December: Eight of Rods. A time for opportunities. Take risks and reap the rewards. While this reading is simple in its answers, it helps me plan how to do things for the year. For example, judging by what February and May say, those would be good months for me to launch my podcast and when to restart my jewelry and candle business. I can also tell that this summer is going to be hard for some reason (honestly my gut feeling is telling me to prepare for a death but I don’t know who’s), so I will not plan so much for those two months and try to have my stuff flexible for that time period in case I need time to travel, to mourn or recover from whatever happens. But by the end of the year, things swing back to being happy again so at least I know the dark period won’t be forever. It will be interesting to refer back to the list to see how accurate my reading was. I’m pretty decent at doing readings for others but when it comes to myself, I know I read too much into things at times and misinterpret what the cards are saying. I do offer tarot readings. If you would like one, please send me a message. What superstitions do you follow on New Year? Do you believe in tarot? Have you had a tarot reading or done one yourself? Let me know in the comments below.
I know. I know. It’s time for that New Year New Me bullshit. (Oh yeah. I curse. Get over.) It is time to make your New Year’s Resolutions. We all know that we can make goals or resolutions at any point but most of us will be making new resolutions this weekend. Will we keep them through the year or will we forget we made them in two weeks?
Growing up, Christmas Eve was meant for immediate family and close friends. Thankfully this is a tradition I have been able to carry over into our marriage.
For our dinner Christmas Eve, Jeremy made a delicious beef wellington. For our dinner he did use a 1.2 pound beef tenderloin instead of filet mignon. Everything else he kept the same and it came out amazingly.
Between this move and all of it’s surprises, Bagheera getting sick, me getting sick (thankfully it was only a cold but it knocked me out for most of the weekend), and the military screwing up Jeremy’s pay last week, we needed a break and something to get us into the Christmas spirit. On Sunday night, Jeremy, John Paul and I loaded up into the car to go do something fun.
t even know what else. Nothing would work long term. I would lose 10-20 pounds but then put it back on.
This weekend was busy but also a lot of fun. We got to hang out with friends, explore new areas, and start celebrating the holiday season. Plus Bagheera came home! He was discharged Friday night. He has been doing well. He is acting like he did before he got sick. Katniss has calmed down since her brother came home and life returned to normal.
Last week has been a very busy week of getting back into our new routines. Jeremy’s PCS leave (time off for the move and to settle into the house) finally came to an end. He started the check in process on Wednesday. It’s going to take a few days for him to completely check in but so far he is liking his new shop and command.
If you follow my social media at all, you know that this move has been insanely chaotic. We were suppose to be out here months ago. In fact our entire house in Seymour, IL was packed up on July 15th. At the time we were planning on staying in a hotel for a week until Jeremy checked out of his command. A few days after the movers came, we found out that Jeremy wouldn’t be able to check out as planned because there was an issue with his re-enlistment that hadn’t been approved yet. His command let us go down to North Carolina where my mom lives until they could figure out what was going on with his re-enlistment. We figured we would only be there for a week or so. It would be a month before we would have any answers.
One of my favorite things to do around the holidays is to bake. Whether its cookies or bread, I’m happy pattering around the kitchen. One recipe I make sure to make every year without fail is my mom’s Raggedy Robins. I remember helping making these cookies as a young child. It’s a fun, easy no bake cookie recipe that I have used often with my charges when I was nanny. The smell of chocolate mixing with peanut butter on the stove just makes me feel festive and cozy.
It has been a crazy few months since I have last posted on here. Between the move, setting up our house, and exploring San Diego, I have been busy on other projects. I had started a second blog but realized that I hate having two blogs especially since I think a lot of y’all would enjoy the posts that I have been sharing over there. They aren’t exactly paranormal related but they are our lives, experiences, and housewife related stuff. Over the next few days, I’ll be posting those blogs on this website and shutting down that blog. I will also be having the paranormal posts as well. I hope y’all like the new posts and more of an insight into our lives.
As you know, two weekends ago I attended the Haunted Horror Film & Paranormal Investigation Festival. If you know me at all, you can tell just by the title of the festival that this festival is perfect for me because it combines two of my favorite things- horror movies and paranormal stuff. Add in the fact that it was taking place at a haunted location and in a town I have been wanting to visit for a while because of its history.
This week we are taking a break from my weekly theme of writing about different states' haunted locations or urban legends to talk about the festival I went to last weekend. Why didn't I write about it last week? Well, because life happened. After spending the weekend staying up late every night with investigations and watching scary movies, I needed a day or two to recover some of my spoons. While taking those recovery days, we finally got word that Jeremy can check out of his current command at the end of the month! Which means we will FINALLY be moving to San Diego as of November 1st! It's finally happening!!! Between the plans we have this weekend celebrating Kelsey's birthday and our friend, Mike, coming into town; and my trip to Salem, Mass. next week with my sister-in-law, Reba, I have very little time to prepare for this move. So I took the rest of the week to start preparing what I can for this move and to figure out how we are going to do this. Now that most of all that is taken care of, I can focus on writing again! Woohoo!
The subject of today’s post was one that was sent to me via Instagram. Thank you, James H. for recommending this topic. He said this was a location that he visited as a child and remembered hearing other kids playing on the second floor, but he and his sister were the only kids visiting the house at the time. I had not heard of this house before he recommended it and it was fun to research to it. If you have a place, cryptid, or urban legend you want me to talk about on here, please let me know. I am always looking for new topics to research and learn about. You can either let me know in the comments below, message me on one of my social media pages, or email me.
This week we are checking out places in Washington D.C.. Today’s post is about a really interesting house that has a ridiculous amount of paranormal activity.
This week we are checking some seriously haunted locations in one of my favorite cities. I love Washington D.C.! I have so many memories of visiting there often with my family growing up. I love the museums there, the various monuments, and love Chinatown. Even as an adult, Washington D.C. has been the place I go to escape from life when I need a break. I love getting lost in the history around me.
After dealing with all the shutdowns and whatnot going on for the past year and half, its nice that things are finally starting to get back to a sort of normal we remember from pre-pandemic times. While I haven’t had a chance to go to a movie theater yet since things have opened back up, according to some people the dead haven’t stopped going to a couple of theaters in Oregon. I wonder if the spirits are wondering where all the guests are and why shows haven’t been happening for the past few months.
