shmoo92 asked: I just saw a reblog of your Qallupilluit post, and I was immediately dragged back to... Brownies, I think. I was 8, and we were sleeping over at a place. Bedtime story: a girl warned not to go to far out on the ice or these guys would get her (they chased her back to camp). 5 of us were scared silly; I'm proud to say I didn't cry, tho I spent the night pressed up against one of our Owls, shaking like a leaf. All night. It was the honest-to-Betsy most terrifying night of my life. Thx for that.
You are very welcome.
I remember that it was on a christmas eve and my grandfather just passed away a few months ago. My family was staying over grandmas house. And my cousin, little sister and I were chilling out in the living room, bored out of our minds while the adults were in the garden.
I was doodling on a scrap of paper and my little sister, the genius that she is, decided that it would be fun to find out if there were any spirits roaming our grandmas house. She and our cousin set up a “ritual” and started fooling around while I watched them thinking about how dumb they are.
After a few minutes I told them to scoot over and to get me a prayer bead, a bowl of water and some candles. I remembered that my mum hired a lady who did an exorcism in our house in the Philippines and I vaguely remembered how she performed the ritual to find out that there was a spirit of a child in our house that apparently died in our garden.
I’m not going to explain how I set it up, because I don’t want people to repeat this. I’m unsure if what I almost summoned was my grandfather or not, but I’m hoping that it’s grandpa.
Once I had the materials and the candles were lit, I had my cousin and sister repeat a prayer with me and after a minute or two I asked if there was a spirit in the house. I dripped the candle wax unto the water and we watched with bated breath to see what image it would form.
I thought it was starting to form a head and my cousin who looked up and glanced behind me, pointed out that it looked like the portrait of our grandfather.
I was utterly creeped out, because it was true. Afterwards, I made them both swear to never even mention this to anyone. Specially our grandmother.
I don’t remember how we cleaned up, which is weird. But I do remember that before we blew the candles we said goodbye and that the spirit was free to go to heaven.
I try to reblog all non-paranormal related things on my sideblog, and keep this clean and just paranormal, but unfortunately since this is my main blog I slip up sometimes and reblog random things to the wrong blog. So if you get something random, and not supernatural or paranormal at all, then I’m sorry. I delete them as soon as I notice. :C
Okay so when I was 6, I had a cat named Bob. One night, I was sleeping when I woke up suddenly to see my cat crawl down from the corner of my ceiling, down the wall and onto my bed, where it curled up next to me. I petted it until it was purring and then went to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, my parents told me that my cat had been hit by a car the previous afternoon, and had died in the vet’s office that night. So it was the ghost of my cat visiting me, to say goodbye.
-Note from Mika- That is a very sweet story. I’m glad you had that one last moment with him. Animals are known to sometimes appear in front of someone special to them after death, even up to years later. You must have had a very special relationship and I am very sorry for your loss.
rockinrollinvinny asked: I love your blog!!! The cryptozoology stuff and paranormal stuff is fantastic! Keep up the good work!
Thank you very much! :)
Big news for the paranormal world! In the Manchester Museum in England, an Egyptian statue has started to rotate in a perfect circle seemingly on its own.
A little bit of history on the museum itself first. I do love backstories. First off, may I say, HOLY ARCHITECTURE, BATMAN. The building itself is gorgeous. The museum was established in 1867 and it is part of the University of Manchester. Look at that neo-gothic… ness. Do you see that? Why can’t buildings NOW strike fear and awe into all that pass? Anyways, back to the point. The museum itself serves around 360,000 visitors a year, and doubles as an attraction and an educational institution. It provides students, teachers, and tourists with access to 4.5 million artifacts from around the world. Pretty neat place.
Now let’s talk about what has been out of the ordinary. The Egyptology collection is just one of 11 major collections that the museum houses. It houses many artifacts extracted from tombs and other holy sights. As many of you probably know, Egyptian religious practices could be quite morbid. If the process of mummification isn’t brutal enough, they jar up the organs and put them in with the mummy. I mean, the Egyptians are known for using a heated brain hook to scramble the brains and pull them out through the nose. It wouldn’t be shocking for some of the relics to hold onto negative energy, or spiritual energy.
The moving artifact in question is a 10-inch tall statue. It was found in a tomb of a mummy, a likeness of Neb-Senu, and was an offering to a god. The god of the Underworld, Osiris, that is. The statue itself dates back to 1800 BC. These past few weeks, the activity of the statue has confounded curators and and Egyptologists alike. It has been moving by itself, rotating in a circle. At first it was just weird, who moved the statue? Only one person had the key to the closed exhibit, held in a glass case. But then, it just moved. Again. And again. It has been rotating 180 degrees until it faces AWAY from foot traffic during the day. Finally they set up a time lapse to capture the movement.
There is one main theory as to why this happens. People have noticed that the statue only seems to move when people are around. Therefore it is believed that the vibrations of footfalls causes the statue to move in minute increments during the day. There are a few main problems with this theory.
