Spooky Ohio
13 Traditional Tales
By: Chris Woodyard
Illustrated by: J. Wiesel
A Reflection
After reading the thirteen short stories in this small book, I cannot help but feel an overwhelming sadness versus the scare or at least slight heart flutters one might have after reading or hearing what is supposed to be stories to give you chills, a typical ghost story if you will. Yes, I am aware of the fact that these are all true, that these actually happened to people, and I have a good many of my own, but there should be a line drawn somewhere, at least I think so, of actual horror, rather than a broken hearted man or woman that dies of loneliness and can still be seen. That is not scary, it is by definition sad.
The many stories I have, my own experiences lead me to believe more and more, that what creeps around me, follows me, and or tries to posses me are being of malicious intent, though I have had experiences where I have been saved, or felt safe, secure, protected. Sometime, there have even been instances of jealously.
Most don’t believe me, most laugh at me, and at this point in my life, I have learned to except that. Even my own mother thinks I am obnoxious when I bring it up, but then again I think her renewed faith in God is obnoxious just because she is married to a new man. But her hypocritical, moral nature is a story all in its own, and my thoughts regarding it are best saved for another time.
All I know, since I was nine, I have had other worldly senses, and since my latest relationship cause shit to hit the fan, the new man in my life is bringing out the best in me, and with that, everything I ever loved is returning to the surface; My love for the things that go bump in the night, the paranormal, astrology, tarot, anything that furthers the insight into the mind and what lies beyond. I will always, firmly believe that I have lived more than one life, and the fact that I don’t think I belong in this life time is further proof of that, that I am here as a means to learn something, and I will never permanently rest until whatever task fate, the Gods, who or whatever has set out before me has been completed. Who knows, perhaps I will never rest, that my task is to collect certain information’s and continue to practice what drives me and that others find odd.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Delving into Tarot
This will just be brief... as I am only day two into things. However, the other day, the boyfriend and I went to the dollar store, and in there toy section I guess if that's what you want to call it, it had a sub magic section and in there, there were tarot cards... I passed by Tarot cards in a dollar like store once before, and have wanted to try them ever since. So this time, I got them.
Well, that night when I got home, I read how they worked over and over, adding what it said to the knowledge I already know about Tarot to read and interpret my own cards, sure, they are pretty basic, not super in depth like the deck I want, or other decks I have seen, but is made sense, it applied to me. Again, because of this, I imagine I can read things they way I want to see them.
The next morning I went to eat with the bf after work and I pulled them out. I structured them in the 2 triads as indicated and we went from there,flipped accordingly, and then gave him my interpretation of what the cards might mean, and the whole time he was grinning (he also added some insight to a few cards as other possibilities) but he kept what things meant to himself, but I was glad to know that what the cards read applied to him and that I was translating half ways decently.
Again, I must put in my 800 disclaimers and say that it might just be because the cards are basic, I am not saying in the least bit I have any sort of talent for this. I am just slightly impresses with myself. I am glad to to be getting back into thing that fascinate me again, and I will forever say I have always had an "other worldly" sense of things...
The next item I am getting is a crystal ball... so i'll be researching that for quite awhile... all I know is I had a connection with the small, amber colored ball and it gave me chills.
Well, that night when I got home, I read how they worked over and over, adding what it said to the knowledge I already know about Tarot to read and interpret my own cards, sure, they are pretty basic, not super in depth like the deck I want, or other decks I have seen, but is made sense, it applied to me. Again, because of this, I imagine I can read things they way I want to see them.
The next morning I went to eat with the bf after work and I pulled them out. I structured them in the 2 triads as indicated and we went from there,flipped accordingly, and then gave him my interpretation of what the cards might mean, and the whole time he was grinning (he also added some insight to a few cards as other possibilities) but he kept what things meant to himself, but I was glad to know that what the cards read applied to him and that I was translating half ways decently.
Again, I must put in my 800 disclaimers and say that it might just be because the cards are basic, I am not saying in the least bit I have any sort of talent for this. I am just slightly impresses with myself. I am glad to to be getting back into thing that fascinate me again, and I will forever say I have always had an "other worldly" sense of things...