One of the things that draws me so much to Oregon is the natural beauty that can be found through out the state. There are so many places to go hiking, canoeing, and camping. One of the places that I have been wanting to go check out is an ominously named lake called Devil’s Lake. While it’s stunningly beautiful is all the beauty actually hiding a monster?
This week on the blog we will be diving into some creepy stories and legends from Oregon. Oregon is such a gorgeous state. I would love to visit it some day. In the meantime I will settle for some spooky stories. I know I normally give y’all a few links from previous posts talking about the state that is being talked about during the week but I have yet to write about places in Oregon! Oops. Well, I guess I will be remedying that this week.
One place I hope to be able to investigate someday is the homes that Lizzie Borden lived in. Her case is one of the cases that I grew up learning about from my dad. We are of the belief that she was innocent and that the investigators ignored vital information about a possible motive another person had. But this isn’t a true crime blog so we won’t get into all the little details parts of the murder.
As mentioned on Sunday, this week’s posts are about haunted places Massachusetts! Today’s post is about two cemeteries I hope I get to visit while Reba and I are in Salem and Boston. I’ll let you know next month if I am successful.
This weeks theme is the great state of Massachusetts! Over the years I have been Massachusetts many times. My Uncle Rick and his family lived down the street from Dr. Seuss’ house. I’m actually working on going back to Massachusetts next month around Halloween with my sister-in-law, Reba! I will let y’all know if we are able to get that worked out.
Happy Friday, y’all! For the final post about haunted Florida locations, we have two to check out. One is a glamourous hotel that has an interesting history and the other is a quiet restaurant with a not so quiet ghost.
As mentioned in Monday’s post, today’s post may have a bit of deja vu. On Friday I wrote about The Devil’s Tree in New Jersey, today’s post is about Florida’s own Devil’s Tree. I do need to warn you readers that the history behind the tree is pretty dark. If you don’t want to read about it, please either scroll down past the next section or come back Friday for a not so dark post.
I don’t know about y’all but when I think of gangs, Mafia, and famous shootouts, I think of that stuff happening more in the Midwest than the Sunshine state. So I was quite surprised to learn about the shootout between Ma Barker; her son, Fred; and the FBI took place at a Florida vacation rental house but I wasn’t surprised to hear how her spirit is unhappy with what has been going since her death.
Did anyone guess this week’s theme? With the last bit of summer hanging around, this week we go to Florida to check out some of the weird, creepy places that haunt the Sunshine state. From creepy parks to deadly vacation rentals, I have some interesting posts for y’all this week. I hope you enjoy them.
To get y’all in the mood for these upcoming haunted posts, here are a few posts I have written about creepy places in Florida.
For our finally post about creepy places in New Jersey I wanted to branch out and do something a little different. While researching creepy New Jersey, one topic kept popping up over and over again and yet it was something I hadn’t heard about. Have you heard of The Devil’s Tree?
Sometimes when everything seems to be going well, life has a way changing dramatically in a moments notice. In today’s post, I talk about two people who were out celebrating when their lives were tragically cut short. Was it the happiness that they felt just before they died that has kept their spirit tied to where they died or is the suddenness of their death that has left them tethered to the spot?
Sometimes the best part of going on vacation is the people you meet while you’re enjoying your trip. Just be warned when checking into these New Jersey hotels, it may not just be living you meet during your vacation. The hotels in today’s post talk about ghosts that have stayed at the hotels long after they died.
I’m bringing back weekly themes! In honor of how much Jeremy and I have been and will be driving across this beautiful country, I decided to start focusing on each of the states to learn more about their paranormal histories. The states’ order will be randomized. The first up this week is New Jersey!
While researching the previous post, I was introduced to Springdale Cemetery. Springdale Cemetery is a very large, very old cemetery about 20 minutes from where we are staying. Jeremy went with John Paul and I to check out it while we were looking for Dr. George Zeller’s grave for the previous post on this blog and we were not ready for this cemetery at all. Even with directions to the gravesite, it took us over 10 minutes to drive to where he was buried.
So far the week that I have spent in Peoria, I really love it here. There has been a lot to see and do. I have been keeping busy with checking out everything. One of the places I was most excited to check out was the Peoria State Hospital and not just because of the paranormal aspect.
Well… Greetings from Illinois. Yeah. We are back in Illinois. You are probably just as shock as we were when we found out we had to head back here. To be honest, I am still trying to process my emotions and feelings about this change of events, but I am trying to find the silver lining.
Shortly after Jeremy and I moved to Illinois, I had joined a few Meetup.com groups to make some new friends. One group I joined was a group of older adults that would meet weekly for trivia nights. I LOVE trivia games. I know a lot of useless and random facts which are useful for trivia games. The first time I met up with this group, they were doing a trivia game at a local pizzeria. The members of the group were amazing with the answers throughout the entire game until the final question.
One place we checked out last week was an university that is around the corner from my mom’s house. Elon University has grown so much since I used to live in the Triangle. Just a few years ago, it went from a small private college to a state university. Driving around campus, we wondered if there were any spirits on campus. Turns out there are a few ghosts!
dvertised haunted dolls on their website, Jeremy and I decide to take Elizabeth, our haunted doll, with us to see if she would interact with them.
It seems like everywhere I turn lately (especially places like TikTok and Facebook), someone is talking about Wendigo or Skinwalkers. While similar and often confused to be the same thing, they are actually two different Native American folklore. I will devote a post diving into what a Skinwalker for a later date. Today’s post is all about Wendigoes and their lore. Mainly because Jeremy and I may have encountered one a few weeks ago.
It’s crazy how life works sometimes. So much has happened since my last post. I know it’s been a while since my last post. I took a break for a couple of reasons that I had mentioned in that post. The initial reason was so I could heal from my surgery. After that, I needed to focus on our move to San Diego.
I have sat down so many times to start this post, and I either have too many thoughts in my head to write coherently, or something pulls me away from my computer. I feel like I am being pulled in so many directions at once, just trying to get everything done. I'm trying to get things done, but lately, it seems like no matter what I get done, my to-do list is getting longer and longer.
