Fairies, Elves and Nature Spirits

One of the questions I am often asked is, “do fairies exist?”

In my book “The Thirteenth Mage”, I explored the world of fairies, otherwise known as the fay, a little bit. Not to be confused with the Little People, of course. 

In one of the scenes, our heroes go to a particular area of the English countryside to find that the veil between realities is very thin there and our and “their” realms are almost visible to each other.

And that is very much how I like to describe the thousands of myths, legends and teachings from around the world that mention beings who are humanoid and who sometimes take or invite us to their realms. I like to describe them as beings who are on the other side of our veil of reality.

In this article, I am going to explore some of the beings from those realms and some of the explanations we have for them, as well as my personal history with them.

Other typical questions I have received are, “are aliens what others call fairies?” And “are the high-elves what we call Lemurians?”

To some people, the realms of fairy folk and that of alien abductions or Lemurians have become one and the same, but as you explore this topic with me, you may perceive them to be somewhat different to each other.

CLASSIFYING FAIRYFOLK

In order to bring a classification of the different species most of us have heard of, I am going to go through the ones I have personally met, and tell of the circumstances around the meeting.

Fairies:
These are a little more complex as many different species are named fairies by Western individuals. Let’s look at a few.

1. To begin with, as an adult, I cannot imagine the two beings that were my friends and accompanied me for the first few years of my life to be fairies. But that’s what they called themselves.
   
   They were toddler sized, had big heads and big eyes. They wore wigs and kids clothes. Looking back it feels to me that these two beings could have been some sort of Alien race, maybe even a type of gray, who wore those clothes in order to make me feel better.
   
   They had the capacity to make themselves visible and invisible. The last time I saw them physically was in 2006. However, I can still sense them in my awareness when I think of them.
   
   In 2006, I was in my baby’s room, holding him after his afternoon feed. I felt the two friends in the room with me, enjoying the baby. I told them to show themselves again because I had not physically seen them since I was a young child. They told me they rather not, as I would get afraid. After letting them know in absolute certainty that I would not get afraid, they materialized in front of me. My body screamed, and with the babies in my arms, ran away all the way downstairs and into the kitchen, screaming all the way.
   
   This was a very odd reaction. I could clearly feel and sense the body vs the soul reaction. I, the soul, was trying to calm the body down so we could go back to our friends. But the body would have none of it.
   

2. Next, let’s look at the tiny little beings who we are familiar with from fairytales. They look like tiny little humans with dragonfly or butterfly wings. Most famous were the fake photographs by two young cousins, Elsie Wright (1901–1988) and Frances Griffiths (1907–1986).
   
   Personally, I didn’t think there were any tiny little humanoids flying about with dragonfly or butterfly wings. I didn’t believe in them until I saw one myself. But even today the thought crosses my mind that perhaps “I was seeing things.”
   There is no logical reason for me to have been “seeing things” at the time, but the experience was so out of my concept of reality that it is hard to think of it as real. Here is what happened:
   
   Larry and I were on a road trip and stopped at the Oregon Vortex in Gold Hill. On that first visit we didn’t go in as we had one of our dogs with us and the dog was not allowed to go in.  Apparently dogs go unhinged within the vortex so they don’t even allow service dogs in. 
   

   Disappointed, we took a walk up and down the road where the Vortex is located. 

   On our way back to the car, a super large bug started flying near my face. At first I thought it was a huge bumblebee and ignored it. Eventually it pestered me so much that I stopped and looked at it. And my eyes and mouth just opened up as I saw a tiny little man flying on a bug that hovered there in front of my face.
   
   His face did the same thing, shocked that I could see him perhaps? And as I shouted at Larry to look at him, he flew away.
   

   After that incident, it has been difficult to say that these flying little humans don’t exist. He didn’t have wings, exactly, but he was tiny and was flying about.

