February 19, 2017

What IS that Creepy Feeling?! - First Encounter With a Ghost

I have had many 'unexplainable' things have happened to me in my life and from those events it seem to be that I have an odd connection with death and the dead.  I will not go as far as to say that I am a medium, not even close.  Not sure I would want that responsibility.

While not my first 'bump' into the dead, my first (known or remembered) meeting a ghost happened when I was in high school.  My parents bought the house and it was in the first week of being there that IT happened.  I was in my room, was not all that late and I was not home alone but I suddenly got this really creepy feeling.  The overall feeling is a bit difficult to explain.  Most of us are probably familiar with the feeling that someone is watching you, and you find that someone actually is.  And then there is that feeling when someone is standing next you, sneaking up on you, and you feel it even when you don't see them.  It is a mix of that and more.

It freaked me out a bit, not scary, more uneasy as it was just new to me.
My first thought was, "It's a Ghost", and I was not really afraid.
I have an innate fascination with spirits and knowing there is more to this world than what we can see and touch, so I was already open to these sorts of things.  But, Boy did it catch me off-guard!

I could feel this energy hovering over me as I was in bed.  I thought about, 'oh it's your imagination; remember scaring yourself with imagining the two creepy guys living under the bed when you where little?  Regardless of the cause for the feeling, I had to do something.  Assuming it was a ghost, or assuming it was my imagination, I proceeded to tell 'the ghost' that it was making me uneasy and I was not here to push him out.  I told him that I respected his 'space' and asked him to respect mine.  The feeling stayed there for a little while longer and then 'exited' by way of the closet. I say 'he' because I did get the feeling that it was a man.

Again, one could say it was imagination, or whatever, and that I talked myself out of it.  And I would go with that theory all the way... BUT.... as time would have it, the ghost made his presence known to others in the house.  My mom had her experiences and I had mine.  My step dad he was skeptical.

Both my mother and I would see him sitting on the couch looking out the big windows of the front room.  It was a beautiful view, who wouldn't?.  I would see him there often.  At first I thought it was 'eye trickery'.
My real dad was a scientist and taught me to first seek a rational and logical explanation.  Just like my bedroom experience, and just like my step-dad, I was skeptical but more of a believer.  Too much was adding up that could not be explained any other way.  So at first, I had two thoughts, ghost or eye trickery until one morning when I was having breakfast at the 'bar' and saw my mom do the exact same thing that I had done the first time I saw him sitting on the couch...  go back and forth, look, don't look... as you could only see him out of the corner of your eye.  She paced back and forth and kept turning her head.
She did not know I was there until I giggled.  I startled her and when she looked at me I said, "You see him don't you", more as a statement than a question.  She replied "YES!" That's when both mom and I knew each other really knew. Mom had talked about 'weird' stuff happening in the house, but never anything that specifically pointed the "it was a ghost" finger.

What sealed the deal in the ghost hypothesis came from the experience from the #1 skeptic in the house, my step-dad.

In the garage there was several doors that would lead to different places and things.  One of those doors went into a little room about the size of a small walk-in closet. Now, this door had no door knob.  The only way the door would stay closed is by turning the key in the deadbolt.
Let me repeat that (and provide a visual) because this is important.
From the picture you can see this would not be able to just 'pop' open. 

And then there was another door!
In that room was a door that was a submarine-bank vault-like thing. Spinning wheel to turn all the hooks around the door, a round thick glass window. Beyond that door was another 'room' about half the size of the previous one. This is where the previous house owner kept his gun and sword collection.

All the time, again, all the time, this first door with the deadbolt lock would be open.  Because both my mom and I stored stuff in those rooms, we would get 'scolded' by my step-dad about leaving the door open.  Now mom and I can both be a bit spacey at times and it would be something that we would do.  Go down and get something and then forget to close the door.  We teasingly even blamed it on the ghost.  We accepted the reminding of our forgetful ways and would try and not forget to shut the door when we went down there.
But then it got to be too much, and at times when we had not gone into the room.  Now we were getting a little irritated with the blaming and that's were we, my mother and I really started to point the finger at the ghost.  Getting my step-dad to believe that, not happening.... until one day... well, more like a week.