On my last post, I mentioned that Jay and I went to Chicago for the weekend. Originally we were supposed to go Wisconsin for Ghost Con, but that was canceled due to Covid and political unrest. Since Jay had a long weekend off, we took off to Chicago.
Octobers usually are my busy season because that is typically when everyone seems to be more focused on the paranormal, thanks to Halloween, but I was not expecting to be this busy, and it wasn't even the paranormal that made things crazy. It was just life in general. I didn't even realize that Halloween is in eight days (well, five days when this post goes live) until I saw something about Halloween on Facebook. This is honestly the first chance all month I have been able to sit down to my laptop to write. It feels so good to be back at my desk.
Today was absolutely gorgeous, and I was having a craptastic day where everything I tried to get done ended up being ten times harder than it should have been. I was frustrated and grumpy and just needed a break. I picked up some Panera and drove around to try to find a park to eat at. Unfornutaly, every single park I went to was quite crowded, and even if I wasn't worried about COVID, none were quiet enough to let me relax.
What does what you wear to an investigation have to do with ethical ghost hunting? Well, actually quite a bit. Not only do you want to dress in a way that won't offend the client or the spirits, but you also don't want to create the frustration that comes when reviewing footage and team members have to try to rule out if they are seeing something paranormal or something caused by a team member's clothing choice.
As you know, last week I was on vacation with my family. Before I left for vacation, though, we had Ghostnet Paranormal come out to our house for an investigation. While I have shared the ghostly going ons in our home with y'all for the two years or so, I felt that it would be best to have someone come out to verify our claims, so you know that what we share is legit.
When I started researching this week's topic, one celebrity came through like Al through an Ovilus. Rudolph Valentino seems to be everywhere. His spirit has been seen in so many places I don't think I can fit it all into one post.
Whether you believe she was murdered or she killed her self on purpose, the fact remains that throughout her short life, Marilyn Monroe was desperately searching and needing love. It seems as though she is still trying to be seen in the afterlife as well.
Whether you love his music or not, almost everyone nowadays knows who Elvis Presley was. It has been 43 years since his death, but he's spirit seems to be just as active today as he was when he was alive. Elvis's spirit appears to travel just as often as he did when he was touring.
Have you ever done something and later regret it? Yeah... I am never doing cursed movies as a theme ever again. Last week I worked really hard to write all the posts for this week, schedule social media posts, and started writing next week's posts because I will be on vacation. You may have noticed that there was no post on Wednesday. I had a post scheduled, but it has disappeared from WordPress. I had this post planned for today, but the Poltergiest part disappeared. All the social media planned on Plannerly disappeared. And all the posts for next week I had started writing on Grammarly, and the pictures I had saved for the posts are also gone. One site I could understand. Two makes me think it may have been user error. Three or more just tells me I pissed something off... So if my site crashes this weekend, you know why. I will never cover this topic again. I am posting this because I don't have time to research another topic while redoing everything for next week.
The two movies being discussed in today's post seem to have an extra executive producer that isn't mentioned in the credits. Both of these movies have been rumored to have had either the Devil himself or one of his demons involved in the film production. The amount of things that went wrong with both movies is part of the proof that people point to when making these claims.
I first visited the Old City jail in December 2012. I was on a trip with Bob, the Wilmington paranormal group leader I was training at the time. The trip was to Savannah and Charleston.
Just over two years ago, I posted my husband's notes about when he visited the Whaley House while he was at recruiting school in San Diego. Since then, I have received several messages asking that I do a new post talking about the house's history and the hauntings that are supposed to happen there. Today's post is as y'all requested!
Even before I embraced my witchy side, I had been trying to work on being more aware of the moon phases and their meanings. There will be a full moon on Wednesday. You don't have to be a witch to know that a full moon seems to heighten energy around us.
Ghost cats aren't the only spirits at the Hemingway house. Both Papa Hemingway and Pauline have been seen and heard around the property.
As excited as me and my sister, Magan, were to see Robert, we were stunned to realize we were looking at a piece of history that we had grown up hearing about from our dad and the television shows we watched with him. It was a part of an incredibly sick and twisted love story.
While I was checking out, I saw a book by the register. It was one of those local books about the area's ghosts that most gift shops have. What caught me off guard was that I recognized the face on the cover of the book. It was someone I grew up hearing about from my dad and shows like Unsolved Mysteries. It was Robert the doll.
Things are getting exciting around here despite COVID trying to ruin things. I hope that y'all aren't being affected by COVID and that life is starting to return somewhat to normal. Here in central Illinois, somethings are returning to a vague sense of normal and other things are going backwards. Places downtown are going back to outdoor seating only, and more businesses are enforcing the mask rules (which I appreciate).
Since embracing the witchy side of me, not much has changed. A lot of what I did was already a bit witchy: carrying crystals for their various meanings, burning sage to cleanse my home, reading tarot cards, researching what my dreams might be trying to me, and using different herbs for different reasons.
A few weeks ago, while checking our post office box, I noticed a flier stating there would be an estate sale in the next town over. It caught my eye because it had postcards listed items for sale. I love to collect old letters and old postcards. So Jeremy and I made plans to go check it out.
Something y'all have heard me talk about before is ethical ghost hunting. Ethical ghost hunting is a way to interact with the spirits, a location, and the owners without causing issues for anyone involved. But there is more to it than just how to behave while on the investigation.
A couple of weeks ago, everyone was talking about this app called Randonautica. People on Tiktok were sharing their videos about their adventures using the app.
When I started planning to relaunch this blog three months ago, I had so many hopes. Not just for this blog but also for everything in general. I had hope COVID wise, we would be more back to the normal we use to have than we currently are.
I knew when I decided to focus on haunted military bases this week, I would have to need to reach out to other military spouses to hear about their stories of the paranormal on military bases. I reached out to a few of my favorite MilSO groups on Facebook and boy, did they come through!
When I first started researching the topic of haunted military bases and battlegrounds, the one place that popped up more times than Okinawa was Fort Leavenworth.