3. A different type of fairy I did meet, but not in the physical world, was one that did present herself in all the usual fairy ways but was human sized. She had fairy wings, beautiful flower filled dresses and long hair also with flowers weaved into it. She was my daughter Daniela’s Guardian Angel.  Her personality was what I consider the typical fairy personality. Very much into rules and regulations, and very responsible. Loves music and dancing, is young at heart and simply happy all the time. Unless they lose their temper. I would say these types are mostly how we interpret a non corporeal being, but there is something else about them. Minus the wings, I met three people on Earth who were identical in every way to Daniela’s fairy except for the wings.
   
   I saw two at a health fair in Sacramento, a man and a woman. I looked at them and said, “oh my god, you are fairies, like for reals!” And they laughed and said, “yes we are.” Another was at an Irish restaurant, and she was there with her husband, who was not a fairy, singing and playing music for St Patric’s day. I didn’t get a chance to ask her, but she was definitely a fairy. Now, to be clear, I am not talking about people in fairy costumes. They literally embodied the complete energy of these types of fairies. Their clothes were different, but I have seen people in amazing costumes who are not fairies. That’s as much as I can say to describe them.
   

Fae, Fay, Elves, Fair Folk:
Not to be confused with the Fairies above, these beings are often described as taller than humans, thin and with very fine features with slightly pointy ears.

Their clothes are elegant and made from natural materials. Their culture is one of a hierarchical pyramid of responsibility, rather than the power over others hierarchy humans have. They very much care for forests, lakes, rivers, oceans and nature in general. They keep themselves separate from us, for the most part, but have been known to mate with humans. The results of these matings are humans who are different from others, are fine of features, usually tall, and don’t fit into society very well. Although in most books these are depicted as white, my experience of them has been different. Their skin tones are not uniform going from deep blues and browns to the lightest of pale white, and they do not have what we consider “races” within their overall Fae race.

1. At an experiential telepathy level, I have met two Fae societies. One was on a hill at La Conner, WA, USA and the other was in Dublin, Ireland. The society in Ireland seemed to be underground near the Arboretum. Neither incident was physical in nature. But both had witnesses who also felt the beings communicating without me mentioning it.
   
   The La Conner experience happened during a public event we had there.
   During that event, we had an outing to a nearby park. The park was on a hill. When we got there, the Fae came to us and made themselves known. This was an entirely experiential telepathy experience where the participants of the event were able to connect directly to the beings there.
   
   In Ireland, Dublin, I was there visiting friends and at some point we walked to the Arboretum. As we were getting closer, I received what I call a “ping”, following the computer language of one computer, or person, sending a ping command used to test the ability of a source computer to reach a specified destination computer.
   
   I answered it, and what followed was again an experiential telepathy experience. I did not see them physically.
   

2. As to a physical encounter, there was a woman at a conference I was a speaker at in WA, USA by Mount Adams. Her story was that she had been born to human parents, as far as she knew, and by all accounts looked like a human being for most of her life which she felt to be very ugly. She said she didn't fit in within our reality, and she had a huge connection to Fae who she studied at length. At some point, I don’t remember the exact details, maybe hypnotherapy sessions, she realized that she was in fact Elven. At which point, she allowed her body to fully express her true nature. When I saw her, she was tall, thin, had fine features, pointy ears and in an energetic level she was definitely an Elve. She had not had any surgeries done, and the transformation from looking like a regular human female to an Elven female had been natural and fast, taking only a handful of years.

Elemental Shamans
I have decided to include the Elemental Shamans here because their story and their expression is very similar to the Elven Folk and some other of the beings described above.

It is also a more recent experience and one that has a historical record as well as other physical witnesses so I will go into greater detail about our experiences with them.

With the Elemental Shamans, although I have indeed physically felt them as they assisted me down a hill, I have not seen them with my physical eyes. My son Brett, however, has. As have other people at the Makah Reservation, where these beings live.

Our story with the Elemental Shamans began in July 2015.

