A survey of modern fairy experiences by Dr Simon Young

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California, US 1990s
Male: Age 41-50 occasional supernatural experiences
in woodland, in a city, inside a private house 3 am-6 am blink of an eye, minutes, hours’ on my own
no special state reported
aloof, intense, ‘filled with their sense of honour and their kind of integrity (not like human)’
loss of sense of time, profound silence before the experience, hair prickling or tingling before or during the experience, unusually vivid memories of the experience, a sense that the experience marked a turning point in your life, a sudden chill before the experience

‘First time: A long night of visitation. In Faerie, many months past, though I was only ‘gone’ for a short time. I was forbidden to relate some of the encounter. However, I was given a gift (which has proven very true, twenty years later). And, I was given two tasks. 1) to link human magic with Faerie magic to ‘save the green’. About which they are very concerned, the destruction of the wild places. 2) to ‘lead people to Faerie’. Which has been a life journey to figure out what it is that I’m supposed to do. Second time: a being moved across a fire lit meadow. There were many people there. I don’t think anyone else saw the being. Third time: a Faerie appeared in my bathroom when I was in the shower. he came with me from the shower to my bedroom to convey some information to me and then he disappeared. Fourth time: was singing in a very ‘Fey’ spot and suddenly we could see our breath, except that the air temperature did not change – we were not cold – but a mist came in. Our hair tingled. Then it stopped and the sun came out. Fifth time: I slipped across the veils via awareness of ‘essence’, and heard great songs of making as the Fey workers danced the essence of all living things.’ ‘Aloof, intense, filled with their sense of honour and their kind of integrity (not like human).’ ‘A Celtic tribe probably from pre-Christian British Isles (I believe Scotland, but maybe somewhere else?). They had furs and wools and carried hand weapons. Human size. They said that they can appear anywhere on the planet via slipping across the veils. They spoke such that I understood their words, though they did not speak modern English. And I do not speak any Celtic language. (First and third encounter). Second: too dark in silhouette to see clearly.’ ‘Fifth time I heard music. The songs of Makings the dance the living world’s essence.’ ‘The first time, the Faeries told me who they were. Over the years, I have developed a practice of acknowledging the truth of that experience, which perhaps colours experiences since? Don’t know. Again, I point out that my ‘gift’ such as it was, manifests in the mundane world quite observably. I don’t understand that. But the gift was quite clear. And that leads me to try to accept some level or form of truth to the matter. I also try never to leave my left, thinking, analytic brain behind. And, I try to keep one foot firmly planted in mundane reality.’ ‘I started out seeing acquaintances seem to go somewhat ‘crazy’ from so-called fairies. I wanted nothing to do with that chaos. then, stuff began to happen to me. I then started to study. The study has given me some insight into my own experiences, or perhaps a ‘frame’ with which to understand these. However, I remain both an absolute believer and a sceptic. Call me a Faerie heretic. However, I have gone deep and wide into what has been reported and folk wisdom past down to us. I will note that my first major spiritual experience predates all of this by at least ten years and remains the rock upon which I live. At that time, I was ‘shown’, deeply experienced, that I am but a part of the great unfolding of a living, perhaps divine, universe (immanent, not transcendent. If there is divinity, then to me, it is what science describes, such as we know at this time). Science does not at this time account for Faeries. But, at the same time, science cannot account for experiences that I and some friends have experienced and can acknowledge and confirm with each other. There is a lot I don’t know. And I’m ok with Mystery.’