A Tragic Thanksgiving Story

On November 24th, 1892, 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 also mentioned that Ms. Bernard seemed very troubled and melancholy. 

The Maco Light

When I was in the 3rd or 4th grade I was selected for an Academically Gifted class for legends and ghost stories. As a kid, this was awesome because each week I was pulled out of class to discuss local legends and ghost lore. As you already know this was right up my alley and I thank my background already established by my parents for letting me ace so high on the test that allowed me to be a part of this program. 

Should You Investigate By Yourself?

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, I'm not afraid to go alone. Yes, I prefer when my husband can go with me because I either don't trust the area (humans are scary and unpredictable) or because I like having someone else experience the same thing as me. Plus I love his company. But this is one of those topics where I say "do as I say, not as I do". I know myself, my limitations, and my abilities. I trust my gut and know how to think on my feet if something happens while I am on my own. But honestly even I probably shouldn't investigate by myself. 

Little Updates Happening

If you have visited the blog anytime this week, you probably noticed a few changes. I decided to combine my current blog with my previous blog. It seemed like a waste to not work on my previous blog after 3 years but I don't have time to juggle two blogs at this time. If you are only familiar with my paranormal blog, I recommend going back and reading some of my posts from my original blog. I got to see and experience quite a few neat things in Japan. Plus there are quite a few more posts about Al, Dad, and Rampu in my previous blog. You can use the search function to look for certain topics or scroll through the posts to get to the previous blog.

Cats, Chats, and Toilet Ghosts

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.

Meet Our Ghosts: My Dad

A few months after Jeremy and I moved to Japan, my Dad passed away suddenly. He was a great man and I miss him a lot. Even though it’s been 2.5 years, I sometimes still struggle with it. After he passed I wrote post on Southern Ohana telling about his life. I highly recommend reading it before reading the rest of this post. Knowing who he was will help understand why I know my dad comes to visit me.

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