The next item I am getting is a crystal ball... so i'll be researching that for quite awhile... all I know is I had a connection with the small, amber colored ball and it gave me chills.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
It's a Fox!
My spirit animal/totem... At least one of them, is a fox. I did some research about Fox last night, and was amazed at what I discovered and how much it seemed to apply to me. Later that night, well, last night was the first time I dreamd of any animals and I happened to be in my local petstore, they never have much more then rodents, fish and reptiles, and there was.a glass tank with a fox in it. It made no sense to me, except for the fact the tank was to small, so midway through asking if it is friendly, im opening the lid and the fox is jumping out.
To me at least, this says he can be more free in my life now that i know Fox is there... Fox is not hidden in the shadows of my mind. Fox can niw freely adapt to, and with me as he sees fit.
To me at least, this says he can be more free in my life now that i know Fox is there... Fox is not hidden in the shadows of my mind. Fox can niw freely adapt to, and with me as he sees fit.
My Subconcious Acting up at its Finest
Pretty much a dream post occuring because of something I have been stressing out over. You see, back in early December, a few days before the eleventh (thats my birthday) I broke up with my boyfriend of almost a year. Anyways, not to long ago at work he threatened me and i had to report him, well Monday, now tomorrow, the heads of the store are going to talk to him, and I have been given the off (yes, we work together)
So this dream starts off in this huge open plain, there are long, wooden, tables set up (think the first thanksgiving images with pilgrims about to feast) and countless people sitting at them, there is the judges table, sat up higher then the rest, a table set off to the side for evidence, and then the box where me and the ex will be sitting.
While things are getting underway, and they are looking for a witness, named Mary (not someone i know personally, but looks like a little old woman I used to work with, to come through, I and my team, are setting up to recover some stolen euipment by the sea creatures/ aliens that have been hindering operations for some time now. (our gear is black with neon colors, like stuff from the new Tron movie)
They dont need me in court yet, and as i am not head of the team, i work the big guns, so they are priority at the moment. We head off underwater, fighting what comes our way, and like some giant boss battle out of a game, this weird, squid faced automaton comes alive and after us. Low on ammo, we decide to go around him, get our things inside the cavern and then take him out. We werent expecting arw equpiment to be faulty. As we shift through it, I grab one of mine and press down the trigger button, the gun os black and green and starts charging, it is my rocket launcher, at least that is what I call it as it sends off heated, fiery balls of energy.
I quickly leave the cavern and start taking aim, the charger produces a circle, grey when not locked on, orange when charging and finally red right before it shoots off. Perfect hit, but his damage meter is barely affected. Now i have to do this again, and again, meanwhile my gun is malfuntioning here and there and my team mates are firing what ever rounds they can, if not more then a distraction, we finally finish him off.
Back in the cavern, we gothrough our things, my team lead finds a bottleof shampoo in my bag and e ve ryone laughs. Shampoo is a luxury, and baths and showers are a thung of the past as everythung is suit skins and chemical based. As we head for surface, thelady of the lake, the main creature we cant seem to takeout taunts us, and disappears. Ignoring her as we are out of supplies, we return to people looking for me.
In hysterics i am to d the witness has come through, and dropping my things i run off with th court suits. I am led to the table to meet Mary, and we are lookimg for a glimpse of the ex as he takes the stand. All my things left at his place are being offered into evidence and I amstruck with a wave of guiltand embaressesment, meanwhile Mary is muttering somethung about his eyes and gets up and runs from the table. Me, and another take off after her and she turnsto me, holding my arms and says his eyes, with eyes like those, you are bound to lose and she runs off.
I already knowthis though. I know his temper, i know how he likes getting in what he has to say, it does not matter if or how many timeshe interrupts, and it does not matter if someone else hasan opinion, if its not his, it is not right and does not matter.
