed black hat blue button-up shirt brown suspenders and tan pants peeking in the window it seems he has his fists up by his mouth and his thumb up along side of his nose I have yet to go to my friend’s house to measure but he seemed to be maybe three foot tall his hand is as white as his face white as the snow this shocked me but now I can say I do believe in live Dwarfs not to mention any other fairy folk and Fay that may happen cross my path I am in Southern Ohio USA