Contact with the fairie folk

[Ravenlocke]

"All flowers and plants have a nature spirit as their soul (or as part of a group soul), that lives for the purpose of spreading "good vibes" all around, and especially to all animals and humans who may be nearby. It's all about radiating positivity and wisdom, and continually cheering everyone up at a telepathic level. No doubt this is why something like one person in ten buys fresh flowers each week, or keeps pot plants."

TraineeHuman I wholeheartedly agree with you about what you said above.
I like gifting flowers to friends and elderly when I can. Potted plants are also uplifting.
Years ago I had a friend who tried to commit suicide and was put in a mental hospital for while. When I got the news my ex and I went to visit him. Before going I wanted to take a bouquet of flowers and my ex told me that would not be a good idea. I did anyway and we also brought him snacks. He loved both and afterwards he told my ex to thank me for the flowers . It seems he had the nurse put them in the dining room where everyone could see them and enjoy them. The flowers had a cheerful, uplifting effect especially on the women inmates. They enjoyed sitting near the flowers. Our friend was even surprised at how much the flowers changed their moods.

Meggings thanks for sharing some of your experiences...

[Ravenlocke]

Mr Nobody410
I apologize that I didn't offer any answers to your question with my posts.

I do not have much info on fairies other than I always believed in them but never looked for them. However every garden that I have looked after I always made sure there was a spot where I "sensed" they lived and honored it.

I never use chemicals in the ground or on the plants and I am not one to want an "orderly" garden. I usually let the garden and the plants tell me what they need and where they want to be planted.

In our last garden, it was so neglected and dead when we moved in that we weren't sure any of the bushes and grass would come back and we weren't sure the trees would live. We started cleaning and removing debri and waited for spring to see what would come back. Most of the trees came back including a tall plum tree and the bushes lining the back fence in the backyard seemed to come back but they didn't flower till the following year. There was also a small young redwood that had few branches and they looked like they were dying. I went and talked to it everyday and told her that I loved her and wished it would stay, and watered it by hand and I sent it love from my heart. She lived and within a year she grew taller and had beautiful green full foliage. But I talked to her every day.
I talked to the garden and all the trees too, that's something I do all the time. It's a personal thing and part of my daily prayers and blessings.
We got a fairy ring sprout under the tulip poplar and another ring in the front yard around a cluster of oaks.

The cluster of oaks in the front, my husband was thinking of removing one that seemed close to the house and leaning. I did not like the idea and hoped he would change his mind. I think the fairy ring convinced us not to cut the tree and instead we pruned a little and all the trees were full of acorns the next summer. The squirrels had a ball with all the acorns they buried all over the yard. We also got a beautiful blue carpet of forget-me-nots that sprouted under the trees. It looked so pretty. We both think the fairies were helping us with the garden.
The tulip poplar was almost dead and in its day it had been very tall and beautiful but when we moved in it had two branches that were still alive, one vertical and one long and horizontal. That first summer it did not have any flowers and my husband thought it was dying and we would need to cut it down eventually. However he cleaned the overgrown vines that lay underneath the trunk and were chocking it. And we watered it all summer long and put manure and tended it. By next spring her living branches were covered in yellow with orange center tulip flowers and we got a fairy ring.

We also started seeing eyes on the trees, the tulip poplar had at least three sets of what I called "pixie" eyes. The plum tree had eyes and even the pines got several sets of eyes on their trunks I cannot say if this was the fairies doing it or the trees. My husband also saw them and came to tell me about it because he didn't know I had seen them as well. For me it was a confirmation that the spirit of the garden was happy and the trees were pleased as well.
We got beautiful butterflies and dragonflies and bees all summer long too. That is all I have on the topic. Hope it helps in some way.

[Pam]

I found this most interesting writing about the wee folk. It talks about a splitting of worlds between the wee folk and humans. It is very interesting and brought tears to my eyes as I read it.



The Wee Folk
An Historical Overview of the Whereabouts of Gnomes and Elves, Fauns and Faeries, Goblins, Ogres, Trolls and Bogies, Nymphs, Sprites, and Dryads, Past and Present.

by Buck Young

A long, long time ago, the Earth belonged to the creatures of the wood. By creatures of the wood I mean gnomes and elves, fauns and faeries, goblins, ogres, trolls and bogies, nymphs, sprites, and dryads. They tended it and took care of it, played in it, danced and sang in it, cared for wounded animals, worked out disputes between species, sat on mushrooms discussing matters of import and drinking Labrador tea, rode down streams on leaves and bark, and parachuted from trees with dandelion seeds. This was the world into which mankind was born. These early days, when man was but a newly arrived dinner guest who hadn't yet taken over the entire house, are fairly well documented in the literature and folklore of the world, so there's no need to go into it here. What I am interested in, and what I am asking you to be interested in, is the question, "Where did all the gnomes and elves, fauns and faeries, goblins, ogres, trolls and bogies, nymphs, sprites and dryads go?"

The friction between man and the wood creatures began with the discovery of agriculture. With the discovery of agriculture, civilization arose and spread. The forests were cleared to provide wood for shelter and fields for pasture and crops. Mankind had set up camp. No longer just a visitor in someone else's world, he pushed the wild back from his newly built doorstep. At first this wasn't a problem. There weren't many people and everyone else felt that it was only fair to allot them their own little half acre to do with as they wished. Some of them even decided to help out. Gnomes moved into the barnhouses and helped out with the gardening chores. The devic spirits of the vegetables helped the humans better organize their crops and plan rotation, and taught them the correlation between planetary and lunar cycles and the agricultural year, plant radishes when the moon is in Cancer, harvest when the moon is in Taurus. Many trolls felt that the heaping piles of manure were a change for the better, and decided to stick around too

The rest of the wood creatures just backed off into the wood, occasionally playing mischievous tricks on the new settlers, like turning the milk sour, rearranging furniture tipping the cows, tickling people's faces in their sleep, and occasionally stealing babies and leaving bundles of wood in their place.