I had already rejoined Book Of The Month Club when my Facebook newsfeed was overwhelmed with ads for this book. The ads didn’t tell me much and the comments just said that it looked like an interesting read that was getting ready to debut. Then closer to July, Book Of The Month started putting up ads that said something like “If you liked Get Out, you’ll want to read this book. When I was able to select my July books, I quickly added this book to my cart.
The Alamo is located in San Antonio, Texas. The Alamo became the site of a battle during the Texas Revolution. The battle lasted 13 days from February 23rd through March 6th, 1836. Although everyone who was defending the Alamo was killed during the battle, the battlecry “Remember The Alamo” was used through the rest of the war and during the Mexican- American War.
The Exchange Hotel in Gordonsville, Virginia is a beautiful older hotel. While it’s been eight years since I have visited this location, I doubt it has changed much. When I visited it, it still looked like it was set up for service in 1860’s.
While we lived in Iwakuni, I often heard about some of the various haunted locations in Okinawa. There are so many places, legends, and customs that I could (and will) write several posts about them but today I am going to focus on some of the paranormal activity that I have heard about happening on military bases.
This week the posts will cover various haunted battled fields, military bases, and military hospitals. Some of these posts are locations that are familiar to myself, friends, or family. Learn about the ghosts that still fight battles that ended years ago, the families that haunt the homes where they use to be stationed at, and military folks who never left their post.
I’m sorry for the interruption in posts. Our internet has been going in an out for the last two weeks. When we did have internet it was never at times convenient for writing and research. We will soon be back to your regularly scheduled posts!
Fairytales seem to be full of princesses, witches, magic, and castles. While most present day fairytales seem to have happy endings, the original stories are much darker and with messages other than a girl needs just needs Prince Charming’s kiss to make everything alright. The stories that originate in the forests in today’s post are so much darker than Disney would ever want to go.
Every year I make the New Year’s resolution to read more and for the last few years I have set my reading goal to 50 books a year. The closest I cam to reach my goal was in 2018 when I read 30 books. This year is looking pretty good because I have already finished 33 books.
The forest in today’s post is one I have been told before to never visit if I get a chance to go to England. While it’s nickname is enough to tempt me to walk among the trees, the mysteries left unsolved involving this location are more than enough to make me think twice. Are you brave enough to walk the paths that run through these woods?
The forests in England seem to be steeped in horror, magic, and history. Almost ever forest there has a story to tell. Some of their stories are full of happiness and romance but the two forests in today’s post are full of things that are dark and creepy. From headless beings to fairytale creatures, these forests are brimming with horrors.
In the final week of our travel themed posts for June we will be checking out some of the creepy forests around the world. Forests that have been the basis of many nightmares, fairytales, and urban legends. Learn about the deaths and missing people cases that add to the level of creepiness that these forests exude. These forests aren’t just the home for numerous spirits. Many cryptoid and fairytale characters may call this home as well. Explore lands that defy even scientific explanation. This week will be full of horror and intrigue.
Often horror movies and television shows call upon the truth to help make their stories seem scarier to the viewers. A few years ago, American Horror Story did a season based on spirits trapped in a hotel. Some doomed to repeat their fates over and over while other spirits caused the deaths the living which added to the amount of spirits staying at the hotel.
Sometimes a place is so haunted that the guests won’t stay the night or furniture has to be moved out of the hotel because the spirits won’t stop messing with it. The inns being talked about in today’s post are just that haunted. They attract famous paranormal investigators from around the world who try to interact with those that choose to roam the inn’s hallways. Even those who are holy aren’t safe from these spirits.
Back home, in North Carolina, I often heard of different places that were haunted. Especially hotels. The hotels in today’s post I haven’t had the pleasure of investigating in person yet but I plain to soon. The spirits tied to these hotels are popular and quite active. So much so that one of these hotels made the Washington Post’s list of thirteen most haunted hotels in America.
The two hotels featured in today’s post have feature spirits that have come back to either find their loved ones or to bring peace to their family members. Love keeps them wandering the hallways and surprising guests with their frequent visits. Resting in peace doesn’t have to mean you have to leave your home.
Usually when we go on vacation, we check into hotels so we don’t have to stay with strangers and to have our privacy respected. If you check into these hotel rooms though, you may find some company waiting for you. If you are looking for peace and quiet stay out of these specific rooms, you can’t say you haven’t been warned.
Our month of traveling themed posts continue. This week is all about haunted hotels around the world. Each hotel has a different story and history that adds to the spooky things you might see, hear, smell, or feel while checked in. The spirits I will write about this week range from playful children to sexy, lonely women still looking for a date to murderous souls who may still be killing people.
The campground being talked about in today’s post has more than just ghosts scaring those that camp here. Something in the this area seems to be attracting more than the living. Even the Forest Rangers that work have experienced things that they can’t explain.
Sometimes the events of from long ago seem to soak into the areas where history was made. With everything going on right now in the United States, these ghostly echoes remind us of those who came before to fight these battles either in the field or in a hospital bed.
Despite what the previous posts this week may have shown, not all campgrounds are haunted by spirits who were murdered there. There are campgrounds that are haunted by those who worked in the area or died in the campground from less nefarious reasons.
Why do so many campgrounds seem to be the locations of murders? Is it because no one can hear the victim scream for help? The two campgrounds that I am writing about today have spirits who are still looking for help and reliving their murders.
When I want to go camping, usually it’s to get away from everything and everyone. I want the peace and quiet of the woods and hopefully a nearby stream to refresh my soul.
While researching haunted roadways around the world, I came across these two places and their stories sent chills up my arms. The spirits mentioned didn’t seem like the normal hitchhiker or wandering spirit I talked about earlier in my posts this week.
Here in America there are some roads that some of the most seasoned drivers get nervous driving down because of how dangerous they are. The ghosts along the side of the road aren’t the only reminders of their bloody past.
I grew up hearing about both of these spirits. One because she is the most famous hitchhiking spirt in the United States. The other because not only is she locally known to those that live in near High Point, North Carolina but either my uncle or his friend has had the privilege of meeting her.
Sometimes there are places where tragedies happen so often that the places seem cursed. Sometimes these places can be roads that the tragedies seem to stretch the length of the road.