Larry and I went on a hike with our dog Missy, my son Brett (age 9 at the time), and Larry's niece and nephew (they were age 10 and 14). We were looking for somewhere quiet as the town was full of people (4th of July crowd), so ended up going up a road which has been closed for some years due to a landslide.

We drove the car up that road for what seemed to be a long time, way longer than we expected (the landslide was not that far). Soon after we entered the road, I started "seeing" (perceiving with my mind's eyes and energetically), several men on the edge of the road. They were mostly naked apart from a leather loincloth type thing with pouches and hooks, they had weapons, long braided/matted hair (dark), their skin was white but adorned, and they had long braided beards. They looked quite young, in their 20s-30s but felt ancient. They moved through the trees and rocks following our car, super fast, and close to the ground.

We stopped the car by a beautiful waterfall and creek and Larry, the dog and kids jumped out and ran to the edge of the road. There was a huge steep cliff we had not seen, and before we knew it, the dog fell down the hill. We did not expect her to live due to the depth and steepness of the fall but as Larry and I went to the edge of the cliff, we saw her looking up at us, tail wagging. She was a tiny white dot at the bottom of the hill. 

The fall was so far down that we didn't know how to get our dog back. Larry and the kids decided to go up the hill into the water pools area and get the dog later, when we were ready to leave. I closed my eyes, called Missy to come home, opened them and she was standing in front of me. We have no idea how she did it, none of us saw her climb up, she was just standing there. She then ran after Larry and the kids.

All of them called me over, but there was a barrier there, a no entry sign, that I knew if I broke, I would suffer for it. So, I said I was going up the road to talk to a lady about a book, and walked away. Larry and the kids disappeared into the woods. This, separating from the group, is a terrible idea in the wilderness. After a few minutes I realized it was a bad idea and started walking back.

A few minutes after that, a massive black fly started following me. It was very strange looking, changing shape physically several times. I then saw, in my mind’s eye, one of these men, he was older than the ones I had seen before running next to the car, and had a staff, not a weapon. He told me that we had to get out or he would take one of the kids. I saw the younger kids falling into the water, one of the pools had no bottom so it would take my son into the "earth". I told him as the adult here, I owned the kids which meant without my agreement he could not take them or their lives.

He responded an adult was with them, and he was violating their sacred portal, no permission had been given, or requested, to enter. I told him that Larry didn't know about these things, so could he give us a "pass" this time. He said that I had to tell Larry to leave immediately, or he would send a bear to chase him out and kill one of the kids.

I requested leniency, that Larry and the kids were innocent babies, didn't know the protocol or how to carry themselves in sacred portal areas, or any area. He then went away for a few minutes. When he returned he told me that I needed to escort Larry and the kids out of their area, and take him (the elemental man) with me back to our village/home. We had an agreement. 

I sent a strong message to Larry to get out of there immediately, and also texted him asking him if he was far. By now I was back at the car, which was covered in flies and mosquitoes. The road was super narrow, with ditches on both sides, so I was shown where to go to turn it around. Larry responded that he was on his way back. By the time I got back to the creek, Missy made an appearance, then older kids, then Larry and Brett. Brett was limping badly and soaked to the chest.

I told them to get into the car immediately, they opened the doors, but none of the flies or mosquitoes came in. I then drove them out of the area. Larry and the kids told me how crazy the hike had been, with kids falling in the water, slippery rocks, and he felt a bear nearby.

He took a photo of Brett, who in the photo has shiny golden eyes, and is carrying a staff, looking very much like what we later learned was their shamans.

On the way back to Neah Bay, the shaman guy and I shared "consciousness", he was fascinated with Larry as he is Makah, and according to him the last time they had conscious dealings with a Makah "shaman" (they don't use the word shaman by the way - I am using it to make it easy to understand the story), was many, many years ago. I think probably over 100 if not 200 years.

Before I knew it, he "claimed" Larry as his.

After we got home, I told Larry my side of the story, what I had perceived and seen, and about the shaman elemental guy who was now sitting next to him.