But man's dominion spread (and spread and spread and spread), and the forests got smaller and smaller and smaller. Things got real crowded in the woods, and things were getting worse in civilization. Most farmers weren't listening to the devic spirits anymore. People found that they could increase their output by disregarding the needs of the Earth. They were raising productivity and killing the soil. Petrochemicals were just a step away. Most of the devic spirits and the gnomes fled. The trolls stayed. Today they live mostly under bridges and in the shallow, mucky ditches beneath the metal grating on farm roads that cows are afraid to cross. Be sure to honk your horn before driving over one of these. A troll may be hanging from the grate, swinging over its living room, as they are apt to do after rolling in muck and manure, If you don't give a warning honk, you may run over its fingers, and it's not a great idea to get either your name or your license plate number on a troll's **** list.

Now there is little wild land left at all, and even that is shrinking at an unprecedented rate. There is simply not enough space for all the gnomes and elves, fauns and faeries, goblins, ogres, trolls and bogies, nymphs, sprites, and dryads.

So where are they?

Are they dead?

No.

So where did they go?

The answer is a bit surprising. They didn't go anywhere. We did.

Early humans had an intuitive knowledge of their role in nature, just as bears and raccoons and mice and every other critter does. They understood, from the ways of the wild around them, that nothing ever comes from nowhere and nothing ever just disappears. Things change form. Death is necessary for life to continue. They offered up their kills as sacrifices to the gods of nature. They offered praise, prayer, sacrifice, and song to the spirits of the wild, to brother buffalo, brother deer, brother fish, and brother tree.

Now we know that everything that has ever existed continues to exist, in one form of another, and as far as we can tell, they were more aware of that back then than we are now. So the sacrifice, song, praise and prayer did not ensure the immortality of the slaughtered, either in body or in spirit. That was already taken care of. What it did ensure was the continuance of the connection between the spirit of the slaughterer and the spirit of the slaughtered. Killing is risky business. The membrane separating the internal from the external is not necessarily as thick or as dearly defined as we have come to believe. Every time we kill, we risk killing the reality of that thing inside ourselves as well as outside. We risk breaking the connections that lead in and out of the membrane. Taking life to feed life requires a keen understanding of the natural law of give and take. When we lost that understanding, gave up the songs, the sacrifice, the prayers, the praise, we lost the connection. Saying grace is not enough.

When we lose those connections, everything becomes dead - fish, rivers, frogs, mice, even each other. There is no way they can reach inside us any more. The five senses we are left with are not enough. We have given up those connections in exchange for the freedom to clearcut forests with skidders, turn cows into milk machines and chickens into egg factories. We can experiment on animals, club seals, wear mink coats, exterminate passenger pigeons, dodo birds, whales, bear, dolphin and condor. Not a twinge of guilt. The lines have been severed.

And we are all under the impression that it is the forests, the creatures, the spirits, and the wildlands that are disappearing from the universe and not us. Not so. Thinking that is like thinking that if you stand on the end of a limb and saw that limb from the tree, the tree will fall and you will remain standing. Bugs Bunny might be able to get away with that, but we can't. When a marionette cuts its strings, the puppeteer doesn't collapse to the ground. When a spider severs the lines that connect its web to the trees, the forest doesn't fall away.

It is we who have fallen away from the real world into a world where we may carry out our twisted sterile dreams without threatening the Earth and its inhabitants. Ever wonder why the trees and stones and rivers and streams, the birds, the snakes, the bears and the frogs no longer talk to us as they did in the early tales of the Native Americans, the Hindus, the Africans, the Bible? It's because we're not around to talk to any more Every clearcut, every vivisection, every mechanized slaughter of cow, pig, or chicken moves our dreamworld farther and farther from the tree, making a reunification, which is still possible, more and more difficult.

Somewhere not so far from here, in the real world, the ancient forests are still standing, the buffalo roam the prairies, the sky is full of condors, the deer and the antelope play, and dodo birds wander the sandy beaches, bumping into things.

Where there are still wildlands in our dreamworld, strong connections still exist. Bridges, tunnels, and portals. Occasionally a traveler will get lost in the wilderness and find himself in the real world, returning the next day to find that a hundred years have passed, or never returning at all,

There are more ephemeral connections as well - brooks and waterfalls where you can still hear voices from the other side, if you listen carefully enough. When they sit by these waters they hear loud clanking and screams. When they eat psilocybin everything stops glowing, and condos rise where forests stand. Our children can see their world in their dreams. Their children see ours in their nightmares.

And there is another connection. Sometimes agents from the other side infiltrate our world in an attempt to expedite the reunification. Believe it or not, they miss us over there. Sometimes - more often than you might think - they send souls over to our world to be born as human babies. Sort of like a socialist, communist, or anarchist entering the American political arena and running for office in an attempt to effect change from the inside. There are quite a lot of them actually - gnomes and elves, fauns and faeries, goblins, ogres, trolls and bogies, nymphs, sprites, and dryads - running around in human bodies, doing crazy things like writing on walls, working in co-ops, running inns in the mountains, talking to themselves in the streets, making pottery, illustrating children's books, spiking trees and blowing up tractors. They are planting bio-dynamic gardens, sitting in the back yard naked, arguing with Satan. They are in asylums pumped full of thorazine, in the classroom on Ritalin and lithium. They live with Indians. They run recycling centers. They are starting revolutions, corrupting the young, inventing paranoid conspiracy theories, making up religions. They're directing movies, gobbling acid, drinking heavily and writing poetry.