This week's paranormal posts are all about various haunted roads around the world. Learn about roads that seemed cursed, hitchhiking spirits that just want to go home, and dark entities that try scare away visitors. Some of these hauntings have even made local papers with how frequent people have experienced something paranormal.
For the day of my birthday, Mom and I went up to Chicago for my first professional baseball game. The Cubs were playing the Dodgers. I really enjoyed the game and we had great seats.
A couple of weeks ago I announced the giveaways on my various social media pages to celebrate the relaunching of my blog. I’m happy to announce the winners today!
This next stop on our paranormal road trip this week takes us back to my home state of North Carolina. About three and half hours from my hometown is Asheville. I LOVE Asheville and have many memories of going there often while growing up.
If you follow me on Instagram, you may have seen where I came out of the broom closet at the beginning of the year. It all started when I was chatting with someone* on Facebook. We were discussing different beliefs we have.
I’ve only been to Niagara Falls once in my life. My parents took me and my little sister back in the early 1990’s. I think I was about six or seven years old at the time. I remember my sister being little and riding on the Maid of the Mist boat into the falls.
While I was in middle school, I was lucky enough to become friends with a girl in band class by the name of Heather. We both played flute in Ms. Hoell class. Not only were we friends, but our parents became great friends.
As I mentioned in a previous post, our little family has been pretty busy this past year. I figured I would take a moment to go over some of the stuff we have been up to.
I first heard of Shawnee Amusement Park back in 2010 when I watched an episode of Ghost Lab that took place there. Since then Shawnee Amusement Park has popped up in conversation a few times.
This week we are taking a fun and spooky road trip around the United States. Most of the places are areas I have visited before but I want to go back now that I know the history behind the areas. If you were to take a haunted road trip, where would you want to go? Ever had a paranormal experience while on a road trip? Let me know in the comments below. I want to hear all about it!
It’s hard to believe that its been just over a year since my last post. So much has happened in that year.
Haunted highways and roads are not something that only exist in the United States. During my research, I found many, many accounts of haunted roadways around the world.
Back at the beginning of this year, I found a copy of The Amityville Horror at our local library. Like most people, I knew the story of what supposedly happened at the house in Amityville, New York named High Hopes.
We have been putting the house together. With Jeremy’s help, we swapped to the two main rooms downstairs. What used to be the front room, is now the living room. What was the living room, is now the dining room. I am still setting up both rooms but the house is starting to look more like an actual home.
Personally, though, I do have to make sure that my mental health is okay while I deal with the paranormal world. There have been times where I doubted what I was experiencing was paranormal or something in my head.
Last week, my friend, Mathew, and I went to see La Llorona. I was really excited to see this movie because its a part of the Conjuring series and because of the story it’s based on.
Ever since I wrote about people who willingly date spirits, I have been overwhelmed with emails and messages asking about people who take it a step further than just dating.
Just like any married couple, Jeremy and I are often asked: “when are you going to have children?”. No matter what we answer the follow-up question is “are you going to include your kids in your paranormal stuff?”. Well, that is a loaded question.
I can’t tell you what my first horror film was but I can remember my first Japanese horror movie. The one that launched a life long semi-obsession with them. That movie was the Japanese version of The Ring. My friend, Nicole, let me borrow it for a few days after we had gone to see... Continue Reading →
If you have subscribed to my YouTube channel, you know that my birthday is coming up this week. Jeremy and I decided to celebrate it early because not only would he not be here for my actual birthday (stupid recruiting duty training in St. Louis) but also because he got an extremely rare 72 reward for his hard work last month.
Most everyone I meet loves dogs. Dogs are typically loving and faithful, unlike most humans. In fact, when I meet a human that doesn’t like dogs, I make sure I steer clear of those folks as much as possible.
Someone had shared a news clipping from 1979 talking about talking out fire. For those of y’all not familiar with old country cures, talking out fire is a practice that is supposed to remove the pain of a burn and heal the area.
While in Japan, I happened to learn about a couple of odd ghost or demon summoning games. These games are often played by middle school and high school girls. Hearing about these games made me think about how we use to play Bloody Mary growing up.
Before this weekend happened, I had so many expectations for how it would be. In usual Kelly luck, it didn’t work out the way I planned but it was still a lot of fun and productive.
You would think with Mercury Retrograde being over with for a week now that things would go back to normal but that has yet to be the case. I am going out today to get some sage to cleanse myself, Jeremy, and the house. I am tired of negativity going on in our lives and everything going sideways.
Growing up, whether you were Christian or not, you were probably taught at some point the Adam and Eve were the first humans created by God. What if I told you that Eve was actually Adam’s second wife?
This Mercury Retrograde has been kicking my butt. As with most Mercury Retrogrades, this one started affecting me just before it started. As y’all know I was sick for two weeks. Then I ended quitting my job.
With St. Patrick’s Day coming up soon, I thought this week would be a great time to delve into some of Ireland’s spirits and folklore. Ireland has an interesting history and even more interesting folklore.
During the giveaway, I asked what is something y’all would want to Paranormal Housewife. One of the most popular answers was what to do if you think your house is haunted. Many of you wrote to me saying that you think there is something going on in your homes but you don’t have proof.
Music is a powerful medium. It has the power to take you back to a memory that you had no idea you still had, bring up old emotions you were feeling when you last sang the song, or define a period of your life. Musicians who create these songs, lyrics, and melodies stay with us long after the music as ended. And sometimes long after their own life has ended.
Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope that you are able to spend today with your loved ones. Or if you are like me today, find something fun to do.
With Valentine’s Day this week, I wanted to focus on stories of ghosts that show love lasts long after death. There is no way that I could have romantic stories this week and not include my favorite spirit love story.
The second movie I chose for this week’s theme was another one that I hadn’t seen before and surprisingly had heard very little of before watching it. All I knew about it was that it was suppose to be one of the scariest films on Netflix in 2018.
When I decided on this theme for this week I did it for two reasons. The first reason was because I love researching the true stories behind “based on a true story” movies and books. I like seeing how many facts actually made it in the book or the script and how much is just Hollywood fluff that is written just to get you to spend some money.
