Comments on: A Gnome By Any Other Name

By: John Carlson

John Carlson — Sat, 07 Jan 2012 15:34:19 +0000

Hi Ginette,

Thanks so much for sharing your experiences with us. One of the purposes of this blog is to provide a forum where people can talk about these sort of things openly and without having to feel that they’re being judged. It’s just amazing to me that so many sane, reasonable people from all different walks of life have encountered strange & unexplained phenomena. The trouble is, it’s often difficult to talk about them without fear of being ridiculed, or at the very least, dismissed.

Gnome-type stories are always particularly interesting to me for some reason. Perhaps that has something to do with my early “night terrors” and memories of seeing these small beings. That was a tough thing to have written about, and I can completely relate to the feeling of being labeled a looney! Nevertheless, I think I’m a pretty grounded and level-headed guy despite the fact that I’ve had some incidents of high strangeness in my life. And since beginning this blog in 2009, I’ve heard from many, many people who have both isolated encounters and an ongoing relationship with the paranormal. Makes me feel a bit less of an oddball to know that so many seemingly regular folk have had similar (and often much more intense and frequent) experiences. You can take some comfort in that fact too.

Please feel free to keep in touch through this blog or by email at john@theparanomalist.com. Thanks again, Ginette, and best of luck. — John

By: Ginette Puttock

Ginette Puttock — Sat, 07 Jan 2012 14:27:42 +0000

When I was six years old my younger sister was very poorly with measles and I had been moved out of the bedroom I shared with her to a smaller bedroom next door.I was awoken in the night by what can only be described as a gnome like creature, who was making a growling like noise and moving the bed. I was absolutely terrified and ran out of the bedroom into my parents room, who moved up in their bed to let me in as I was so terrified. Dad did get out of bed to investigate, but there was nothing there . This was understandable because this being had followed me into my parents beroom and was standind at the side of their bed. We moved from this house sortly after this incident and i havent spoken about it since,but i have always remembered it .
Since this visit I have had numerous experiences some of which have been shared by relations and friends who have been visiting me at the time. These experiences have ranged from smells of tabbacco to moving saucepans . to knowing that family members have been born and when family members have died.These experiences have happened through numerous house moves and have affected both my husband and daughter. I really don’t like discussing these things with other people as they will undoubtedly think I am a raving looney , so it is lovely for be to be able to pass on these experiences to you,and to get it all off my chest. I hope you don’t think i am barking mad, believe me I am not, Its just such a relief to be able to tell you what I have genuinely gone through.

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By: John Carlson

John Carlson — Sat, 03 Dec 2011 04:35:39 +0000

I’ve never heard of little men occupying cactus fields. Thank you for telling me about this. Is your heritage Mexican American or Native American? Just wondering where these traditions came from.

By: queen dvrs

queen dvrs — Sat, 03 Dec 2011 04:27:43 +0000

my family has many tales but the older i get the more i find out that most all of what the old people told me as a child was true. I suggest that you look around the cactus. my family is all over the states, but we started in texas.both of my grandmothers had 20 children each. my family always lived in texas before it was texas and to this day, crystal city texas & some in brownsville but i was never to go to deep into the cactus fields because the little men would come out and take me. i was told to never try to catch one because they would cut me up, i’d say with what and they would say with their knives. our parents were a different kind of parents than the whites. they prepared us for the world be throwing us in it and seeing if we could swim, i died once this way, but that’s another story. my point is look around the cactus fields and the dessert areas.i learned a lot & the old people talked the most if you’d ask them.

By: John Carlson

John Carlson — Mon, 28 Nov 2011 23:15:45 +0000

Hi Blanca — Can you tell me where this took place and the year? Very interesting, thanks for sharing.

