“Rockin’ Out at Moss Rock Preserve & More!”

As you all know I am huge into the paranormal! I write about it, research it and have had more experiences than I can keep track of! So, with that being said, it’s extremely important to take a break from it all every once in a while.

This past weekend my family and I ventured out of town to attend my son’s football event in Hoover, Alabama. We’re proud supporters of his team!! “Go Foley Lions!!!” 😀

While we were there, my husband and I took time to do a little exploring at a phenomenal place called Moss Rock Preserve. It’s a preservation location full of trails, boulders and waterfalls. To say this place is breathtaking (to me) is an understatement! We absolutely love nature and to be able to visit Moss Rock Preserve was such a treat! We walked a portion of the trails, climbed some boulders and even squeezed between a couple of them! The weather was beautiful as the sun beamed from high above. And yes, we definitely took photos and some videos that you’ll find at the bottom of this article. You know I couldn’t miss the opportunity to tell you about the fun, I love sharing with you all! 🙂

On our way back home we detoured to Montevallo, Alabama, to pay respects to our fallen soldiers at Alabama National Cemetery. May they always be remembered, respected and loved!

After we left the cemetery, my husband and I discovered an amazing place called The American Village that’s also located in Montevallo, Alabama. Upon entering the historical site, we were both in a state of awe! It was literally as if we were travelling back in time.The replica buildings were just as they were back in the Revolutionary days, and we saw a couple of people dressed in period style clothing! Super cool!! Our cameras were constantly snapping photos as we walked around. There was even an actual wedding being held there, but of course we respectfully kept our distance from the private party.

So, if you guys are ever in Hoover, Alabama, be sure to check out Moss Rock Preserve and then venture a little bit south to Montevallo, Alabama, to visit the National Cemetery and The American Village! You won’t regret it!!!

 

 

 

 

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At Moss Rock Preserve

 

At Moss Rock Preserve

 

At Moss Rock Preserve

 

At Moss Rock Preserve

 

At Moss Rock Preserve

 

At Moss Rock Preserve

 

Squeezing through this itty bitty opening between the boulders at Moss Rock!

 

At our son’s football event in Hoover, Alabama!

 

At Alabama National Cemetery

 

At Alabama National Cemetery

 

At Alabama National Cemetery

 

At Alabama National Cemetery

 

 

At The American Village

 

 

At The American Village

 

 

At The American Village

 

 

Replica of Washington Hall at The American Village.

 

 

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Replica of The Oval Office at The American Village.

 

 

Replica of the President’s desk in The Oval Office at The American Village

 

 

Replica of The Oval Office in the American Village located in Montevallo, Alabama!

 

 

At The American Village

 

 

At The American Village

 

 

At The American Village

 

 

In the replica of Washington Hall at The American Village.

 

 

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A Board Known As The Ouija

The night was calm, dark and still. To this day, I remember it extremely well. However, many a year ago, it was a Saturday, a horror story of bold. Two other girls and I, together we were three, collected around a board known as the Ouija. Slowly, we placed our fingertips upon a small piece of wood called the planchette, dreading impending moments of regret, with fears of memories we wouldn’t forget.

With bated breath we deeply inhaled, then proceeded to ask things in great detail. For with the hereafter we wanted to converse, in a series of questions that were unrehearsed, like “is there anyone here?” and “how did you die?”. Then seconds later we got a reply. As scary as it was we were told “yes”. One simple word that made us become speechless. For we weren’t the ones who had replied, it was quite obvious by the fear in our eyes.

We continued with questions of more and we were answered with terror galore. With whom we had reached from the other side, was trying to come through with nothing to hide. Their answers were clear and their actions then too, for they were knocking over candles in the adjoining room. A room unoccupied with only a dim glow except for the entity’s unwanted show. Their presence was felt with heavy intent and we three girls were starting to resent unleashing this darkness that wasn’t fervent.

We stopped that night all due to fright and quickly put the board away locked up and tight. Our hearts raced without skipping a beat from what we had just witnessed that made the facts concrete. And even though it’s been so many years since that night with the swelling of tears, never again in front of me has there ever been another board known as the Ouija.