My mom was gone for almost two weeks and I was gone for a week.  My step dad would go to work and come home. He parked on the side of the garage that had this door.  The garage itself had doors that opened with the remote.  So there was no way anyone could get into the garage. There are no handles on the doors and no other entry doors.  On the day we left, he had to close that door. Of course thinking one of us left it open.  A couple days later when he returned home, the door was open.  Now he knew we could not have done that. There was no other explanation for that door to be open.  We had no cleaning service, we had no yard or garden service.  And as mentioned earlier, no way to get into the garage without the 'clicker'.

You could say thieves, but that house was broken into twice and neither time did they go into the garage. Now before you think OMG, what sort of hell did you live in that your house was broken into twice. It was on the edge of a super rich neighborhood and both areas got cased by thieves A LOT, so it is not like we were in the crappy part of town, quite the opposite.

So once my mom and I were both back from our trips. We got told the story about the door and we got an apology as well. At this point, we all agreed, hands down, there IS a ghost in this house. My step-dad then went on to learn more about the previous owner.

It turned out that the owner was the only owner of the house and he was the one that designed the house and had it built. It was his dream house. So it stands to reason that the guy really did not want to leave his home. I can't say that I blame him. This was one of my favorite houses that I have lived in.

November 9, 2015

Red and Green Cup Craziness

I just could not help myself with this one. 
Disclaimer: I am not attacking any religion, it's body of followers, or corporations. 
Warning: I am pointing out utter ignorance and insanity.
Home from work and not feeling well, I see on the news about some pastor being offended by the colors of a Starbucks cup.....in my head is a big WHHAAAT???
What is this madness? You can't be serious!?
I go online to check my email and of course the infamous social network feed, and I am bombarded with this cup color crisis.
Anti-Christian the pastor states. Says that Starbucks has made an anti-Christian statement with their choice of the seasons design, or as some are saying specifically, 'lacking Christmas iconography'. 
This is where I start to laugh. Apparently this guy (and others) really failed at thinking things through before they cried 'war'.....not one bit of thought what so ever....(giggle)
I also came across support of this opinion coming from GQ....really?....or was that just a joke, I'm so confused!....I just don't know; it's so hard to tell these days any more. Some things are such a waste of energy and completely stupid that I have a hard time believing that someone is actually being serious about it.

So let's take a look at this cup controversy and the cry that it is an offensive anti-Christian statement.
What is there in all this madness that supports this guys outcry.

Item #1 - Cup is red and green (and white). These colors have been associated with the holiday Christmas for generations. It is so embedded in our culture that these two colors dominate the decorations, wrapping paper, and other holiday gear. No one has ever made a stink about these two colors being anti-anything before. 
Verdict- Does not support
Item #2 - Cup is void of any and all common holiday symbols. The only symbol is the company logo. In years past there have been snowflakes, reindeer, ornaments on tree branches, people and pets sledding, snowmen and carolers. I don't associate any of those with the birth of Christ. Yet they are well known and apparently acceptable iconography for the holiday. If the lacking of these symbols are anti-Christian, what is a snowman? Why wasn't Starbucks called out when reindeer adornd the cups, or a tree with ornaments. Those are associated with the pre-Christian festivities and traditions of Winter. To be more specific, they are historically pagan. 
Verdict- Does not support
Item # 3 - Some 'Christians' are manipulating the employees of Starbucks, in protest, to write 'Merry Christmas' on the cups by using that as their name. I found a timeline of past cups, none had any sort of holiday phrasing. At most, ornaments had single words such as, hope, joy, peace. Those words are fitting on any given day. So to my knowledge, Starbucks has never 'catered' to any one religion with their cup designs. Now correct me if I am wrong, protests are supposed to hurt the intended target. How is boosting the profits of a corporation (buying a drink just so 'Merry Christmas' will be written on the cup) supposed to hurt?
Verdict- Does not support

As is said, any publicity, bad or good is still publicity. Starbucks is getting a fine kickback from this protest.