The transition from their world to ours is not an easy one. Intricate rituals and incantations are involved. The transition is not easy on the soul. A great deal is lost. They may have no idea who or what they are at first. They may or may not find out. They will know that they are not like everyone else. They will know that this world is not theirs. They will faintly remember something better, where things made sense and worked like they ought to, where love and magic had the power to heal.

They will know that what makes other people happy does not make them happy, and that what makes them happy makes them happier than anyone else alive.

They will see things others cannot see, hear things others cannot hear, feel things others cannot feel, and know things others do not know.

They will laugh a great deal or cry a great deal or both.

They will love humans individually, but have a hard time with humanity as a whole that may occasionally approach loathing.

They will have a handful of very close friends, and often be very lonely.

They will be unhappiest when forced to act like a human and do the things that humans do, want the things that humans want, or when they are convinced that they actually are one.

Things will not be easy for them. Because of their memories of the other side, the world will seem to them to be a wondrous calliope with just a few teeth missing on one of the cogs, and because of this tiny deficiency, the music is all off key, the horses are crashing into each other, and the children are frightened, bruised and crying.

The solutions will seem obvious and no one else will listen.

They will be repeatedly punished for shouting FIRE! in a crowded theater when the buildings are in flames no one else can see. They will get slapped on the wrist for pointing to the EXIT signs when everyone else is running around screaming and trampling each other.

They will be zealous, fanatical, and didactic about their beliefs. They will feel utterly confused.

They will have ecstatic visions and babble incoherently. They will be extremely articulate. They are prone to long periods of silence. They have no idea how to say what they really mean.

They will spend a lot of time with children and animals

They will become drunkards and dope fiends, organic gardeners, Essene soapmakers, carpenters, madmen, magicians, jugglers and clowns, lunatic physicists, painters and scribblers, travelers and wanderers.

They will dress in bright colors, frumpy sweaters, or all black.

They will smoke too much and drink too much. They will eat only macrobiotic foods. They will develop addictions to Mountain Dew.

They will often be accused of living in their own fantasy world.

They will make great lovers. Yeah, even the trolls.

They will spend too much time either making love or thinking about it.

They will speak to inanimate objects.

They will have much brighter eyes than everyone else.

They will expect their magic to work in this world and their love to heal, and they will be crushed by this world, and often they won't expect it.

It will come close to killing them.

They will visit the places where the connections still exist: the waterfalls, the mountains, the ocean, the forests. They will draw on all the power they have, and sometimes, sometimes, the magic will work. And everything will be wondrously easy. The teeth will grow back on the calliope's cog, the tune will right itself, the horses will bob gracefully up and down, around and around, and the children will giggle and sing with cotton candy stuck to their cheeks and noses.

They will spend their days trying to reconnect a branch that millions are still busy sawing away at. Often it will be more than they can bear.

While the rest of humanity is busy working on new and more efficient ways to lay waste to the Earth with the push of a button, they are saving it, a handful at a time.

They will share a common conviction that they are the only sane individuals in a world gone mad.

They're right.

[Pam]

Posted by Ravenlocke (here)
Mr Nobody410
I apologize that I didn't offer any answers to your question with my posts.

I do not have much info on fairies other than I always believed in them but never looked for them. However every garden that I have looked after I always made sure there was a spot where I "sensed" they lived and honored it.

I never use chemicals in the ground or on the plants and I am not one to want an "orderly" garden. I usually let the garden and the plants tell me what they need and where they want to be planted.

In our last garden, it was so neglected and dead when we moved in that we weren't sure any of the bushes and grass would come back and we weren't sure the trees would live. We started cleaning and removing debri and waited for spring to see what would come back. Most of the trees came back including a tall plum tree and the bushes lining the back fence in the backyard seemed to come back but they didn't flower till the following year. There was also a small young redwood that had few branches and they looked like they were dying. I went and talked to it everyday and told her that I loved her and wished it would stay, and watered it by hand and I sent it love from my heart. She lived and within a year she grew taller and had beautiful green full foliage. But I talked to her every day.
I talked to the garden and all the trees too, that's something I do all the time. It's a personal thing and part of my daily prayers and blessings.
We got a fairy ring sprout under the tulip poplar and another ring in the front yard around a cluster of oaks.

The cluster of oaks in the front, my husband was thinking of removing one that seemed close to the house and leaning. I did not like the idea and hoped he would change his mind. I think the fairy ring convinced us not to cut the tree and instead we pruned a little and all the trees were full of acorns the next summer. The squirrels had a ball with all the acorns they buried all over the yard. We also got a beautiful blue carpet of forget-me-nots that sprouted under the trees. It looked so pretty. We both think the fairies were helping us with the garden.
The tulip poplar was almost dead and in its day it had been very tall and beautiful but when we moved in it had two branches that were still alive, one vertical and one long and horizontal. That first summer it did not have any flowers and my husband thought it was dying and we would need to cut it down eventually. However he cleaned the overgrown vines that lay underneath the trunk and were chocking it. And we watered it all summer long and put manure and tended it. By next spring her living branches were covered in yellow with orange center tulip flowers and we got a fairy ring.