1. The case is fixed to the wall, not the floor.
2. The other statues in the case do not move.
3. The statue has been there for 80 years and has only started to move weeks ago.
4. The case, nor the surface it is on, has never changed.
5. The statue does not shift positions at all. It only rotates.
There are a few theories as to the paranormal activity behind the statue as well. The first of which have to do with the Egyptian belief that if the body is damaged, the soul can live on in a statue of its likeness after death. Another theory is the Curse of the Pharaoh. Many Egyptologists in the 1920’s were believed to be cursed because they removed things from tombs in the Valley of the Kings. It was a curse aimed towards tomb robbers. A Pharaoh from beyond the dead will curse a tomb robber for removing artifacts and relics from their tomb.
So what is it? Is there a logical explanation for this, although one seems to be allusive? Is it the soul of Neb-Senu? Or is it a curse? One thing is certain, it has the museum curators scratching their heads in disbelief, Egyptologists stunned, and the general population scared out of their wits.
It also has paranormal fans squeeing with delight. Who wants to see this statue now? I know I’ll be first in line.
thefmradio asked: You = my new favorite blog. J'adore, j'adore.
Thank you! c:
Hello! It’s time for another haunted place. It’s been a long while since I’ve posted something like this, focusing mainly on eye-witness stories (please feel free to send one in) and crypids. So, I decided to commemorate the occasion, I would focus on a haunt far from home; my home that is. It is located in a commune named Châteaubriant in the Liore-Atlantique departement of France (I really don’t know how French geography works? Someone is sure to know). It is called the Château de Châteaubriant, literally translated to Castle of Châteaubriant.
The castle was originally founded in the 11th century on the eastern side of Brittany, and it was defending against Anjou and the Kingdom of France. The first mention of the castle appeared in 1030 to 1032, meaning the founding of the building itself must have started earlier. The first version of the castle was motte and bailey and made of wood. Hardly the classical castle we think of now. On the plus side, it had two moats. It was renovated a couple of times during the Middle Ages, and is an excellent example of a Medieval Castle. Finally, during the Mad War, the French took control of the Château. Part of it was destroyed, including the reception halls and the keep, so they renovated it yet again with the more intricate french style. During the 16th century, the Château received a character boost when an extension in the Renaissance style was built against the foundation.
After the French Revolution, the Château was sold several times. It was transformed into an administrative office filled with the head of the sous-préfecture, a courthouse, and a police station. When 1970 rolled around they closed the offices, and it is now open to visitors.
The part of the Château that is rumored to be haunted is unique to the rest of the castle because it takes on an Italian theme. In the time period it was renovated and expanded, the Middle Aged architecture was seldom used. The wing itself was built in 1532. There is only one room in this wing open to visitors, the Chambre dorée (Golden Room) on the first floor. That room itself was decorated in the 1630’s, and features a rather stunning overmantel of the fireplace made with oil on canvas.
Portrait of Françoise de Foix
The reported haunting at the castle revolves around Jean de Laval and his wife Françoise de Foix (love that name). The couple was engaged in 1505 with the support of the Queen of France (who also happened to be the Duchess of Brittany but details shmetails). After her death, and the consecutive death of her husband Louis XII, Francis I took over. He asked Jean de Laval to come to the Court to help with the takeover of Brittany (Nice. The former Queen was Duchess of Brittany, jerks). The lovely Françoise de Foix came with her husband to court and became the lady in waiting to the new Queen. And, interestingly enough, the mistress of the King. Because, you know, adultery isn’t bad or anything. Let’s just cheat everywhere. I guess that’s what makes history fun. Jean de Laval then fought in the Italian Wars and became the Governor of Brittany. However, Françoise de Foix was rejected from the court.
She died in October of 1537. It is said that she was locked in her bedroom by her husband at this time because he was jealous of her relationship with King Francis I. Rumors of assassination spread, and it is believed that she was poisoned or bled out. But, since this time, on the day she died, the 16th of October, it’s said her ghost roams the halls at exactly midnight. The Chambre dorée mentioned earlier is said to be where she died, but it is impossible since it didn’t appear until after her death. Like most legends and ghost stories, things get muddled over time.
Françoise de Foix’s untimely death is actually quite sad. She was multi-talented, skilled in Latin, Italian, and poetry. Because of her talent, the King was drawn to her. It was because of this attraction that her husband even got promoted as far as he did, because the King was attempting to seduce Françoise. She was then placed near the princess, and was known as La mye du roi, the Sweetheart of the King. She was Francis’ first official mistress and he showed his affection towards her openly. She was his mistress for over a decade until he found a new, younger mistress and Françoise gave up the fight after 2 years of competition.
Now that you have extensive, if not boring, knowledge of French debauchery, I’ll tell you another silly little Legend involved with the Château that also points to a haunting. Apparently there was a woman named Sybille who was a wife to Geoffroy IV of Châteaubriant in the mid 13th century. He went on Crusade in 1252 only to be jailed in Egypt. The French army was destroyed in Egypt by the plague. Because of his disappearance and the death of the soldiers, his passing was announced a year later. Sybille mourned for her husband. But then he came back several months later. Believing him to be dead, she went into shock and keeled over in his arms. (Love that.)
So, who knows. Sybille could be there. Françoise de Foix could be there. Let’s face it, a building this old is bound to hold onto some energy. And it’s fairly likely it’s haunted by something. But the history in this particular castle is so intriguing I had to dig in and get to the meat of it. HISTORICAL FRENCH SOAP OPERAS. HELL YEAH.
See you guys soon!