SALISBURY PLAIN, WILTSHIRE
Account by J.K.P.
'It was in 1992 about half a mile(1km) north of Stonehenge near Larkhill
Army camp. Two friends and I had thought we'd walk to the stones for
sunrise and had decided to park in a little copse down a lane. We
didn't realise at the time that we¹d strayed into a military zone
as there were no signs or gates. The wood was very quiet and it was
a clear evening, I started walking along the lane.
It was just after dusk and as the darkness deepened I suddenly became
aware of small people in the hedgerow, I stopped on the verge and
crouched down and could see them clearly lying back and reaching their
arms up as if they wanted to be pulled out. They were about two foot
tall (60cm) and childlike in appearance. They were continuously moving
their arms but their legs seemed to be stuck and I got the impression
that they wanted to be helped somehow - rescued from something. I
reached down to them but couldn't seem to actually grasp them. I felt
concerned that I couldn't help them but soon after the army appeared
and escorted us off the army range.'
(Personal communication, to L. Williamson, 2001)
WALES
Account by Hazel Raven
'My first sighting as a child was probably the most memorable. I was
in Wales, sitting on the grass looking at Snowdon, when I saw the
mountain open and lots of little people coming out - fairies. I ran
excitedly to tell my parents, who were quite cross, saying this sort
of thing doesn't happen. But it does. As an adult I was in the Rockies
and the mountains opened there, too. Sparkling lights poured out and
became the tiny forms. It felt incredibly beautiful, gentle, loving
and peaceful. I tend to see fairies early morning or evening in places
where peole don't go so much, or where gardens have been turned over
to nature, like mine. Everybody has the potential to see them, or
at least be aware they are there.'
(ibid.)
HAXEY, LINCOLNSHIRE
account by Claire Nahmad
'When I first saw fairies I was sixteen and still at school. It happened
on the shores of a little lake near my home in Haxey, Lincolnshire,
when I was out with my boyfriend, Ken. It was twilight and though
I didn't realise it then, fairies are twilight people: they exist
in that sphere of consciousness between being wide -awake and totally
oblivious. We used to go to the lake in the early evening and stay
until dark. That summer we kept noticing an electric charge building
up in the atmosphere. Then one evening all kinds of things started
to happen, there was a tremendous beating of wings, though no birds
were there, and a powerful wind shook the bushes, even though everything
else remained still. As the twilight deepened, small figures appeared
and danced on the water. They were flowing, graceful, and although
the light didn't allow us to see colours, I had the impression that
they were silver, blue and grey. They seemed eager to make contact,
remaining in mental communion with us as they floated away down the
lake. My boyfriend saw them too.. Ken felt we were being honoured
by supernatural powers because we were special and in some way deserved
it. I said that we weren't special, it was just that the fairies had
allowed us to see them and we should feel privileged rather than deserving..
There was such a difference in attitude that we split up.'
(from "Hasn't everyone seen fairies?" by Jenny Nisbet, Daily
Mail, 25 September 1997. Cited in David Tame's 'Real Fairies: True
accounts of Meetings with Nature Spirits' Capball Bann Publishing,
Berkshire 1999).
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