I live in the Everglades in the Miccosukee tribe and when I was at a very very Yung age me and my twin sister and cousin where playing outside we where playing next to a tree and we kinda saw like these little tiny people and as little kids do we just watched them and they looked like they where busy like doing something they where building there house or something and we had went to our grandma and told her what we saw and in our language she basically didn’t believe us so because we where little kids we never where like “omg that’s so crazy we need to tell people “ but we never did becouse we had just forgotten about it UNTILL now l Waching this video about little people jogged my memory and I ask my sister if she remembers about this and she say yeah. And it’s just so crazy lol
They are very real. I have had many experiences with the little people since I was a child. I would hear them in the woods singing and playing flutes or drums. At night there were lights moving in the forest. Shortly after moving to my current home in 2006 I saw one here thru the trees running across my yard. I was walking down a path into the woods and I thought it was my husband playing games, so chased it. When I got to the corner of the house I heard the back door slam shut. When I got in the door I heard the bedroom door close. I opened the door and no one was in the room. No one else was in the house. Then I knew it was a little person and told them to get out, that they are not allowed in without permission. I feel them in the woods here and sometimes hear footsteps or see the movement out of the corner of my eye. I leave gifts for them and thank them for keeping the woods safe.
I had heard them singing and drumming in the woods after a Sweat Lodge. It never dawned on me that what I heard might had been Lil People. I thought more so Warrior Spirits singing to me. But now that I think of it The Elder conducting the Sweat saw a Lil Person run past the opening of the Sweat Lodge stop.. turn his head and wink at him with a smile before running off. At his home on Pic River Rez his sister was sweeping her front porch where upon she heard a voice say, " Hey.. what are you trying to do kill me!" She looked down at her broom an saw a Lil Person at her feet dodging the sweeping of the broom!
Here is my experience with the Lil People. I was out at LaChrouce (spelling) just before Little Current Ontario on the mainland side of Manitoulin Island. I stopped to walk up a trail with my two Old English Mastiffs and take some pictures of the landscape with my new Nikon 35 mm camera as well as pictures of my dogs. There was not a soul on the trail that lead up to a Bluff overlooking Lake Huron. There was only one enterence to the trail from the road and my car was blocking it. During the time i was on the trail, I felt as if eyes were watching me, it was intense. As if I could hear in my brain the wat hing.. if that makes any sense? Despite the feeling of unease I didn't feel threatened so I continued taking pictures and enjoying the clear blue sky. I continued to feel those eyes watching me and felt instinctively, it was the Lil People. As I walked back down along the trail to return to my car, a branch from a maple tree swung down and knocked my Armani Sunglasses clear off my head. There was no breeze or wind at at. It was a perfect summer day and I found it very odd that a branch out of the blue would swing down and knock my sunglasses from off the top of my head. I searched for those sunglasses for hours as they were $600 dollars. Reluctantly I had to return home as it was getting dark and the 80kmdrive back was going to be tiresome. I planned to return the next day but this time with a strategy to get my sunglasses back! I would first swing by a Dollar Store to buy a Child's size pair of sunglasses and a bag of candy to trade with. When I returned to the place where I had had my sunglasses knocked off my head. I said in a loud voice while feeling eyes once again starring at me. "I would like my sunglasses back please and I have something to trade you for them." I held out the children's pair of sunglasses and offered the trade. "My sunglasses which", I said, "Are too big for you to wear and you would look silly wearing them," " "And I'm sure your friends will laugh at you and tease you wearing such glasses that don't fit your face!"I will trade you for the children's sunglasses and candy for those you knocked off my head. I said, "I will leave the sunglasses on my camera bag and walk away with the dogs and return. I left for 15 minutes and returned down the trail towards my camera bag. When I got there I immediately noticed, The Children's sunglasses and candy were gone! My sunglasses were a foot away from my camera bag on top of a large Limestone rock. Keeping in mind, I had searched around that rock many times searching for my sunglasses the day before with nothing in sight! Had someone been watching me, my expensive camera bag and the lenses inside would had been stolen. Plus my dogs would had heard or sensed someone on the trail and gone to greet them! There was no one around the area! I thanked the Lil People for the trade and wished them well and left.
They do exist, when I was a young man just learning to trap , the little people played a prank on me. They set off my traps and snares all along my line. The further I went the madder I became , until the last one. The trap was hung up on a tree branch but not empty it had a bright blue feather in the trap jaws with a shell bead fitted on the feather shaft. I knew then what had happened and took heed of the message. That was the last time I ran traps. At this time there wasn’t anyone living within miles of this area.