–John

By: Blanca

Blanca — Mon, 28 Nov 2011 23:09:03 +0000

my son saw a gnomes he was at the time 13 or 14 years old .That night we went to bed it was around 10:20 to 10:30pm my husband and i heard noises coming in front of our house he just thought it was the neighbors so we went to sleep my daughter saw bright lights from her window now keep in mine all are widows is facing our parking lot now my son he looks out of the window and saw 3 little men they were working on a work bench they look at my son and smile at him of course he got freak out and ran to my room and want to sleep in our room he didnt want to tell me why.All week he saw gnomes in a store on TV i had a gnome in front of my house but he throw it away till today he’s 21year old he dont like to see or talk about gnomes i have books about fairies and gnomes he get mad at me when i bring my books out so they are REAL Im a believer

By: John Carlson

John Carlson — Sat, 12 Nov 2011 15:38:03 +0000

Andy — Very interesting, and thank you for the link to the BB website. I’m going to read through that today. I’ve had one or two other people tell me that they’ve found small hats, I find your account that much more compelling. I’ve also had a fair number of comments and emails sent to me privately of experiences with small, gnome-ish or dwarf-like beings. I’m always fascinated to hear of these. Maybe my fascination with the subject stems from my love of Tolkien’s books. I secretly hope that there really are hobbits about. But seriously, these stories of encounters with diminutive creatures are worldwide and go back centuries and right up to the modern day, and that makes it difficult for me to dismiss them all as being false. I think we shared (perhaps still share) this world with other intelligent beings, and the fact that they’re adept at avoiding us is understandable.

Thanks for contributing your experience to the blog.

By: Andy Myatt

Andy Myatt — Sat, 12 Nov 2011 12:15:04 +0000

Hope not to late to enter here.
In 1995 I was talking my daughter (then aged about 5) and dog for a walk in a wood about five miles North of Stratford on Avon, Warwickshire, England one Sunday afternoon. We had gone along a path running in but at the side of the wood (which is large by English standards but stands alone surrounded by farmland) a little while when I suddenly found a small hat lying in the middle of the path.

It was similar to those hats worn by pilgrim fathers and quakers in the 17th C – black made of felt with a leather strap around it and a buckle on the belt – it contained no manufacturers mark or details of country of origin. It was about four to five inches in width (including brim) and about 3 inches in height to crown. It was completely clean with no mud on it (although the path was quite muddy).

I took the hat and held it and after examining it I placed it about nine inches off the ground on a bush.

Of course it could have been a doll’s item but we had not seen any other people that day and it was certainly not the kind of place to be pushing a buggy or pram. It could have blown there but it is remote and the item was not dirty in any way.

I remain perplexed! One thing of interest but not necessarily relevant…Shakespeare places Midsummer Night’s Dream in the Forest of Arden (admittedly he also puts it near od…Athens but that is poetic licence!)..This wood…would once of formed part of the Forest of Arden and remains one of the larger remaining fragments…

On another matter…I don’t know if you hve heard of an english author called The writer and artist, BB (Denys Watkins-Pitchford) was born on 25 July 1905 in the village of Lamport, deep in the Northamptonshire countryside.
Denys Watkins-Pitchford’s books have been written under the pen name ‘BB’, although the illustrations have always been signed with his real name, giving the impression that the author and illustrator are different people.

He wrote and illustrated over 60 titles of which some 20 are children’s stories – the two most well-known being Brendon Chase and The Little Grey Men, the later winning the Carnegie Medal in 1942. In addition, he illustrated over 30 books by other authors with his distinctive black and white scraperboard illustrations and colour plates.
His genius and contribution to literature was officially recognised in 1989 when he was awarded the MBE. He died in 1990 at the age of 85.

The Little Grey Men tells the story of the last dwarves in England. He came to write it following a childhood incident which he describes as follows:
“The seeds of the idea for The Little Grey Men were sown when, as a small child, BB saw ‘a diminutive being.3 It had a round, very red, bearded face about the size of a small crab apple. It wasn’t a dream I can still see the little red astonished face.’”
For more information: http://www.welford.org/bb.htm

By: John Carlson

John Carlson — Wed, 17 Aug 2011 16:50:27 +0000

Interesting points, Manindra. I’ve visited Steve Quayle’s site and heard him on C2C many times. He’s a guy I’d love to interview. Giants have always been a subject that has interested me.

I’ll check out your comment on the Skinwalker Ranch article. Sorry for the delay in replying, been a busy week on the job.