Your All American Housewife With A Spooky Twist
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