We also started seeing eyes on the trees, the tulip poplar had at least three sets of what I called "pixie" eyes. The plum tree had eyes and even the pines got several sets of eyes on their trunks I cannot say if this was the fairies doing it or the trees. My husband also saw them and came to tell me about it because he didn't know I had seen them as well. For me it was a confirmation that the spirit of the garden was happy and the trees were pleased as well.
We got beautiful butterflies and dragonflies and bees all summer long too. That is all I have on the topic. Hope it helps in some way.

This is such a lovely description of your garden. There is such love in your writing. I just want you to know that I felt it with each description of tree or plant. Thank you so much for taking the time to write this, Ravenlocke.

[Meggings]

Thank you, Peterpam, for sharing the story above. And thank you Ravenlocke, for your post, and this in it: "There was also a small young redwood that had few branches and they looked like they were dying. I went and talked to it everyday and told her that I loved her and wished it would stay, and watered it by hand and I sent it love from my heart. She lived and within a year she grew taller and had beautiful green full foliage."

When still a teenager I moved to a huge city and got a job in a florist shop. There I saw a dead plant and asked if I might have it. I put it in a shaft of morning sunshine - I lived in a basement room and that was all the light that came into it - the morning sun. I thought of it many times during the day and held it in my heart. You could say I was praying - my intent was to see it live, and love was the movement in the process. It lived.

As a mother decades later, a child suddenly realized she did not have time to get her school science project ready. She needed a tray of living plants sprouted from seed. I stepped in and planted the seeds, held them in my heart with attention, and they sprouted next day and grew large enough for her science project.

We certainly can augment life - or restrict life - by how we marshall our energies. This comes under the banner: "Choose Life" and not anti-life, not death. I am talking to myself here, for I need the reminder now and then.

About the forget-me-nots, once I scattered a package of seeds and year after year the ground out back leading up to the pond would become a haze of purple from the flowers. Thanks for the happy memories your posts arouse in me.

[Ravenlocke]

Posted by peterpam (here)

Posted by Ravenlocke (here)
Mr Nobody410
I apologize that I didn't offer any answers to your question with my posts.

I do not have much info on fairies other than I always believed in them but never looked for them. However every garden that I have looked after I always made sure there was a spot where I "sensed" they lived and honored it.

I never use chemicals in the ground or on the plants and I am not one to want an "orderly" garden. I usually let the garden and the plants tell me what they need and where they want to be planted.

In our last garden, it was so neglected and dead when we moved in that we weren't sure any of the bushes and grass would come back and we weren't sure the trees would live. We started cleaning and removing debri and waited for spring to see what would come back. Most of the trees came back including a tall plum tree and the bushes lining the back fence in the backyard seemed to come back but they didn't flower till the following year. There was also a small young redwood that had few branches and they looked like they were dying. I went and talked to it everyday and told her that I loved her and wished it would stay, and watered it by hand and I sent it love from my heart. She lived and within a year she grew taller and had beautiful green full foliage. But I talked to her every day.
I talked to the garden and all the trees too, that's something I do all the time. It's a personal thing and part of my daily prayers and blessings.
We got a fairy ring sprout under the tulip poplar and another ring in the front yard around a cluster of oaks.

The cluster of oaks in the front, my husband was thinking of removing one that seemed close to the house and leaning. I did not like the idea and hoped he would change his mind. I think the fairy ring convinced us not to cut the tree and instead we pruned a little and all the trees were full of acorns the next summer. The squirrels had a ball with all the acorns they buried all over the yard. We also got a beautiful blue carpet of forget-me-nots that sprouted under the trees. It looked so pretty. We both think the fairies were helping us with the garden.
The tulip poplar was almost dead and in its day it had been very tall and beautiful but when we moved in it had two branches that were still alive, one vertical and one long and horizontal. That first summer it did not have any flowers and my husband thought it was dying and we would need to cut it down eventually. However he cleaned the overgrown vines that lay underneath the trunk and were chocking it. And we watered it all summer long and put manure and tended it. By next spring her living branches were covered in yellow with orange center tulip flowers and we got a fairy ring.

We also started seeing eyes on the trees, the tulip poplar had at least three sets of what I called "pixie" eyes. The plum tree had eyes and even the pines got several sets of eyes on their trunks I cannot say if this was the fairies doing it or the trees. My husband also saw them and came to tell me about it because he didn't know I had seen them as well. For me it was a confirmation that the spirit of the garden was happy and the trees were pleased as well.
We got beautiful butterflies and dragonflies and bees all summer long too. That is all I have on the topic. Hope it helps in some way.

This is such a lovely description of your garden. There is such love in your writing. I just want you to know that I felt it with each description of tree or plant. Thank you so much for taking the time to write this, Ravenlocke.

You are welcome peterpam I wrote it as remembered from the heart.

[Ravenlocke]

Posted by Meggings (here)
Thank you, Peterpam, for sharing the story above. And thank you Ravenlocke, for your post, and this in it: "There was also a small young redwood that had few branches and they looked like they were dying. I went and talked to it everyday and told her that I loved her and wished it would stay, and watered it by hand and I sent it love from my heart. She lived and within a year she grew taller and had beautiful green full foliage."

When still a teenager I moved to a huge city and got a job in a florist shop. There I saw a dead plant and asked if I might have it. I put it in a shaft of morning sunshine - I lived in a basement room and that was all the light that came into it - the morning sun. I thought of it many times during the day and held it in my heart. You could say I was praying - my intent was to see it live, and love was the movement in the process. It lived.