Now im freaking out, i run off.. I need to hide, i keep saying i cant do this. I dont know who r what convinces me to come back, butI do. I head to the evidence table where I find a folder of mine, It has a picture of Thor listening to an ipod on it, so everyone that knows me, knows that this is the folder i keep close to me. I open it only to find pictures of places i wentto with theex but im not in them. I say oh, i remeber doing that there, and someone points out the date and tells me i wasnt there.
I thumb througj more, there are a bunch ofpictures, made ot fit on printer paper, someone was spying, and not that anyone believea me, that it wasnt me, and some thungs, like movies ive never seen are in there. But, i have a hunch who it was and i ask to use the phone. Ive got ten minutes.
His name is Cameron and ive been seeing him since thungs went down with the ex (in the real world, i amseeing someome and everythingive done with him, is coming up as ive done withthis cameron... The way I see it, my realworld boy would never screw me over like this...)
So I call Cameron, and itdoes not take much for him to confirm the photos andthat he waslooking out for me. I toldhim if they come into play the case can bethrown out, orthey will use it all against me, either way i lose,and end the conversation by ending thungs with him.
Now i am called to the stand, the pictures are brought up first thing, and I hide nothing as i plainly admit i was seeing someone else.... And then i am awake
So this dream starts off in this huge open plain, there are long, wooden, tables set up (think the first thanksgiving images with pilgrims about to feast) and countless people sitting at them, there is the judges table, sat up higher then the rest, a table set off to the side for evidence, and then the box where me and the ex will be sitting.
While things are getting underway, and they are looking for a witness, named Mary (not someone i know personally, but looks like a little old woman I used to work with, to come through, I and my team, are setting up to recover some stolen euipment by the sea creatures/ aliens that have been hindering operations for some time now. (our gear is black with neon colors, like stuff from the new Tron movie)
They dont need me in court yet, and as i am not head of the team, i work the big guns, so they are priority at the moment. We head off underwater, fighting what comes our way, and like some giant boss battle out of a game, this weird, squid faced automaton comes alive and after us. Low on ammo, we decide to go around him, get our things inside the cavern and then take him out. We werent expecting arw equpiment to be faulty. As we shift through it, I grab one of mine and press down the trigger button, the gun os black and green and starts charging, it is my rocket launcher, at least that is what I call it as it sends off heated, fiery balls of energy.
I quickly leave the cavern and start taking aim, the charger produces a circle, grey when not locked on, orange when charging and finally red right before it shoots off. Perfect hit, but his damage meter is barely affected. Now i have to do this again, and again, meanwhile my gun is malfuntioning here and there and my team mates are firing what ever rounds they can, if not more then a distraction, we finally finish him off.
Back in the cavern, we gothrough our things, my team lead finds a bottleof shampoo in my bag and e ve ryone laughs. Shampoo is a luxury, and baths and showers are a thung of the past as everythung is suit skins and chemical based. As we head for surface, thelady of the lake, the main creature we cant seem to takeout taunts us, and disappears. Ignoring her as we are out of supplies, we return to people looking for me.
In hysterics i am to d the witness has come through, and dropping my things i run off with th court suits. I am led to the table to meet Mary, and we are lookimg for a glimpse of the ex as he takes the stand. All my things left at his place are being offered into evidence and I amstruck with a wave of guiltand embaressesment, meanwhile Mary is muttering somethung about his eyes and gets up and runs from the table. Me, and another take off after her and she turnsto me, holding my arms and says his eyes, with eyes like those, you are bound to lose and she runs off.
I already knowthis though. I know his temper, i know how he likes getting in what he has to say, it does not matter if or how many timeshe interrupts, and it does not matter if someone else hasan opinion, if its not his, it is not right and does not matter.
Now im freaking out, i run off.. I need to hide, i keep saying i cant do this. I dont know who r what convinces me to come back, butI do. I head to the evidence table where I find a folder of mine, It has a picture of Thor listening to an ipod on it, so everyone that knows me, knows that this is the folder i keep close to me. I open it only to find pictures of places i wentto with theex but im not in them. I say oh, i remeber doing that there, and someone points out the date and tells me i wasnt there.