 

(A poem by Sheila Renee Parker inspired by one of her actual                                                                         paranormal experiences.)

 

 

 

 

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“Spooky Random Fact: #13”

“Spooky Random Fact: #13”

“Yes”… “No”…. The spirits will tell you so, or do they really even know?

The Spirit Board, more commonly known as the Ouija Board, actually is based from the American 19th century obsession with spiritualism which is the belief that the deceased can communicate with the living and vice versa. On a scary note, many people believe that by using a Ouija Board, one can open doors leading into the gates of Hell, allowing demonic beings into our own world. After people use the board, several report hearing strange noises, seeing dark shadows, witnessing objects move mysteriously without reason and some extreme cases even claim experiencing possession from what they believe they brought through the “portal” or “opening” of the Ouija Board.

It’s not just a game. Once you’ve played with one, your life may never be the same. For you’ve been forewarned, what lies beyond the ghostly door shouldn’t be opened with a Ouija Board.

Read more at Ouija Board ~ a.k.a. Spirit Boards

 

 

 

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“Spooky Random Fact: #10”

“Spooky Random Fact: #10”

“It’s the safest place in the world to be.” So often I hear this when it comes to the reference of cemeteries. Why? People always tell me it’s because the dead are not a part of the living any longer and it’s impossible for them to inflict harm to anyone. Then why is there such terror in the hearts of the individuals who suffer from coimetrophobia?

Coimetrophobia is the fear of cemeteries. Those who live with this phobia say that when they are in or around cemeteries, they experience shortness of breath, bodily shakes and breaking out in a sweat, just to name a few. More severe cases even experience heart palpitations and a sense of temporary paralyzation, preventing the sufferer to move. In fact, some people are so terrified by cemeteries that they avoid them all together!

 

Fascinating stuff, huh?! I know it intrigues me….. 😉

 

Read more at A Grave Fear

 

 

 

 

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The Foreboding Rider

A darkened figure upon a horse
travels headless on a course.
A course set out for a perilous goal
to seek for a dying’s weakened soul.

Its head, it carries under its arm,
void of humanity and all its charm.
On its face, a malicious grin
with beady eyes full of sin
that can see for miles and miles on end.

Its target, it calls their name out loud
even through the thickest crowd.
If it’s not one’s turn to die,
never look this creature in the eye
for with its spiny whip it’s quick to strike,
leaving one with blinded sight.

With flames aglow and footsteps gone,
lies the trail of the Dullahan…..

 

(Poem by Sheila Renee Parker)

 

 

 

 

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Black Eyed Kids: A Dark Deception

Knock, knock on the door.
The BEKs are back for more.

The sun is gone and the moon is high.
With pale skin and darkened eyes
these kids are here to terrorize.

The legend is real and the fact is true
that they only want to bring harm to you.

Their origin’s unclear
and they don’t care.
Their mission is to cause you undeniable fear.

They’ll take you away to a place unknown,
never to return, you’ll forever be gone.
So if you’re ever alone and these dreaded children appear,
deny them an invite to prevent unwanted fright
so that you’ll live to see another night.

And with these final words, may you be protected always with love and light.

(Poem by Sheila Renee Parker)

 

 

 

 

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~ Sheila Renee Parker on Twitter: @sheilarparker.

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“Share Your Ghostly Tale!”

“Share Your Ghostly Tale!”

Got a ghostly tale to tell? Then, share it here for all to read!

There’s a new page I created here on sheilareneeparker.com that has been created solely for you! We want to hear all about your paranormal experiences whether they are good, bad, funny or creepy. Remember, this is an open-minded site, so please feel free and don’t be shy to tell us your tale!

To have your experience published, simply submit it below and I will personally publish it on the new page, “Share Your Ghostly Tale!” ….. and that’s it! Can’t wait to hear about what you’ve encountered!!!

~ Love & Light, Sheila

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(Sheila Renee Parker: Author. Artist. Empath.)