When most people think of fairies, we think of Tinkerbell like creatures- tiny human-like beings with long, wings that are either rainbow colored or clear. Most often these kinds of fairies are depicted as white.
When Jeremy and I first moved to Champaign, people told us to watch out for Effingham. We assumed it was for the speed traps on the interstate by the rest area or all the construction. Nope, that was just part of what we should have been warned about.
The two games I am featuring in this post are for those who prefer something a little scarier. I do have to say though, be careful when playing these games. I have never played them so I don’t know how they will play out.
As a teenager, I remember playing different games with my friends trying to figure out what our futures held. We used drawn games like M*A*S*H to figure out if would live in a mansion with Devon Sawa and our 9 kids or shack with the nerd from math class and a dog.
It seems appropriate to be writing of this first spirit as snowflakes are currently swirling around my house. The cold, whiteness outside does seem magical to a Southern girl like me and I can start to understand why stories like the one I am writing about came to be.
They ended up having to build a second stable for their horses. They said that after they moved their horses over to the newer stable that they realized that something wasn’t right the original stable.
This first tale I have to share with you has actually been sent in by one of my readers. Thank you, Ashley S. of Alexandria, VA, for suggesting this topic which actually ended up leading to this week’s theme of animal ghosts.
We are almost through the first week of the New Year! How are y’all surviving it so far? Struggling with your resolutions yet? If you read the Patreon post yesterday, you learned how to have the universe help you with your goals. If you haven’t read it yet, I highly recommend heading over there and checking it out. Yes, you do need a subscription to read it but subscriptions start at just $2 a month. I don’t know how many of you are like me but one of the first things I do when I wake and start checking my phone is to check my horoscope. Personally, I love Astrology Zone by Susan Millar. It seems fairly accurate for the most part and dead on accurate on big things. But sometimes I wish I could be able to see further in future than just what might happen today or tomorrow. This yearning helped motivate me to start learning tarot. I have become fairly good at it and have pretty successful for reading for others. On Tuesdays, I offer tarot readings for $5 for people. It does take a bit of energy and time which is why I charge but I keep the price really low because I am still learning. I feel that the price is fair for my skill level. If you are interested in scheduling a reading, please email me. If tarot doesn’t interest you, there are other ways to try and read your future. One popular way is reading tea leaves. To do this take a pinch of tea leaves of your choice and put them in a teacup. Then pour hot water over the tea leaves. Once the tea has seeped enough, drink the tea but leave the tea leaves and a small bit of the liquid in the cup. While holding the teacup handle with your left hand, swirl the teacup in a circle going left to right three times. Then very carefully and slowly, place the teacup upside down on the saucer to allow the remaining tea to drain from the cup. To read the tea leaves, you need to understand how the teacup is set up. The cup is divided into three main sections. The closer the to the bottom of the cup the tea leaves are, the sooner that particular thing may happen. The closer to the rim, the further in the future things may happen. The cup is also set up like a compass with the handle designated as being south. The handle also represents how close to the reader the event may happen. Below is a list of common interpretations of tea leaves. Tea Leaf Reading If tarot and reading tea leaves aren’t your cup of tea, there are other things you can try doing to figure out your future. One method that even Nostrodamus used is called water scrying. Fill a large bowl or pot with water. While focusing on the images in the water, occasionally tap the side of the bowl or pot. Not too hard. Just hard enough to cause ripples in the water. New images should appear in the ripples that will let you know what’s coming in your future. I know a few people who do this type of scrying but they do it outside when the moon is full. I recommend trying on January 20th with Supermoon, Blood Moon, total eclipse is going on. You may get some interesting results. Another type of scrying is using a mirror. This is similar to water scrying but there are different methods to mirror scrying. The first is leaving a mirror in a bathroom and letting the bathroom fill with steam. As the steam dissipates from the mirror, you may be able to see words or images appear on the glass surface. Another way to use the mirror for scrying is to take a mirror into a completely dark room. Very carefully use a candle to light your face up from the bottom (or if you’re a klutz like me, use a flashlight so you don’t burn yourself or your house down) and then stare into the mirror. If you want to ask simple yes or no questions but lack a magic eightball, you can use a pendulum to ask your questions. If you don’t have a pendulum, you can use a ring on chain or string or a pendant that you wear often instead. Hold the pendulum over a solid surface as steady as you can. Ask the pendulum to show you what yes is and what no is. Be sure to straighten out the chain between each question to center the pendulum. You should have a clear answer to which is yes and which is no. When you are ready, clearly ask your question and wait for the pendulum to react. This method doesn’t work for all people. I have friends that never get a response and people like my husband who get very clear responses. I hope that no matter what 2019 has in store for you, that you have a wonderful new year. If you try out any of these methods, please let me know what your results were and if they came true.
Welcome to the new year! Hopefully, you all had a great New Year’s Eve with lots of celebrating with friends and loved ones.
The week leading up to Christmas has been a crazy, busy, fun week. The day after Mom drove up from North Carolina, we drove down to Springfield, Illinois to explore new areas with Avery and her kids.
During one of the posts last week, I briefly mentioned an interesting story involving St. Nicholas and The Pickled Boys. While that story was probably the least Christmasy thing you would associate with Saint Nicholas, it isn’t the only unusual story behind the jolly old man. While doing research for these Christmas posts I ended up coming across a few more interesting stories that I thought you might like to hear.
While researching my previous post about Krampus and Knecht Ruprecht, I was surprised to learn that there are a couple of Christmas or Yule witches in Europe. The two main witches I came across were as different as night and day. Reading their stories made me think of the line from Wizard of Oz “Are you a good witch or are you a bad witch?”
One of the extremely interesting traditions I came across was the folklore around Krampus. Outside of a really bad horror movie by the same that came out a few years ago (and I refuse to watch), I hadn’t really heard of Krampus before.
The last week or so at our house has been interesting, to say the least. Different things have been happening that may or may not be related. We are still sorting through it all.
Like quite a few people I know, I was only familiar with Dybbuks before this weekend’s research due to horror movies and Zac Bagans. Through the movies like The Possession (loved it because it had Papa Winchester in it) and Zac Bagans Halloween special from this year (refused to watch it because Zac Bagans makes my skin crawl).