As a mother decades later, a child suddenly realized she did not have time to get her school science project ready. She needed a tray of living plants sprouted from seed. I stepped in and planted the seeds, held them in my heart with attention, and they sprouted next day and grew large enough for her science project.

We certainly can augment life - or restrict life - by how we marshall our energies. This comes under the banner: "Choose Life" and not anti-life, not death. I am talking to myself here, for I need the reminder now and then.

About the forget-me-nots, once I scattered a package of seeds and year after year the ground out back leading up to the pond would become a haze of purple from the flowers. Thanks for the happy memories your posts arouse in me.

Meggings you have such a sparkle and I love your enthusiasm, I am glad some of my fond memories have awakened some of your own beautiful, uplifting memories.

[Old Wolf]

Some months ago I was woken in the middle of night by a noise. I opened my eyes and listened. It sounded like two dogs barking. This is very unusual for the middle of the night, especially because the barking was coming from quite a distance in two different directions. I convinced myself that one of the dogs must have seen a possum and the other was just responding the the first. The barking sound was unusually loud and resonant.

I closed my eyes and tried to get back to sleep.

An image entered my mind from the barking sound to the north east. It was the head of a creature with blue grey skin, large ears, deep set eyes, a heavy bone structure, canine teeth (two about 3 inches long on the top with two smaller beside them and two ~2 inch teeth on the bottom) and a large forehead around half the height of it's whole face. It's forehead had deep creases in the skin, four of them, like frown lines. It's skin was thick, heavy. It felt like a dangerous creature. A gentle pressure came from the barking approaching from the south west. The pressure pushed the image of the grey skinned creature from my mind. This pressure didn't harm me and it was cautious to ensure that I didn't 'see' it's face. As soon as the image of the grey creature left my mind, I fell fast asleep .. I'm presuming under influence.

When I woke in the morning, I recalled the image of the grey creature which made me think more about the 'barking' sounds. They weren't dogs. They were hooting sounds, like a monkey might make. They were far too loud, deep and resonant to be dogs. They also didn't have a variable timbre, the sounds were a single hoot with a resonant echo afterward.

I thought that the grey creature might have been one of the hairy folk which is when I started researching them. I believe that the creature coming in from the south west was one of the hairy folk but I really don't know what the grey creature was? It's strange that the two of them would have such similar calls?

Kindly.

[Zaya]

Peterpam, I love the story you posted so much. Thank you for sharing it. I have never read anything quite like that.

I haven't had any contact with fairies that I am aware of, but I did see a face in a cloud when I opened my eyes after meditating on my back on the grass outside once. The face was very detailed and clear. I was so started by it, that as soon as I reacted, the face receded back into the clouds quickly. I've never been able to make sense of what that was and I've never seen it again. I had the distinct feeling it had been watching me meditate though, and it didn't mean to be seen.

Another time in the same back yard, I was meditating, opened my eyes and saw some kind of creature for a split second. He was probably about 2 feet tall, made of organic plant looking materials (both his body and what may have been an outfit). He had a tall pointy hat or his head was pointy. It was so quick, and I was so started that once again, it was over in an instant.

I have loved hearing your stories!

[Desrknelf]

Posted by MrNobody410 (here)
Some months ago I was woken in the middle of night by a noise. I opened my eyes and listened. It sounded like two dogs barking. This is very unusual for the middle of the night, especially because the barking was coming from quite a distance in two different directions. I convinced myself that one of the dogs must have seen a possum and the other was just responding the the first. The barking sound was unusually loud and resonant.

I closed my eyes and tried to get back to sleep.

An image entered my mind from the barking sound to the north east. It was the head of a creature with blue grey skin, large ears, deep set eyes, a heavy bone structure, canine teeth (two about 3 inches long on the top with two smaller beside them and two ~2 inch teeth on the bottom) and a large forehead around half the height of it's whole face. It's forehead had deep creases in the skin, four of them, like frown lines. It's skin was thick, heavy. It felt like a dangerous creature. A gentle pressure came from the barking approaching from the south west. The pressure pushed the image of the grey skinned creature from my mind. This pressure didn't harm me and it was cautious to ensure that I didn't 'see' it's face. As soon as the image of the grey creature left my mind, I fell fast asleep .. I'm presuming under influence.

When I woke in the morning, I recalled the image of the grey creature which made me think more about the 'barking' sounds. They weren't dogs. They were hooting sounds, like a monkey might make. They were far too loud, deep and resonant to be dogs. They also didn't have a variable timbre, the sounds were a single hoot with a resonant echo afterward.

I thought that the grey creature might have been one of the hairy folk which is when I started researching them. I believe that the creature coming in from the south west was one of the hairy folk but I really don't know what the grey creature was? It's strange that the two of them would have such similar calls?

Kindly.

Yes the hairy people make this hooting noise to eachother that sounds somewhat like barking. This awful grey creature sounds strange, strange that it was making the same call as a sasquatch. Good thing you have the other sasquatch protecting you and presumably others from this thing : )
At least that's what I thought was happening from your description.

[Selkie]

Posted by MrNobody410 (here)
Some months ago I was woken in the middle of night by a noise. I opened my eyes and listened. It sounded like two dogs barking. This is very unusual for the middle of the night, especially because the barking was coming from quite a distance in two different directions. I convinced myself that one of the dogs must have seen a possum and the other was just responding the the first. The barking sound was unusually loud and resonant.