December 1, 2013

A Tarot Bag ~ Made to Fit ~ In more ways than one!

Decks in their bags from L to R:  
       Waking the Wild Spirit, Infinite, New Vision, Spirit of Flowers, Cat People, Pagan Cats, Hidden Folk, Fantastical, Fey

Custom Made Tarot Bags ~ Because Your Tarot Deck Deserves It!

        I came up with the pattern for these bags out of a need. I was not happy with the majority of bags that I found that were deck sized. All these bags were flat and either too long, too wide, or both. The cards would slide around in the bag. I did not like this rubbing of my cards. They get a lot of handling and rubbing against each other during the shuffling and reading process. I have decks that are many years old that I bought new and they have 'dull' spots on them form use. I did not want my decks in times of non-use to be subject to wear and tear. 

Here is an example of these 'flat' types of bags. This is not a bag I bought for my deck. Some publishers throw in one of these mass produced organza  bags. Which is a nice thought, but they really do not do anything to protect the deck. Plus, these bags really do not hold up for very long. This one is already starting to tear out at the seem on the right side. and this is one of the newer decks. It is need of a real home, and a real home I shall give it. I kind of like the fabric I happened to pick up at random to take this picture. 

Perhaps I will use it for the deck. Oh, picking the fabric. What a fun part of the experience! Which we will see more of later on.

        I also encountered another fault of the flat, unfitted bags; bent and wrinkled cards. Because the cards have room to move around, they do not stay together in pack form. Those cards that stray off to the sides are subjected to accidental bending. Now I take very good care of my cards, but there are times in transport or other events that a deck gets put into a bad situation and can be damaged. On two occasions a couple cards in the deck got bent while being stored in one of these kinds of bags. While I did find one bag were the deck fit near perfectly, I did not like the corners at the bottom of the bag that stuck out. I wanted to cut them off!       

It was at that moment that the mission began to design a tarot bag that fit any deck in every imaginable way.

The bag pattern I ended up designing I am sure is nothing new to the world of sewing, it is really pretty basic. But regardless of that fact, these bags are still truly unique and one of a kind.

No two bags are ever the same and they totally fit the size of the deck it is made for. As well as the fabrics used fit the personality of the deck and deck owner.

The bag is like having two bags in one! This means that when the bag is turned inside out it becomes a whole different bag. 

Bags can be made in all kinds of ways with one to four different types of fabric. They can have a layer of padding as well.  All kinds of embellishments can be added to the bag such as beads, bells, charms, and anything else that you may think of.



     *also good for runes, crystals, dice, cellphones, etc.

        The majority of fabric that I have in stock are natural fibers such as cotton, rayon and silk. But I do have some synthetics and blends because the fabric is just too wonderful to pass on just because it is not 100% natural. And really, when one thinks about it, polyester and nylon is still 'natural' coming from oil, it is just highly processed. But, I know what it feels like to wear cotton or rayon and then wear polyester. I am not fully comfortable in synthetics, I need a natural layer between me and the polyester. I certainly want the same for my decks. And it is with the fabric that this process of creating a personalized one of a kind tarot bag begins.

Once I know the deck I am making a bag for and I have the measurements, I gather up the fabrics that I have that I think would go well with the deck and have you look at images of the fabric. I already have a bunch of fabric images posted for just this purpose. 
You can view some of my fabrics in my Photo Gallery - Tarot Textiles
Once it is determined the fabric to be used I start with the cut and sew part of the process. Once sewn, the bag gets it's drawstrings and any requested embellishments. I then smudge the bag, inside and out, with a special incense & herb blend.

You can request your custom bag at Owl Ka Myst Tarot 

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