Larry was wearing a beautiful bead bracelet that he found outside Ilaria a few days earlier. The shaman guy decided that for Larry, beads were super precious and important. So he made him a string with beads, from his own collection, and gave it to Larry. Larry took it. The "marriage" was complete.

It's funny that we see it as a marriage, for Larry it felt confusing because he has "marriage" as a thing that is sexual in orientation and as a heterosexual guy, it's between a man and a woman. I told him it wasn't marriage as we understood it. But it was a claim type thing. We didn't quite get the meaning of it until later.

After a few hours of telepathic and sensory communication, the shaman told us that he wanted us to take him back to his land. I thought he wanted to go home, so projected the path back. He said no, he wanted us to go in our car back to where we met him. I got that he didn't want to go home, he actually wanted to collect more of his kind to come here. I could not understand why they didn't just come over.

Larry reminded me of the huge line that runs between the village and that area, where the "dead beach" is. Larry felt these people couldn't cross that line. But somehow they are able to if I hold them in my field.

So, we drove back. The place we went to was not all the way up the road, but the start of the road. There were signs that a bear had been there a few minutes earlier eating berries. Several "elemental shamans" came into the car, and they asked permission for some warriors to come too. Larry said it was cool, so about 20 warriors got on the roof and held onto the sides and back, and front, of the car. We drove back and it was super busy and noisy and exciting, until suddenly it became deadly quiet. When I mentioned this to Larry, he said we were coming up to the line.

I felt my field get super big, encompassing everyone in and on the car, and as soon as we passed the line, several of the warriors jumped off.

More jumped off in the village. We drove around as Larry wanted them to see the village.

By the time we got home, only the first shaman was with us, everyone else had left the car. His "claim" was super strong. No other of the elemental shamans or warriors could speak with Larry directly, they had to go through him. By then, Larry had established experiential telepathy direct communication with the shaman.

Just a note, the "claim" we finally understood that the local Native American tribes would treat Spanish ships as though they were "drift whales", this means that the whale is the property of whomever's beach the whale drifted to and all other people and tribes had to go through the "owner" to get a bit of the whale. In the case of the ships, to have dealings and trade with the Spanish ship you had to go through the owner or chief of the beach. Larry was treated like a drift whale. What was claimed was the right to “trade” with Larry. All other Elemental Shamans then needed to go through the first one to communicate with Larry.

Our communication with the Elemental Shamans has continued to this day. Mostly when we are at the Reservation.

In my estimation, Elemental Shamans exist in both this physical dimension, but mostly in the astral dimension.  Often, if I entered the astral realm, I would physically see one or two of them hanging out outside our home. At the time Brett was 9 and he could see and talk to them physically. He drew pictures for us and they were identical to what I had seen, and also pictures we later found in newspaper articles and records at the museum.

When we asked Brett about them, he said that on the hike he first saw a hunter/warrior that was trying very hard to hide with face paint and camouflage clothing, who was carrying a stick with a sharp point at the end. He pretended not to see him because he felt the warrior didn't want to be seen. He also saw another hiding behind some thick bushes, but he was what Brett called a healer because the stick carried was a staff. In fact he only saw the staff, not the person carrying it. That one was also trying very hard not to be seen. He also saw one with a stone gun type thing that shot things. At no point did he feel afraid of them, or threatened.

Later in the week, he said he saw a couple of them on top of one of the fishing vessels fidgeting with the lights. That ship has massive super bright lights, and as a matter of interest,that night the lights and their engine on that ship went dead. The engine came back on in the middle of the night, but the lights did not.

The Others

I was going to write about Plant Devas, Little People, and Dragons too, but I think that this essay has enough for us to chew on and think about. We will delve into their existence at another time. 

As to Lemurians, well, Lemurians are humans. If you are interested in them, and want to learn how to establish your own connection with them, or even strengthen it if you have one, then we do have classes and articles about them. Let’s just say that they are not Fairies, Elves or Nature Spirits.