I closed my eyes and tried to get back to sleep.

An image entered my mind from the barking sound to the north east. It was the head of a creature with blue grey skin, large ears, deep set eyes, a heavy bone structure, canine teeth (two about 3 inches long on the top with two smaller beside them and two ~2 inch teeth on the bottom) and a large forehead around half the height of it's whole face. It's forehead had deep creases in the skin, four of them, like frown lines. It's skin was thick, heavy. It felt like a dangerous creature. A gentle pressure came from the barking approaching from the south west. The pressure pushed the image of the grey skinned creature from my mind. This pressure didn't harm me and it was cautious to ensure that I didn't 'see' it's face. As soon as the image of the grey creature left my mind, I fell fast asleep .. I'm presuming under influence.

When I woke in the morning, I recalled the image of the grey creature which made me think more about the 'barking' sounds. They weren't dogs. They were hooting sounds, like a monkey might make. They were far too loud, deep and resonant to be dogs. They also didn't have a variable timbre, the sounds were a single hoot with a resonant echo afterward.

I thought that the grey creature might have been one of the hairy folk which is when I started researching them. I believe that the creature coming in from the south west was one of the hairy folk but I really don't know what the grey creature was? It's strange that the two of them would have such similar calls?

Kindly.

Been meaning to get back to this all day.

Do you live near a swamp, by any chance? I think you've got a couple of real, live Sasquatch near you, because Scott Carpenter,

http://bf-field-journal.blogspot.com/

has filmed many grey-skinned forest people.

p.s. Scott Carpenter is a genius at filming Sasquatch, not all of whom are friendly according to David Paulides,

http://www.nabigfootsearch.com/missing_411.html

and who seem to be able to move between dimensions.

[Old Wolf]

Posted by Selkie (here)
Do you live near a swamp, by any chance? I think you've got a couple of real, live Sasquatch near you

I live in the mountains. It's a pretty wet area, but I can't think of any swampy places. I think there's definitely some around here. I got 'touched' on the shoulder while walking in the national park. It startled me so much I jumped and turned around, there was nobody I could see. I've also picked up something they left. Once at night one got so close to the back of my house it nearly scared me to death. They have a huge presence when they want to be felt. I've been communicated with telepathically 3 times, but I don't think the communication was local.

They're not harmful in any way, they just have a massive presence.

Kindly.

[Delight]

I saw this thread ans read the OP.

A wholely neutral conception about Djinn is warranted IMO.

I hypotheisze they are real beings. I hypothesize that persons may have different experiences with them.If some have have bad experience, some good, most NONE, what is occurring?

They have a mythology but based on what I have read, it is primarily Moslem?.

My Assumptions include:

They are beings.
They are individual.
They are natural in this realm and organic life forms.
Intentions from us matter.
The realm of what we know is vast in our minds but is tiny.
The relationship we could have with all beings in the earth realm is a harmonic matter of tuning in.
First cause dwells within the Creation.
It does not seem like it is too simplistic to say if God created a being, it belongs.

Only the pure of heart meet with the realm of the fey.
They cannot stand the irritating static energies and flee.
EVERYTHING ALIVE as an aspect of creator has a variation of sentience and individual action.

If we do encounter them believing "Djinn are vengeful" our own character factoring is in the equation of the relationship.

If there is a band of mixed up frequencies like earth, people have energy and attune into harmonic frequencies on a kind of scale. As above, so below, as within, so without and fractal.

It is probably 99% certain that one would have communication issues with other frequency holders that are not in tune.

I feel kind of a passion about standing upnfor the neutral position of Djinn. Maggie

Is the witch like a Djinn? Is the rabbit like us?

A long time ago - no one really knows how long ago it was - Rabbit was a brave
and fearless warrior. Rabbit was befriended by Eye Walker, a witch. The witch and
Rabbit spent much time together sharing and talking. The two were very close.Medicine Cards: Rabbit 1
30 - Rabbit: Fear

FYI from Ebay: EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT JINN GENIE DJINN

So what are Djinn?
This sounds like a simple question, but even their definition is met with a wide range of answers, depending on whom you ask. Most can agree that Djinn are astral energies made of subtle or smokeless fire long before man walked the earth. This is, after all, how they are described in the Qur’an (25:27). But beyond this basic fact lies an endless sea of confusing and conflicting information.

Djinn were created with free will, just like humans. Therefore, some will choose to be good and others will choose to be bad. However, ALL will be accountable to the great creator one day for their actions.

Appearance
The word jinn translates as anything that is concealed or invisible. The Djinn are a race that have no defined physical form of their own, so they are therefore invisible to the naked eye. However, they are shape shifters who can take on the physical form of just about anything they want. Many say that they walk among us every day.

You will often see smoke when your Djinn appears, not because the smoke IS the Djinn, but because it accompanies him/her. It is simply a sign that your Djinn is nearby and ready to communicate, and signifies the presence of energy.

Djinn can also appear with orbs, streaks of light, mists or other kinds of phenomenon. It can be a big, awe-inspiring appearance, or a subtle almost-not-noticed kind of appearance. With Djinn, like people, no two are exactly alike and there are countless ways they may manifest.

Some Djinn will never manifest in any kind of physical form, but that doesn’t mean that they aren’t there and watching you. These Djinn will generally communicate with you only during dreams or meditation. They aren’t any more or less powerful than other Djinn, they just choose to present themselves differently.