Your Traplinevstory reminded me of an interesting experience. I was with my Norwegian Girlfriend shopping for Native Wears. You know how Europeans are with anything Native... we ended up buying Sweat Grass, A Turttle Rattle and a number of Wolf Claws. She wanted to bring the Wolf Claws back to Norway to give to her Nephew. While the Wolf Claws were at my house. I continued to have distrubing dreams of wolves caught in leg hold traps. Each was panic struck and i could feel their fear struggling to attempt to get free!!! I spoke to my Elder about the dreams that left me feeling sad and concerned for the Wolf Spirits that where caught in the trap and so desparate to get free. He instructed me to place the Claws in a Red Pouch and hang them in a dark closet above a bowl of water. In the water i was to place blueberries in the bowl and leave it for 3 days. I did as instructed, but after three days, i forgot about the Wolf Claws. We were on vacation and quickly it was time to return to Norway. So the Claws slipped past my busy mind. I was in Norway for 3 months until I returned back to Canada. Upon settling home, I went into the bedroom closet to hang my clothes up from the suitcase. It was then I remembered the Wolf Claws after I saw an empty bowl.of dried up blueberries and a dangling string that I had used to attach the Red Cloth Pouch too, that hung over the water bowl. The Wolf Claws were gone. They did not drop on the floor or fall into a pocket... They were gone! No one had access to my house. And even if they did why only take Wolf Claws? Why not Wolf Claws and a TV or my shotgun and rifles? I had a dream that night of a pack of wolves running free in the woods. As they ran past me in the woods one Wolf looked back at me as it ran to catch up to the pack which had run off down a trail with a bright light in the distant sky. Their Spirits were free and they were telling and thank you...
they are real I know , they do no harm to me just occasionally borrow things but if I ask they will bring it back , feraked me out at first but now I feel safe like they look out for me , I'm very grateful to be blessed with their presence
There are good and bad. Ive been told the bad ones take you underground as a slave and eat you eventually. They can control your mind If you stare into their eyes
Loving both the Known and the Unknown, the Certain and the Uncertain. Thank you for sharing this wisdom.
I live in the Everglades in the Miccosukee tribe and when I was at a very very Yung age me and my twin sister and cousin where playing outside we where playing next to a tree and we kinda saw like these little tiny people and as little kids do we just watched them and they looked like they where busy like doing something they where building there house or something and we had went to our grandma and told her what we saw and in our language she basically didn’t believe us so because we where little kids we never where like “omg that’s so crazy we need to tell people “ but we never did becouse we had just forgotten about it UNTILL now l
Waching this video about little people jogged my memory and I ask my sister if she remembers about this and she say yeah. And it’s just so crazy lol
And ive heard lots of story’s from my relatives.
They are very real.
I have had many experiences with the little people since I was a child. I would hear them in the woods singing and playing flutes or drums. At night there were lights moving in the forest.
Shortly after moving to my current home in 2006 I saw one here thru the trees running across my yard. I was walking down a path into the woods and I thought it was my husband playing games, so chased it. When I got to the corner of the house I heard the back door slam shut. When I got in the door I heard the bedroom door close.
I opened the door and no one was in the room. No one else was in the house. Then I knew it was a little person and told them to get out, that they are not allowed in without permission.
I feel them in the woods here and sometimes hear footsteps or see the movement out of the corner of my eye. I leave gifts for them and thank them for keeping the woods safe.
I had heard them singing and drumming in the woods after a Sweat Lodge. It never dawned on me that what I heard might had been Lil People. I thought more so Warrior Spirits singing to me. But now that I think of it The Elder conducting the Sweat saw a Lil Person run past the opening of the Sweat Lodge stop.. turn his head and wink at him with a smile before running off. At his home on Pic River Rez his sister was sweeping her front porch where upon she heard a voice say, " Hey.. what are you trying to do kill me!" She looked down at her broom an saw a Lil Person at her feet dodging the sweeping of the broom!