A few weeks ago a post went viral about a woman named Amethyst Realm (yes, that is her real name) who claimed she was engaged with a spirit she met while vacationing in Australia.
I am a lover of horror movies. Especially creepy ones that deal with spirits, folklore, or urban legends. So when I found out that they are making a movie of La Llorona to be released a few days before my birthday in April, I was over the moon.
This past week has been a busy one. Thankfully Jeremy had Thanksgiving Day off. I had hired a local woman, Penny, to cater our Thanksgiving meal because I didn’t want to deal with cooking and cleaning on what I thought would be his only day off that week. We all enjoyed the food. Even Valar Morghulis got his own plate of yummy food.
When we sleep we are the most vulnerable. Not just to normal things like attacks from adorable kittens or children but also from spirits. I often get messages about how people have connected with spirits of loved ones or with spirits in their home through dreaming.
On November 24th, 1892, Thanksgiving Day, a young woman checked into the Hotel Del Coronado under the name Lottie A. Bernard. Ms. Bernard claimed to be from Detroit, Michigan. The staff at the Hotel Del Coronado stated that Ms. Bernard was a beautiful well-dressed woman who seemed reserved and ladylike in her manners. The staff... Continue Reading →
From the time I woke up this morning, I knew something was off. My phone was just about dead because even though I plugged in the cord, the cord came unplugged from the wall. Then when I went to go shower, I noticed my conditioner had leaked all over everything in the shower rack. I thought it was just a couple of little hiccups and was ready to move on.
Over the past couple of weeks, the activity at our house has been picking up. I don’t know if it was because it was getting closer to Halloween, the spirits were feeding off my stress levels leading up to the Marine Corps Ball, or maybe the spirit(s) in the house are feeling more comfortable with us. Whatever it is, things have definitely been interesting.
Since my blog post last month about the three most common questions my facebook messenger and email have blown up with questions and comments about talking to spirits and using an Ouija board. I decided to address some of the questions, comments, and concerns that were shared with me.
One of my favorite ghost stories I remember from this class is the is the story of the Maco Lights. Maco is a small town in Brunswick County, North Carolina. The story is about a man named Joe Baldwin in 1867.
The usual response I get when I get done telling someone about one of my adventures is “Weren’t you scared to be alone?”. Since I have grown up with spirits and have yet to come across that truly scared me, I’m not afraid to go alone.
She said that she dreamt that she was sitting at an old soda parlor’s counter. She was drinking a milkshake when the door opened. When she looked at the door all she could see was a bright light. From the light, her mother, who had passed away several years ago, walked into the shop. Her mother sat beside her and put a hand on her shoulder and said: “the kids are alright”.
Since tomorrow is Halloween I thought a post about witches would be appropriate. Surprisingly there are quite a few witch legends in Illinois to check out. I decided to check out the two nearest ones to share with you.
Growing up, I remember randomly finding tarot cards around our house. It wasn’t the whole deck but just a random card or two stuck in between books or in a closet. They belonged to my dad. He had a french Rider Tarot deck that he carried while he was in the military. He told me not to use them and that he stopped reading them before he got out of the military.
Lately, even our spirits have been working hard with us. Elizabeth has been coming to work with me and Jeremy. Elizabeth came with me to Lodgic for their Grand Opening. I have a few talks lined up that she will be joining me at. Elizabeth has even been to Jeremy’s work. She spent the day recruiting with him. The Marines in his shop loved having her there. She even hopped on Instagram to help get potential recruits in. She seems to be our lucky charm when we take her out.
Growing up in North Carolina, I heard about a lot of different legends and ghost stories. One of the more notorious that was localish to Chapel Hill was the Devil’s Tramping Ground in Chatham County. The Devil’s Tramping Ground is just a barren area in the middle of the forest south Siler City. It’s a short walk from Devil’s Tromping Grounds Rd so this is an easy place to go check out.
If you watch any kind of paranormal movie or if you tell someone that you are dealing with a spirit, the first thing people do is grab a crucifix and start slinging holy water around. This rarely solves the issue. Growing up in the bible belt allowed me to witness this often and if anything I have noticed that it causes the spirit to get upset.
While I was in North Carolina visiting my family, my mom and I decided to go check out the Brown Mountian Lights. I had heard of the phenomenon often growing up as it was a semi-local legend known in North Carolina. Even though it was a few hours drive from where I grew up, I never ventured up there to experience the phenomenon.
This is the longest I have been away from Jeremy by choice (as oppose to the military sending him away) and definitely the longest I have been away from the cats and our spirits. I missed them. And judging by the messages and pictures I received while gone, it’s safe to say they all missed me too.
Ask most paranormal investigators what’s on their paranormal bucket list and you’ll probably hear them answer “Japan’s Suicide Forest”. It has been on mine ever since I first heard about it on Destination Truth ten years ago. Ever since that episode I felt drawn to it. So when my husband came home from work one day in January, while we still lived in Iwakuni, saying that Papaya and Ortiz (two marines in his shop) said that they wanted to go camping in Suicide Forest in a few weeks, I immediately invited us along on their trip.
I recently checked out a book from the library because of the statements written on the front cover. The Haunted House Diaries by William J. Hall has “Ghosts, Aliens, and Holes in Space and Time” and “THE TRUE STORY OF A QUIET CONNECTICUT TOWN IN THE CENTER OF A PARANORMAL MYSTERY” written on the cover. It seemed interesting and, to be completely honest with y’all, a little outlandish. As you know, ghosts I can handle but these folks wanted to throw in aliens and parallel dimensions to the mix as well.
Intrigued, I read through the book trying to figure out what the note was in regards to. Imagine my surprise that there was absolutely no mention of the murder in the book, the victim, or anything really. Stumped I tried googling it but all I could find was a picture of the headstone which was the information written on the note. No matter how I did the search, I couldn’t find out anything about the murder.
When I begin talking to people about paranormal stuff, one thing I can almost always count on is being asked three certain questions at some point during the conversation. I figured I would share those questions and my answers with y’all.
