I am taking a much needed day off work today. After another trip to the doctor earlier this week, 3 more needles, a change of meds, and orders to rest, I decided to obey doctor’s orders (finally), after pushing myself at work to get things finished for the end of the first 9 weeks of school. With all of the medical tests, I’ve sort of been feeling like a science experiment lately, and a bit like the Bride of Frankenstein……not that Al is Frankenstein! I just feel like the female version of the experimental monster. With this being October, and today happens to be Friday the 13th, I wondered about the timing of all of these health struggles! I also started thinking about all of the spooky, supernatural things that are so prevalent this time of year.
Some people choose not to celebrate Halloween, and that’s okay. This is America, after all. We are free to do what we want, right? I happen to enjoy Halloween. As a child, I never considered it to be demonic, or filled with anything satanic. My family celebrated it as a time for children to use their imaginations in pretending, playing dress up, and getting candy! I did the same thing for my own children. There have always been the scary movies, which have become more terrifying in recent years, and I haven’t really enjoyed those. I prefer the suspense of Hitchcock over the slasher or demonic movies. But there are also stories of supernatural, which are year round, but more front and center this time of year.
Do you believe in spirits, hauntings, or souls that might be caught in limbo? Some people don’t….a lot of times that is because of religious reasons, but these same people believe in angels, which non-religious people don’t believe in. Others do believe in this type of activity. I believe that sometimes a spirit may linger, especially if there was something unpleasant about their lives or deaths, such as violence or murder. I also believe a loved one may be able to make themselves known to his or her family, in a way to comfort them. If I hadn’t had my own personal experiences with this, I probably wouldn’t believe it either. I have a memory of my grandfather talking to me when I was about 3 years old. For years, I thought it was a memory from when he was alive. After discussing it with my mother, I realized the time line didn’t work out, and it would have had to be after he died, because he died when I was 2 years old……on Friday, October 13th……..fifty years ago today. I wasn’t afraid at all, and I think he was probably just checking on his family, since my mother, aunt, and grandmother were all in the room at the same time of this occurrence, and weren’t acknowledging him in any way. I know I didn’t understand why they weren’t talking to him!
Over the years, I’ve had uncomfortable feelings in places, where I feel like I’m being watched, or that maybe something really bad had happened there. One of these places was at the old fort in the small town where I grew up in Kansas. I had strange feelings there on two separate occasions. One of those times was with my youngest daughter, Grace. She was about 10 at the time. We used to love going to the fort and touring the old buildings. We were alone (so we thought) in one of the buildings, and I noticed that Grace kept looking behind her, and seemed uncomfortable and jumpy. I also felt cold, and uncomfortable. I thought someone was in the room with us. I turned around to see no one, but I still felt the need to leave the building. I asked Grace if she wanted to leave, and she responded with an enthusiastic, “YES!” We both felt it. We haven’t been back in that building!
I have watched the Travel Channel’s, “Most Terrifying Places in America,” many times. One of the places they have talked about is the Whaley House in San Diego. I made a point to tour it (by myself) a few years ago. Other than it being cold and a little creepy, I didn’t see anything, or really feel anything unusual or uncomfortable. Maybe I would feel differently if I worked there, or spent more time there. I also stayed at the Hotel del Coronado in San Diego, which is supposedly haunted by a young woman named Kate Morgan who died there in 1892. While I didn’t get a bad feeling about her, I did feel uncomfortable one night, like someone was playing with my feet while I tried to sleep. I asked my ex-husband, and he swore it wasn’t him. It didn’t really scare me, but it was annoying. For some reason, I didn’t feel like it was her though, but maybe some other type of mischievous spirit.
While in New Orleans, I got a few funny feelings at places in the French Quarter. Nothing terrifying…….but uncomfortable, and like maybe I wasn’t alone. The Lighthouse Museum in Pensacola really gave me the creeps. Sometimes I can’t really put my finger on it, but it’s just a weird feeling. I’ve had odd feelings in a lot of places….even in one particular building in Stockholm last summer.
I think some people are more in tune to some of these things, whether they want to be or not. Sometimes you hear of people who don’t believe in the supernatural, but yet, they may encounter someone who isn’t really there, and are then confused by the encounter. I do think some people see what they want to see, and get a little carried away with the whole phenomenon, either for attention, or for monetary gain.
One thing is for sure…..there are a LOT of stories out there of similar experiences in places all over the world. I don’t believe that millions of people just have over active imaginations. Not everyone has to believe, but sometimes there just aren’t logical, scientific explanations for everything. So, on this Friday the 13th, during this spooky/fun month of October, watch out for the ghosts and goblins!