Here is my experience with the Lil People. I was out at LaChrouce (spelling) just before Little Current Ontario on the mainland side of Manitoulin Island. I stopped to walk up a trail with my two Old English Mastiffs and take some pictures of the landscape with my new Nikon 35 mm camera as well as pictures of my dogs. There was not a soul on the trail that lead up to a Bluff overlooking Lake Huron. There was only one enterence to the trail from the road and my car was blocking it. During the time i was on the trail, I felt as if eyes were watching me, it was intense. As if I could hear in my brain the wat hing.. if that makes any sense? Despite the feeling of unease I didn't feel threatened so I continued taking pictures and enjoying the clear blue sky. I continued to feel those eyes watching me and felt instinctively, it was the Lil People. As I walked back down along the trail to return to my car, a branch from a maple tree swung down and knocked my Armani Sunglasses clear off my head. There was no breeze or wind at at. It was a perfect summer day and I found it very odd that a branch out of the blue would swing down and knock my sunglasses from off the top of my head. I searched for those sunglasses for hours as they were $600 dollars. Reluctantly I had to return home as it was getting dark and the 80kmdrive back was going to be tiresome. I planned to return the next day but this time with a strategy to get my sunglasses back! I would first swing by a Dollar Store to buy a Child's size pair of sunglasses and a bag of candy to trade with. When I returned to the place where I had had my sunglasses knocked off my head. I said in a loud voice while feeling eyes once again starring at me. "I would like my sunglasses back please and I have something to trade you for them." I held out the children's pair of sunglasses and offered the trade. "My sunglasses which", I said, "Are too big for you to wear and you would look silly wearing them," " "And I'm sure your friends will laugh at you and tease you wearing such glasses that don't fit your face!"I will trade you for the children's sunglasses and candy for those you knocked off my head. I said, "I will leave the sunglasses on my camera bag and walk away with the dogs and return. I left for 15 minutes and returned down the trail towards my camera bag. When I got there I immediately noticed, The Children's sunglasses and candy were gone! My sunglasses were a foot away from my camera bag on top of a large Limestone rock. Keeping in mind, I had searched around that rock many times searching for my sunglasses the day before with nothing in sight! Had someone been watching me, my expensive camera bag and the lenses inside would had been stolen. Plus my dogs would had heard or sensed someone on the trail and gone to greet them! There was no one around the area! I thanked the Lil People for the trade and wished them well and left.
They do exist, when I was a young man just learning to trap , the little people played a prank on me. They set off my traps and snares all along my line. The further I went the madder I became , until the last one. The trap was hung up on a tree branch but not empty it had a bright blue feather in the trap jaws with a shell bead fitted on the feather shaft. I knew then what had happened and took heed of the message. That was the last time I ran traps. At this time there wasn’t anyone living within miles of this area.
Your Traplinevstory reminded me of an interesting experience. I was with my Norwegian Girlfriend shopping for Native Wears. You know how Europeans are with anything Native... we ended up buying Sweat Grass, A Turttle Rattle and a number of Wolf Claws. She wanted to bring the Wolf Claws back to Norway to give to her Nephew. While the Wolf Claws were at my house. I continued to have distrubing dreams of wolves caught in leg hold traps. Each was panic struck and i could feel their fear struggling to attempt to get free!!! I spoke to my Elder about the dreams that left me feeling sad and concerned for the Wolf Spirits that where caught in the trap and so desparate to get free. He instructed me to place the Claws in a Red Pouch and hang them in a dark closet above a bowl of water. In the water i was to place blueberries in the bowl and leave it for 3 days. I did as instructed, but after three days, i forgot about the Wolf Claws. We were on vacation and quickly it was time to return to Norway. So the Claws slipped past my busy mind. I was in Norway for 3 months until I returned back to Canada. Upon settling home, I went into the bedroom closet to hang my clothes up from the suitcase. It was then I remembered the Wolf Claws after I saw an empty bowl.of dried up blueberries and a dangling string that I had used to attach the Red Cloth Pouch too, that hung over the water bowl. The Wolf Claws were gone. They did not drop on the floor or fall into a pocket... They were gone! No one had access to my house. And even if they did why only take Wolf Claws? Why not Wolf Claws and a TV or my shotgun and rifles? I had a dream that night of a pack of wolves running free in the woods. As they ran past me in the woods one Wolf looked back at me as it ran to catch up to the pack which had run off down a trail with a bright light in the distant sky. Their Spirits were free and they were telling and thank you...
they are real I know , they do no harm to me just occasionally borrow things but if I ask they will bring it back , feraked me out at first but now I feel safe like they look out for me , I'm very grateful to be blessed with their presence
There are good and bad. Ive been told the bad ones take you underground as a slave and eat you eventually. They can control your mind If you stare into their eyes
I have pictures of them maybe that's why I'm cursed but I don't mind!
Where is the photo
Whoa whoa whoa no no no hell no buddy you don't take pictures
The little people don't like being exposed.
Are u cursed or is there something u know u should do . And are not doing it . Go leave a treat for them
I was always told that they were evil.
Dangerous but not evil