A lot of people have sent me questions about supposedly haunted objects or dolls being sold on eBay and other similar platforms. Since I hadn’t dealt with anything like that personally, Jeremy and I decided to try it out.
With the storm about to hit the North Carolina/ South Carolina coastline, I figured it would be the appropriate time to share with you a ghost legend that has been a favorite of mine since childhood. I remember first hearing about it from my dad and then it would pop up in various ghost tale books or ghost programming. I love local legends and I consider this one local because I usually venture down to the coast of North Carolina or South Carolina a few times a year.
As much as I love Champaign, I have been a little homesick for Japan lately. I know I’m not the only one. Jeremy is missing the food and Katniss is missing the festivals. Thankfully the campus was having a great little festival at the Japan House on base. Jeremy and I decided to take Katniss to it.
Things have been busy in the Stillwagon household. Our furniture shipment should finally arrive next week. Well… part of it at least. Crates 1 through 4 and crate 7 have arrived. Hoping crates 5 and 6 decided to show up in time to be delivered the same day. Then a few days after that I am heading to North Carolina!
When I talk to people about what it’s like living with spirits, one thing that is often brought up is how animals seem to interact with spirits. I have heard a lot of people say that animals always seem to be more preceptive to spirits but honestly, I have witnessed animals are about as sensitive as humans. Some will acknowledge activity that is going on and some just seem oblivious to what is going on.
If you have been following my social media, you already know that Rampu has been pretty active this weekend. I even managed to catch him turning on on video! Normally he is camera shy and won’t turn on or off until shortly after I lower my phone or camera. Friday morning Rampu woke me up by flashing on and off quite a bit around 5am.
Last week I shared a few pictures from the Whaley House investigation and asked your opinion on what happened with the photo. I included those pictures because I have often talked with paranormal teams that have capture evidence like those pictures. Often people think orb pictures are something paranormal when in actuality they aren’t.
If you ask any paranormal investigator what their investigation bucket list is, and you will get a variety of answers. Mostly it depends on what they have already investigated and what sort of places they are drawn to. I have my own list that I have been trying to check off.
Jeremy recently went on one while he was in San Diego for recruiting school. Sadly, I wasn’t there to go with him. This is definitely on my list of places I want to investigate bucket list. The Whaley House is someplace my dad and I talked about going to visit sometime. The history of the house intrigued my dad. Hopefully, I will get a chance to visit the Whaley House soon.
One question I seem to be asked a lot since I have started being more open about being a paranormal investigator is if I only do private investigations or if I do “fun” investigations. Yes, I do both. Just because I help families and spirits, doesn’t mean I don’t love to do more relaxed investigations too.
We are still setting up our house. We finally got a few more pieces of furniture for the house but it’s still 85% empty. A few more weeks and our main shipment should be here. We received our express shipment (which is half of kitchen stuff) last week. I have no idea where we are going to put everything. We have a lot less kitchen storage areas as we did in Iwakuni. We will make it work somehow though. We always do.
Greetings from Illinois! We are officially living in our house. Well, trying to. LOL So far, we only have a bed for furniture. It will be a long six weeks waiting for our stuff to come in. I can’t wait to make this place a home. We spent the first week here at a hotel. It was nice, and I miss the breakfast options.
On my previous post I briefly vented about the paranormal shows and how they irk me with everything they get wrong. Be warned. This post is a much longer vent session about why I can’t stand those shows. While Jeremy was gone, I ended up binge watching a few of those paranormal shows. I regretted... Continue Reading →
One question Jeremy and I receive the most often is “Why do you choose to live with ghosts?”. I know that seems odd especially considering how all the shows seem to show ghosts and spirits either terrifying the residents or being a nuisance to the residents or the people working in the business.
Of course, though, when I show pictures of the house that we are moving into, my friends come through with responses like “How do you always find houses that look haunted?” or “I hope it’s haunted,”. I didn’t ask if it was haunted. Even if it isn’t haunted, we are bringing Al and Rampu. Plus, I hope my dad comes to visit occasionally.
While Jeremy is finishing up at recruiting school, I’ve been trying squeeze in as much of Japan as possible. Today, to help inspire my writing, I visited a bar/ café that I had heard of briefly in an article. It is called Bateren Horror Kissaten and it’s located on the far side of Hiroshima. I knew it would be creepy because of the name but I definitely surprised at how creepy this place would end up being.
While Jeremy was in recruiting school, he let it be known that he was a paranormal investigator. Of course, that immediately lead everyone to start asking questions and telling him places to investigate. Surprisingly, most people started telling him about how the school house itself was haunted. Jeremy had to wait until he had duty to try to hold an investigation.
Everyone seems to have cute stories of how they met the person they’re with. The way Jeremy and I met is definitely unique. We met over five years ago. When we met, neither of us were looking for a relationship. We were both dealing with awful breakups. We started talking on a social media page and at first had no intentions of ever meeting each other. I don’t know how but we got on to the topic of ghosts and ghost hunting.
When Dad was alive he spoke often to us about how he and his brother always said that if they could come back after they died, they would come back, and they would let their families know they were there. Dad had told us that would need to watch for signs that he was visiting.
One of the great things about living in Japan is finding random little thrift shops. Jeremy and I love exploring thrift stores trying to find hidden jewels. One of our favorite shops in Iwakuni is called Dragonfly. Last summer while walking around the back part of Dragonfly, Jeremy found this old lamp. It was an older touch lamp. He really wanted it because his grandmother had a very similar lamp and it reminded him of her.
In my previous post I introduced you to Al… well, George as he was originally known by. As I had mentioned, it took a few years before I learned who he really was. This post is about how I learned about him.
Al is the spirt that has been with me the longest. Actually, when I first knew he was around me, my roommate Nellie and I called him George. It would be a few years before we found out what his real name was. At the time though George seemed to fit him.
I grew up thinking everyone else had similar experiences as me, but I quickly learned that my classmates didn’t. I won’t say I was bullied because of my experiences but I wasn’t usually taken seriously. This was before Ghost Hunters and Ghost Adventures were popular. I wanted to share my experiences with my peers, but I wasn’t sure how to do it.