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. We would also spend hours making cootie catchers that would need folded and unfolded to reveal a fortune or compliment. Sometimes we would even use our necklaces as pendulums to divine a message from a board we had written before class started. This was long before I knew what pendulums really were or understood that these practices could be a form of magic casting. To us, these were just games to pass a boring class or to play during a sleepover. Recently though I have learned about games that are similar that are played around the world.
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. While I don't think I will be visited by any spirits in this storm (or the one that may come next weekend), this storm is setting the correct mood for this topic. Before I continue, go grab something warm to drink like coffee or hot chocolate. Yuki-Onna may be returning today and I would hate for you to freeze while you were reading this post about her.
Welcome to the new year! Hopefully, you all had a great New Year's Eve with lots of celebrating with friends and loved ones. Jeremy and I stayed home and had a quiet evening in with the cats. We are homebodies and were in desperate need of a recharge. I don't know about y'all but Jeremy and I have a few traditions that we do every year to make sure we start the new year off on the right foot. Some of these you may have heard of but some of them you may not have.
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.
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.
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.