Ouija board Experience

Merry meet all,

Today I had a neat experience. Most people fear ouija boards and for some good reason. But I don’t. I visited the local friendly Neighborhood Witch shop. I entered a section of the witch shop. What to my wondering eyes should be sitting on the glass counter top but an ouija board.

I tried it. I have an insatiable curiosity about everything in life. I held the planchette in my hand and thought about my late grandfather Alfred Timmons. I asked if he was okay and where he was. I thought that in my mind. The planchette moved. I was at first skeptical because it was my first time seeing one in my entire life.

Then the planchette did move more on its own. It moved to the upper left corner. I felt the planchette move in my hand. I held the planchette gently. It wanted to move up to the letters xy and z. I don’t know why. The witch shop does have resident spirits there. That was partly why the ouija board worked. I pulled my hand away, frightened. I stared at it with wide eyes and bated breath.

Most people believe they are evil. After that experience, I am on a high. I don’t believe they are evil. I approached the divination tool- which is what it is, with some awe and respect but no assumptions. No fire spouting demon has come after me. I want one now. Yes I will store it in my home, use it and try it with friends. Yes I will smudge, burn palo santo and draw up wards and shields. No I won’t let anyone use it for evil intentions. It depends on your intention to determine the outcome. People may have negative experiences because they believed the ouija board was an evil tool and would drastically ruin your life. They almost expect it to cause something nasty to happen. I see it differently.

I have no fear of other forms of divination. I also want a skull and decided that this one online store necromance.com would be a good choice for obtaining one. The skulls that are made of resin are much much cheaper. (Well I don’t have $2000.00. Do you? Right.) They look just like a human skull. I also want one with the lower mandible missing. To me, it would look cooler that way. A skull with a lower mandible missing can be considered silent and used to call on the dead to use in magic.

I believe that its crucial to maintain a respectful and open minded perspective towards practicing any divination. Believing that something will happen such as a car accident or a ladder collapsing on you almost determines your fate. Try having faith and being positive. This guarantees a positive outcome. 

Some people are afraid to use ouija boards or to face their own mortality. We live in a society obsessed still with wealth, status, materialism and the steeply widening gap between the rich and the poor. Witchcraft and mystical divination tools fall in between right in the cracks. 

So be happy and if you don’t feel comfortable doing divination, then don’t. You never have to do anything you don’t want to do but having respect for it helps. It protects you. Good luck in your divination !!!

Blessings, Lady Spiderwitch )O(



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Possessed Dolls


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I don’t believe in dolls being possessed. I saw a clip from the movie Annabelle. I don’t have the courage to watch that movie. The clip was a scary sewing scene. Well if anyone has paid attention to my previous posts, I do a lot of sewing. It is hard enough not to stitch my fingers. Quite often, the pins stab my fingers. See? So I don’t need that movie scene adding to my fears. Thimbles were invented for a reason.

But I digress. I have read about possessed dolls. I thought I would try writing my own story. I read a fascinating yet morbid story online about an ancient doll that had a human tongue. Ew. If that doesn’t irk you, what will eh? I was intrigued. I had to keep reading the story. It was fiction of course. There is no way that tale can be true… I hope. The doll suckled on the poor young man. The doll gained his human skin. The man got the doll’s skin. It hurt. It itched. It glowed. He could do nothing about it. He returned to finish the doll off and then he figured out the reason why his grandmother never spoke a word to him. The doll had his grandmother’s tongue. The doll was locked away in the attic.  Eerie.

The other famous possessed doll is Robert the doll. Even that story gave me shivers. I find it eerie that a doll can move on its own and have such an effect on a person. But the idea still interests me. A doll can be so unassuming, so innocent and possibly harmless. Who would suspect a doll? The trick to a good story is to involve an object that has no menace in it and make it Stephen King-esque menacing.

Sometimes when I am working out story ideas, I work it out in my head, not on paper. Then I type at the keyboard. That is the phase I am in currently. A story needs to have more than a doll terrorizing a family. It has to have the depth, fear, and heaps of reality. A realistic story is going to give your readers the royal chills more than anything else. A reader should be able to say ‘yes, I can see this happening.

I hope I’ve encouraged all you secretive Mary Wollsteonecrafts and aspiring Edgar Allan Poes out there to pen your own horrifying tales.

Now for my account of a memorable experience in Pleasant Bay!!