General Characteristics
It’s important not to impose your own feelings and emotions on the Djinn. Sometimes we want to think of them like warm and fuzzy pets. If you want a warm and fuzzy astral creature then you’re better off acquiring a faerie, mermaid or unicorn. Djinn mean business. Their destiny is to serve humans without emotional attachment. This doesn’t mean that they’re not loyal. It just means that they don’t generally make decisions based on their feelings.

Djinn were created before man, which dates them back before the time of Adam and Eve who lived 6,000 years ago. These original Djinn are Preadamites, meaning they existed before Adam.

Djinn become more powerful as they age, and can live for thousands of years. An Elder is one who has reached the highest levels of energy and is somewhat harder to find. Younger Djinn are much more common, and are perfectly appropriate for the average person.

Most Djinn have permanent residence on the astral plane in the mountains of Kaf (Qaf). This is a large emerald-like realm surrounding the physical world.

It is generally agreed that Djinn eat, drink, marry and procreate, but this is not done in the same manner as humans, and very little is known on this subject.

Djinn can have sexual relations with humans, although this has never resulted in a documented pregnancy. In fact, most female Djinn are quite seductive and will not be shy about coming to men while they sleep.

Binding
The only way to control Djinn, either good or bad, is to magickally bind them to a vessel. This is a very advanced skill and should be left to the experts. Djinn are notoriously difficult to work with and extremely powerful, and many are highly dangerous if not properly bound.

The other danger in attempting to bind Djinn yourself is that you will inevitably also capture a few other spirits who could potentially be very evil. This is not a hobby for amateurs. There are only a few reputable conjurers in the world, and we would not recommend acquiring Djinn from anyone else.

Selecting Your Djinn
If you are viewing an eBay listing, reading the text and looking at the pictures, you can get a sense of whether or not that particular energy is right for you. If it doesn’t speak to you, then it doesn’t mean that it’s not real. It just means that it’s not meant for you, and you’ll see nothing more than a pretty picture and words.

It is always recommended that you follow this procedure prior to any metaphysical purchase to be sure that you are a good match.

But NO ONE can look at the listing for you, and tell you if it’s right or wrong for you. You are the only one who can determine this because the connection of energy is a personal one.

Levels and Types of Djinn
Djinn, Jinn and Genie are all interchangeable words for the same thing. Djinni or Jinni is the singular tense.

We’ve listed the standard classifications of Djinn below, and they appear by highest level of power first. There are some Djinn who don’t fall under these categories because they were created by the immortals. Although smaller in numbers, there is quite a wide range of these so we won’t attempt to list them in this guide.

Please keep in mind that there are countless tribes who have been identified as members of the various classifications, and many more are still being discovered today.

The majority of Djinn will be classified in one of the following areas:

Marid - They are associated with the element of water. They are the most powerful, but some can be dangerous. They can offer you the highest level of energy but be sure to only purchase from a reputable seller to ensure you are getting a safe entity.

Ifrit - These are associated with the element of fire. These are generally malicious, rebellious, evil Djinn. They are considered to be very difficult to work with because they will try to sabotage the human whenever they can. This is recommended for the experienced practitioner only.

Shaitan - These are described as malicious and evil, as well as full of deception (Qur’an 6:112, 35:6, 43:62, 43:62). Many believe that Satan was Shaitan. We don’t advise working with this type of Djinn.

Ghul - Ghuls are associated with dark magick and extreme caution should be used in working with them. They only appear after the sun sets and they disappear before the sun rises.

Jann - They are considered to be among the weakest of the Djinn, but still powerful. They are among the first Djinn created. For many people, this will work just fine.

Invocations
You don’t necessarily need an invocation ritual in order to summon Djinn and begin working with them. Depending on the type of Djinn and the way they were bound, an invocation may or may not be required. Sometimes a ritual is simply a symbolic way of engaging the human in the process, and if it helps you raise energy, then it should be done for that reason. If you are purchasing from a reputable dealer, you can trust their recommendations and instructions.

Invocations do not necessarily have to be done at night. They can be done at any time of the day. Many sellers recommend a nighttime invocation and meditation because it is much easier to get into the proper frame of mind when it’s dark, and many Djinn are most active at that time. Getting into the proper frame of mind is essential when raising energy, so if it works for you, then do it.

Bonding
If you have a Djinn enchanted piece of jewelry, it is best to keep it close to your skin during the initial bonding process. This greatly enhances the energy-to-energy connection. It is not necessary to keep the Djinn vessel hidden or away from prying eyes. No one will know that it is anything more than a nice piece of jewelry, unless you tell them.

Probably the best method for enhancing your connection to any energy is through meditation. This really doesn’t have to be anything complicated.

First, find a quiet room that is free of all distractions. Quiet instrumental music is fine if it helps you to relax. Sit cross-legged on the floor if it’s comfortable for you, or otherwise sit comfortably in a chair. Make sure to keep your back straight and your eyes closed, but facing straight ahead.

Take several slow, deep breaths and concentrate your attention on the area of your third eye. This is the area between your eyes and a few centimeters higher. Focus both eyes on it until you feel a VERY SLIGHT strain. It shouldn’t hurt. You’ll know that you’re in the right spot when both eyes seem to lock into position.

Now count back from 100. By the time you reach one you will feel a strange sensation in the area of your third eye. You should see vivid pictures and words, almost like your mind is playing a video.

Hold this for about 10 or 15 minutes and just allow the images to naturally appear. This is your opportunity to begin communicating with your Djinn. Feel free to ask questions and then listen politely for a response. Be sure to thank them when you’re done.

