A few years ago while I was living in Maine in the North East of the United States I had a dream/vision encounter with a Dwarf.
I had come in from working at my Forge and had sat down on the couch after a shower and was thinking about the work I had done that day and all of a sudden I was in a dream, but it was very real and didn’t feel or seem like a dream at the time.
I saw in my yard, near where the Forge was, a Dwarf with a rich royal blue cloak with a hood on.
The fabric was very sturdy, but soft looking like wool broadcloth but finer, and very saturated with color.
The cloak had a beautiful silver and black geometric border around the edges of the cloak and it was clasped with a gold or brass clasp with a different rune on each side. He had on a medium green belted tunic with brown pants underneath.
He had kind dark shining eyes like polished onyx. He smiled at me as if he knew me well and said “you are doing good work.”
It felt for all the world as if this Dwarf were related to me and reminded me very strongly of my paternal grandfather. I felt like I should know him.
He was obviously shorter than me but as he spoke to me it was as if we were both at eye level with me.
I’m not sure if I spoke or not or if he said anything else but I feel as if we are related somehow if that is possible.
One other event took place about a month ago where I live now in Missouri in the central U.S.
I was coming home from work after midnight one night and as I pulled into my driveway with my windows down I thought I heard voices talking in whispers on the other side of the house.
I shut the car off rolled up the windows and opened the door. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw a small crouched person coming around the car thinking it was one of the kids I looked over but saw nothing.
I heard the voices talking again but could not understand what they were saying.
The words didn’t make sense.
Thinking it was still the kids coming to scare dad I looked around the other side of the house and on the porch.
I heard the voices closer this time but saw nothing, the voices seemed to be mischievously having fun at my expense even though I couldn’t understand them, but in a playful good natured way.
I went inside and my children were all accounted for and hadn’t come outside at all.
Not sure what to make of these but that’s what happened.
John – Missouri, U.S.