One summer starry night, I saw the Northern Lights in Pleasant Bay. The dark sky was glowing with streaks of fiery mauves, purples and oranges. It was amazing to behold. I hope you get to see the Nothern Lights someday!!!!

Good luck writing!!

Blessings, Lady Spiderwitch )O(

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Call of the Wild )O(


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My guinea pig Magic is curled up on my lap as I type. He loves his cuddles. He is so cute and scruffy. Guinea pigs rock. They make great pets. So does my kitty Penny.


I love whales too. I enjoyed whale watching a couple times in Pleasant Bay. I went on Mark Timmon’s boat as his boat was the safest. On the day the waters were calm, I ventured out to watch whales. The common whales there are humpbacks and pilot whales. When we were truly way out in open sea we stopped the boat. My sister and  I sat up on the front of the boat to get a better view of the whales.

The mountains tumbled into the ocean. The seagulls cawed and flew over the ocean surface, searching for mackerel and haddock to eat. I saw seagulls on the rocks at the shore. I saw cows too feeding on the grasses. 

The whales appeared and dove into the water. They sprayed and dove in and out of the water. It was amazing to see the whales up close. They dipped under the boat and surfaced on the other side. Their bodies shone in the sunlight. They moved so gracefully. It is a wonderful experience to see such gentle giants in  their natural habitat, the deep blue ocean. I went another time to see the whales but that experience doesn’t stick in my mind like this one does.

Whales are not the only beasts to roam in Pleasant Bay. I have seen many moose, foxes, cows, horses, eagles, hawks, rabbits, and squirrels. I am not frightened of moose because I have become accustomed to them. I have seen many moose. They are shy, quiet and bold. They know our scent and prefer the cover and shelter of the thick of trees. I have heard them speak, can identify their tracks, know their scent, recognize a cow from a bull and recognize their young. Moose are bold yet majestic and they love their young. A calf moose ran up the deck of our house but the mother called to him and he ran up to her. That’ll teach him. Should obey your mama!


Moose either travel in herds or as a solitary. I think that older bull moose tend to travel alone. They do like being in herds though. They smell too. Its a musky earthy scent. They are powerful animals. They love to eat trees. Moose can be spotted at night on dark highways by their red eyes. Moose are regal and large. That makes it easy to spot them at night.

I am fortunate to have the opportunity to be with these amazing creatures. I grew up in Pleasant Bay in a huge pristine wilderness area. The hawks fly over my sister’s chicken coop. The rabbits dodged hungry foxes. Salamanders search for insects to feed on. Bees pollinate flowers. The whole place is alive and magical. I love it there. I intend to always treasure and love the home and resting place of my dear kind grandfather, Alfred Timmons. Bless him always.

Blessings, Lady Spiderwitch )O(


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Ghoulies and Ghosties and Long-Legged Beasties and things that go bump in the Night.

Broomsticks & Cauldrons

Round the Cauldron

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Today I sewed a few tarot bags for the local witch shop Neighborhood Witch General store. I found cool fabric at two local fabric stores, Fabricville- my top choice and the other one, Atlantic Fabrics. I live near Fabricville. The other reason why I like that store is the membership discount card. I get a discount on everything I buy.

The first fabric I selected is black with a white outline of stag heads. I am not posting pics yet but when I have completed them, I shall post pics then. I promise! It looks so cool. The other fabric was a little odd. It is a beige color with a print of my fave Halloween quotes such as- “Watch for Ghoulies and Ghosties and Long-Legged Beasties and things that go bump in the Night.” Or Something Wicked this way comes or the famous quote from The…

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The Real Macabre Meanings behind ‘Ring Around the Rosie’ and other Nursery Rhymes

Read about the spooky truth here of some beloved nursery rhymes

Mind Space Apocalypse

Ring Around The Rosie Ring Around The Rosie

    The Real Ring Around the Rosie The Real Ring Around the Rosie

– Lyrics and what they mean:

  • ~Ring Around The Rosie~ This describes the sores surrounded by red rings that are associated with the Bubonic Plague.
  • ~A Pocket Full Of Posies~ This describes the ritual of placing posies in the pockets of the recently dead plague victims to decrease the smell and even people living would keep posies in their pocket because it supposedly helped with the spreading of it, but that was probably more of a superstition thing.
  • ~Ashes, Ashes~ This part of the rhymn describes how they disposed of the dead people’s bodies, they would burn them to decrease the chances that the plague would be passed on by touch or contact.