This method is not only effective for connecting with specific astral entities, but it will also help you to greatly strengthen your third eye for many psychic pursuits.

When you’re ready to reenter the physical realm, open your eyes and take several more deep breaths as you slowly allow yourself to come back. That’s all there is to it! Practice this every day and you’ll soon be able to use this vision without the meditative state.

Remember that Djinn MUST obey their masters. It is how it is written to be. However, the difficult part of the whole process is in making that initial connection. Once that’s accomplished, you’re well on your way to becoming a strong master.

When can I see results?
Like accessing any form of magick, working with the Djinn does usually take time. You’ll receive the best results by launching a joint effort - the energy of your Djinn with your efforts in reaching your goals. For instance, if you want a great paying job, you’ll be much more successful if you both work with your Djinn AND go out and actively submit applications and resumes, as well as go on interviews. If you sit at home and wait for the job to come to you, most likely you’ll be sorely disappointed.

Djinn MUST obey their masters. This is a universal given. However, sometimes it will seem as though your wish isn’t being answered. This doesn’t mean that your Djinn are disobeying you. It just means that because of their ability to know the past and future, they have a much more objective and broader perspective than you can possibly have. They still MUST fulfill your wish, but it may not be in the way that you intended. This is usually not to be mean (although there are some Djinn who find this to be a fun game), but rather a variation of your wish so that it is more aligned with your best interests.

Djinn Vessel
You can spell or bless a Djinn vessel without harm to the Djinn - you’re spelling the vessel, not the Djinn.

It’s OK to get a vessel wet but we don’t advise using harsh chemicals to clean it, only because it could potentially interrupt the flow of energy.

Djinn can be bound to ANY vessel made of ANY material. This is because Djinn are bound to the energy of the vessel, and not the vessel itself. Everything is comprised of energy, therefore ANYTHING is capable of a binding.

Compatibility - Having More Than One Djinn
Sometimes energies are compatible, and sometimes they aren’t. Generally the worst thing that will happen is that your piece won’t work as it should. When this happens, simply choose just one piece on which to focus at a time, and put the others away.

Many people try to humanize these entities by picturing their spirits fighting and arguing like children. Although this is an interesting analogy, it simply isn’t the nature of how they work. Spirits aren’t like people, so please don’t feel that you must pay for some kind of binding ritual so they’ll all "play nice" together. It would simply be a waste of your time and money.

Accidentally Releasing Your Djinn
Once bound, you cannot accidentally release your Djinn! There’s a misconception that there is a pre-set question that if asked, will release your Djinn. This is simply not true!

Others say that iron can release your Djinn. This is also not true. This perhaps originated from the days of Solomon who was able to bring the Djinn under control by using his copper and iron ring. But his control didn’t really have anything to do with the iron in the ring. It was the magick of the ring that allowed this to work.

There is nothing that you can do that will release your Djinn. This can only be done by a trained professional.

[Inmortal719]

I love nature but I've never had any experiences so far with fairies or elementals, I sometimes just stare at nature and focus my senses to be able to feel it and feel what is around me but that's about it, My mom told me that when I was little I used to have a small Elf as a friend and I played with him a lot, I told and described accurately to her but I don't remember anything, is that possible? I wish I could see or live stories like you all have.. :')

[dawnawakeningfreespirit]

Posted by Old Wolf (here)
I was hoping to get some advice. The fairie folk have contacted me about a half dozen times I can think of in the last 6 or so months. Mostly this has been in my dreams. I suspect many more contacts and quite a bit more dream manipulation from them. I can feel where they are but haven't seen them. I felt compelled to build a small garden for them in my yard .. just a pile of rocks with some small flowers beside them.

I don't know much about them and would like to learn more. It seems that they're fascinated with play, whatever form that might come in. When I've tried to interact with them in ways that make sense to me they seemingly only want to understand it if it's in the spirit of play?

They seem pleased enough with me. My research seems to indicate that they're not a group to toy with? I suppose I'm wondering if anyone has any personal experiences to share, positive or negative. Any advice or first hand information.

Thankyou.

Good evening Old Wolf, from the blessed encounters I have had with fae (other worldly beings in nature) is this message 'Do all you can to protect the land' if they are coming to you in dreams or reveal themselves to you in a way you are open to receive them. Please know they are desperately trying to get your attention to assist them. Fae can see your 'true spirit' they have chosen you for a reason. The rewards for understanding nature/spirit/ esoteric/occult world will be gently heightened or more understood as you assist in the earths needs. You will gain keys to open up universal doors. This is what my teachings have told me on interacting with them. Is there something that has your attention? Fracking/tree protest/road build in ancient lands? How exciting they are calling you ... please let me know how this resonates? ............. again this is my experience and what they translated to me over 18 years ago. They love a garden yes, but really they need you to stop the destruction of the planet all our back gardens together.

[Old Wolf]

Posted by ecomamma (here)
Is there something that has your attention? Fracking/tree protest/road build in ancient lands? How exciting they are calling you ... please let me know how this resonates? ............. again this is my experience and what they translated to me over 18 years ago. They love a garden yes, but really they need you to stop the destruction of the planet all our back gardens together.

No issues in particular have my attention, though I do seem to have the attention of the local bird life. But their contact has really tailed off, though I know that I could contact them again. My focus is currently elsewhere.

[Enola]

I've communicated with my guardian angels in pictures a few times. They showed me a cat and a pyramid for my lives in Egypt and a picture of a German castle on a mountain in the water. There were only a few pictures I couldn't get, so it seems like they can force images into your mind.