I thumb througj more, there are a bunch ofpictures, made ot fit on printer paper, someone was spying, and not that anyone believea me, that it wasnt me, and some thungs, like movies ive never seen are in there. But, i have a hunch who it was and i ask to use the phone. Ive got ten minutes.
His name is Cameron and ive been seeing him since thungs went down with the ex (in the real world, i amseeing someome and everythingive done with him, is coming up as ive done withthis cameron... The way I see it, my realworld boy would never screw me over like this...)
So I call Cameron, and itdoes not take much for him to confirm the photos andthat he waslooking out for me. I toldhim if they come into play the case can bethrown out, orthey will use it all against me, either way i lose,and end the conversation by ending thungs with him.
Now i am called to the stand, the pictures are brought up first thing, and I hide nothing as i plainly admit i was seeing someone else.... And then i am awake
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Search for my Animal Totem Begins
I'm going to skip the whole, I know i don't post much schpeel (sp) and just get on with it... I finally made it to the library the other day, I know it does not sound like much but I have not been to one in years... probably walked out with like thirty books(I have no cable or internet since I moved out of my apartment and need something productive to do, and what better then to read, and further my writing/ note taking skills)one of which, is a guide to figuring out your animal totem/ spirit, or, if you already know it, then it offers spells and such to bring you closer to it.
I have always wondered what mine was, though I have a bit of n idea, but I realized that my idea, may have been a temporary guide as well. The book goes on to give an example, which I don't know off the top of my head, but it is for a hardship, or if you need more courage, the guide shows up to help lead you until you succeed in what you do, are out of some sort of rough patch (this whole entry is rough in itself).
Anyways, my first idea, I noticed a little over a year ago, was a fox. I had been coming across a lot of references to them weather it was television or mere conversation. But, I was driving home from work one night (like 2 am) and I'm entering the highway on ramp, and this disheveled fox is crossing it. So i slow down, I don't want to spook him, but I really want to see him too. We made eye contact for near a minute I would say. He trotted off, and I continued onward. But after everything, he was there, and it stuck with me. I'm pretty sure I dreamed of him later on too.
I'm not sure if it says anything, but I don't much believe in coincidence, but just as I was thinking the fox was only temporary in my life, I turn around at work (a different job in a different city) and there are stuffed toys, in multiple colors, of a fox, and something in me made me feel like Fox never left me after all.
My second idea, which, until I do research on, is/ are alligator and crocodile. I have the biggest obsession with the large reptiles, near cry every time I watch one be put down because it's "law" and have a giant stuffed pillow of one now too... also, my favorite color is green.
Like I said, research into behaviors and attitude for all totem ideas need to be done.
I have always wondered what mine was, though I have a bit of n idea, but I realized that my idea, may have been a temporary guide as well. The book goes on to give an example, which I don't know off the top of my head, but it is for a hardship, or if you need more courage, the guide shows up to help lead you until you succeed in what you do, are out of some sort of rough patch (this whole entry is rough in itself).
Anyways, my first idea, I noticed a little over a year ago, was a fox. I had been coming across a lot of references to them weather it was television or mere conversation. But, I was driving home from work one night (like 2 am) and I'm entering the highway on ramp, and this disheveled fox is crossing it. So i slow down, I don't want to spook him, but I really want to see him too. We made eye contact for near a minute I would say. He trotted off, and I continued onward. But after everything, he was there, and it stuck with me. I'm pretty sure I dreamed of him later on too.
I'm not sure if it says anything, but I don't much believe in coincidence, but just as I was thinking the fox was only temporary in my life, I turn around at work (a different job in a different city) and there are stuffed toys, in multiple colors, of a fox, and something in me made me feel like Fox never left me after all.
My second idea, which, until I do research on, is/ are alligator and crocodile. I have the biggest obsession with the large reptiles, near cry every time I watch one be put down because it's "law" and have a giant stuffed pillow of one now too... also, my favorite color is green.
Like I said, research into behaviors and attitude for all totem ideas need to be done.
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