Burning the Bodies Burning the Bodies

  • ~We All Fall Down~ Basically means we’re all going to die. It was believed that the Bubonic Plague would completely wipe out the people…

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The Ravine.


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I have been thinking about what I want to post here. I promised to post more about psychic protection but  lately I’ve been unable to post on that subject due to me not knowing enough about it. I have decided to go with my heart and post more about Pleasant Bay, which is my passion. So look forward to tales of my adventures and herb lore and other stories here. However, I will post stuff about the paranormal here too. I am just more excited in posting what stirs my heart. I suspect you all want to hear that more from me anyway.

The photo above is taken in Pleasant Bay. I love the tiny fishing village. I haven’t been there in 3 years. I have many tales and information to share. I shall start with my getting lost in the bog. It is the first memory that comes to mind.

I love to wander the woods. On one cold  morning in April, I wandered down the ravine. That was a bad idea. My feet stung from the cold. I walked on, but to my alarm, I started to hear a squish squish sound beneath my feet. That is a bad sign. I walked on, and started to get concerned.

I perched on a protruding tree root. I looked around me and got my bearings. I didn’t like the squish beneath my feet. I sensed the water beneath the moss and soil. I imagined it was mucky and cold and unforgiving. My feet got wet in my shoes. I got my bearings and looked around. I saw the hill in front of me several feet away. I grabbed a tree branch. It broke in my hands being softer wood. I wasn’t comforted by that at all. I decided to skip across the pond of bog. Luckily I grabbed a tree branch ahead of me and it didn’t break. It was more solid wood. I then climbed the steep hill and told my Mom what happened to me. She told me it was a boggy area and to avoid it from now on.

I warmed up in front of the warm woodstove. I sipped tea and wrapped a warm blanket around me. I was much comforted to have escaped the bog.

Oh. Ok. I haven’t gone  down there since. I now remain high above on level ground and see the ravine from that safe distance. Tomorrow I will share another tale.

Blessed Be, Lady Spiderwitch )O(


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Books, books and more books oh my )O(

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Hail to Mighty Hecate! My poem is published in the darkly wondrous book The Dark Ones: Tales and Poems of the Shadow Gods. I plan to photocopy the poem and dedicate it to her. I enjoyed reading the whole book. I do like the darker side of things sometimes.

I also ordered two more darkly delish books to read. The 3rd Spectral Book of Horror Stories and Dark Hallows II: Tales from the Witching Hour. Both books should be a good spooky read. I found a copy of Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire at a book sale. I plan to read that someday too. I loved the movie. I recently bought the novel The Silver Witch by Paula Brackston on discount at my fave bookstore. So many books, so much needed time. I need a new bookcase to hold all the books I own. Its a good problem to have. I received the newest issue of Witches and Pagans magazine in the mail. So far it is fascinating in its coverage of divination.

I am happy to announce here that my short story made it into the final rounds. I submitted a short story titled ‘Skin’ to Cemetery Dance in May 2016. I submitted on special invitation from the Horror Writers Association. I never received an acceptance/ rejection letter in end of 2016. That means I made it to the final rounds. I am honored to have made it this far. Cemetery Dance published Stephen King’s stories when he was young. Wow. I hope I get good news. !!

I am trying to make headway on my paranormal novel in terms of editing it. I have made structural and grammar changes to chapters 1-3. This is why spending some time away from a ms can be beneficial. I value the book Manuscript Makeover by Elizabeth Lyons. I appreciate the tome of excellent information in those pages. I have used the book so much I had to tape the spine of the book together. I would never edit a novel without that book by my desktop. It just won’t happen. If you’re editing your own ms, buy it. Now. Like right now.

I have lots of reading and editing to do. I just need the time. I think a person has to make the time. That is the trick to it. Wish me luck

Blessed Be, Lady Spiderwitch )O(





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Be Green this Yule- earth-friendly


Merry meet all,

The end of the muggle year is almost here. Yule is coming up. The Winter Solstice occurs around the 21st. I decorated my goth tree to serve as a Yule tree. I listened to festive tunes and petted my cat while I hung the ornaments.

Note: If you do choose to use a real tree, be careful of bugs. They called your regal pine-scented tree home. There is no reason why they shouldn’t do the same to your  home. Check before you axe. Or you might have a problem in your bedroom or bathroom. They might infest your drawers or cellar. I never had a problem but it is always wise to be careful. If you want that covetous piney scent in your home without the bug issue, then just cut some pine needles. Infuse them in water in a pot in your kitchen. Add oranges and spices for a festive risk free scent.

Besides, a fake tree is a more compassionate option. The real tree that adorns and bedecks your living room was a living being. It has a right to life. It seems silly to me to hurt a tree for such a short time. So be kind and be green this Yule.

The other way to be green this Yule: consider using gift bags instead of wrapping paper. Tons of wrapping paper, tinsel and gift bags too end up in landfill. Gift bags are not the greatest alternative because it still gets discarded but it is one option. Save the gift packaging you get your own gifts in to reuse next Yule.

I’m not saying you shouldn’t invite your best buds over for a gift wrapping party. Oh no by all means, enjoy. We need to be good to the earth and have fun at the same time!

Let us all gift the earth with love this Yule!

Many blessings, Lady Spiderwitch )O(



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My Sleep Paralysis Experience

ParaNorthern – YOUR stories of strange and unexplained encounters with the Paranormal.

Source: My Sleep Paralysis Experience

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The Meaning of Energy


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I promised to post about how to psychically protect yourself. Over the last few days, I have been thinking hard on what that really means. I recently read a blog post on another page that said psychic attack doesn’t exist. I don’t entirely agree but I don’t disagree either. I have been exposed to and suffered much verbal attack lately.

I want to know how to intuit and deflect a negative email from someone. I wish I knew. When I know the secret, I shall share it with you. We can’t determine that unfortunately, as much as we might wish to. We can determine though how we will respond to a negative hurtful message. I have received a lot of the hurtful negativity and sorely wished I had more power over all that.

First we have to realize we are responsible for our own energy. This is important. No one else is as responsible for that as we are or you are. Once we realize that, we have to hold to it. However, we are not responsible for someone else’s negative energy. That can be a huge relief, at least in my experience lately. No one can control us. No one can curse us without us allowing it.

I believe that energy is real. It exists in a cat, a guinea pig and in a crystal/ gemstone. It exists in water, air, fire and earth and spirit. They are all infinite and potent. I think we all exchange energy with us being or not being aware that we are exchanging energy with every other individual being on earth. We transfer energy, steal energy, give energy or suck energy. Energy courses over the earth. It is present when someone gives birth. It is present when a woman is heartbroken or proposed to. It is everywhere. It is all things.

Maybe we can’t see energy but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. We can feel energy like a rush of air upon our face or the wondrous warmth of a candle flame. Energy can’t be stopped or it can be harnessed. So with all this potent invisible but constructive energy, what can we do about it? Well I have experienced a roller-coaster of emotions the last few weeks. I am still hurt but changed. That is energy’s true purpose: to transform. It can bind, release or halt. My recent experience has shown me that not all things are forever or certain or foreseeable. Life should never be predictable. Or we become zombies. To truly live, we must let go and take that leap of faith. I advise that we do try to land on our feet but as we land, we must be changed. That is what it means. Whatever we send out, we also become. Energy is bent and malleable. We must become bendable. The chaos of emotions I have experienced lately jerked me harshly out of my comfort zone. Maybe I needed to experience that to be stirred up, to learn, to be shaken. There is always a lesson to learn. Change is the only guarantee.

I hear my guinea pig or cat purr. The sound comforts me. That is a positive or paws-itive communication from my beloved fur babies. But there is also negative energy. Yin and yang, the moon waxing and waning, the corn fields withering or ripening. I live in an area where I get the four seasons. No matter how we have changed the face of the earth, I have yet to see the four seasons not happen without fail.

Energy exchanges can be extreme or gentle. I have seen horrible arguments or peaceful affection between people. I believe though that positive energy may demand more effort but is more worthwhile. It takes a lot to feel good for me in the morning. My cute pets help and so does a hot coffee or a relaxing song. Meditation can also help. I do try to meditate.

So let’s think about what energy we send out or receive. The Universe is a transmitter and so are people. Trees are transmitters of energy, the ocean and the breeze that blows in from my open bedroom window. I took the bus home today. The sky was dark. I felt uneasy. Now I am home. The lights are on. My place feels safe and bright.

As it should.

Blessings, Lady Spiderwitch )O(

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