A Leafy Connection

Hi everyone! Hope you are all well. It has been a wonderful day so far. Transplanted this little beauty from a group of wild ferns that were growing outside our house.

Also, clipped pine straw from the yard to make mulch.

Doing things like this really make me feel more connected with Mother Nature. ❤️

The Earth is full of so many bountiful gifts!

Stay motivated and stay blessed! You all are amazing!!

~ Sheila 💋

Suicide Forest

Sounds like such a frightening place doesn’t it? Suicide Forest, full of despair and darkness. It’s located at the northwest base of Mount Fuji in Japan and is also known as Aokigahara. This fourteen square mile forest is so thick with trees and other natural formations that it makes it difficult to hear anything that doesn’t belong there.

If anyone wants to visit the Sea of Trees, be forewarned for it harbors an egregious reputation. It’s reported to have an association with demons and more than fifty suicides took place among the woods in 2010. Sadly, this forest is one of the top three most popular locations worldwide for suicide. Up until around 1988, nearly thirty reported suicides occurred yearly. These lost lives have not gone unnoticed. Because of their tragedies, a warning sign has been erected at the beginning of the trail pleading that anyone contemplating suicide to please consider their loved ones and to contact a suicide prevention hotline.

Why the dark history? It’s believed that an old Japanese custom referred to as ubasute was practiced there until the 1800s and that the victims of this tragic era are to blame for the hauntings. Ubasute refers to an act where an elderly relative would be taken to an isolated location and left there to perish, be it by starvation, exposure to the elements, dehydration, etc….. all for the sake of euthanasia.

A feature film titled, The Forest starring Natalie Dormer and Taylor Kinney was released a few years ago regarding the topic. Here’s the cinematic trailer…

Suicide is nothing to take lightly and should be treated as an extremely serious matter. The following is contact information for suicide prevention.

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline (website)

Phone Number: 1-800-273-TALK (8255)

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Below is a photo of the warning sign pleading that anyone contemplating suicide to please consider their loved ones and to contact a suicide prevention hotline.

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Something to remember…

Blowing out someone else’s candle won’t make yours shine brighter. Remember that.”

There is nothing ever to gain by tearing others down.

Always pay it forward with kindness … Rise above and help others to do the same. Together we can all shine brighter! ❤️

Fear Cemeteries?

Fear cemeteries? Wait, no way… not me!!

Hmmm…. The fascination of cemeteries, graves, headstones, gargoyles…. etc. etc…. To many, they are quite attracted to such places. Why? Well, to me (and yes, I am one of those who find these macabre locations to be rather intriguing.) there’s something serene about the atmosphere. I am at such peace when I am at a cemetery. Which, if one truly thinks about it, should be comforting to know that the dead are “resting in peace”. After all, I am an empath and can feel the deceased’s energy. 😉

Did you know that there is actually a name for this curious allure? It’s referred to as coimetromania. According to an online definition, it’s simply defined as “An abnormal attraction to and desire to visit cemeteries.” There are many, many people with this interest. And I’m sure that with each individual, their reasoning is just as unique as they are……Find out more by reading….. A Grave Attraction

My Very First Paranormal Encounter

I was a small child, just barely school age when I had my first experience with the paranormal. I’ve never spoken publicly about it until now, not even at my public speaking events nor book signings have I ever brought up the incident of which I’m about to tell you. Yes, I’ve openly discussed my encounters with shadow people, being touched by spirits, my ability of being an empath and also my ability of angelic communication, but never openly discussed my first recollection of a paranormal encounter. Why? Because to many people, it may sound a bit macabre and strange.

Like I said earlier, I was a small child when it happened. A little girl all dressed up in Sunday clothes right after church services were over. The day was sunny and warm, and the church members were carrying on lighthearted conversations as they were walking out of the building. As my family conversed, my attention was oddly drawn towards the cemetery for no apparent reason, which was only a few feet away. This church was a small, country one with not a very big congregation at all. So the atmosphere was safe and there was no cause for concern as I walked towards the graves. The ground had been undisturbed for quite sometime, meaning that there had been no recent funerals to speak about. Yet, I was undeniably drawn to a particular grave for which I had no connection with. The deceased wasn’t a family member, nor a friend. In fact, the individual had been dead for many years prior to our joining the church. But as I neared the grave, I began to detect a very faint smell. It was one that I had never experienced before, quite fragrant and soft. The inviting smell drew me even closer to the peaceful plot.

Now keep in mind that no one followed me and that everyone from the church were several feet away, meaning that the scent from their perfume/cologne dissipated as I walked away from them. However, this new scent grew stronger as I approached the grave. It was so beautiful and intriguing that it made me want to investigate its origin. The headstone was void of any floral arrangements that would give plausible cause for the unexplained smell. So, I continued to let my nose lead the way which made me only inches above the ground. At this point, I was literally sniffing the Earth that was immediately below my nose. Only grass separated me from the dirt. Yet, this inconceivable fragrance had become even stronger. In my innocent mind I started seeing brief images of bones, like I was looking down into the grave below. Was I led to this spot by the deceased individual? Perhaps what I was smelling was the beautiful fragrance they wore when they were alive. Maybe the spirit of the deceased noticed my gift and wanted to connect with me.

I wanted so badly to take my little fingers and dig into the dirt so I could find out more, but was abruptly stopped upon my grandmother’s discovery. And ever since then, every time I see bones, I’m quickly reminded of the beautiful fragrance I’ve never experienced again. The incident still remains a mystery to me, a fascination that I will never forget.

Slumbering Terror

The door cracks open, a light shines through.
Boney fingers appear and I don’t know what to do.

I’m frozen still, trembling with fright.
Been stuck in this room for more than a night.

A frail body emerges with a smell that’s grotesque,
Carrying what might be a meal at best.
“Thought you could eat.” Their voice simply implies.
Then they remove the tray’s cover and that’s what makes me cry.

Before me, a vision so vile,
Causing me to taste my own stomach bile.
My urge to erupt becomes quite clear.
“You don’t like what I made for you, my dear?”
The feeble one asks then becomes enraged.
This four wall prison feels like a cage.

“Why are you doing this?” I tearfully implore.
“Because you are my pet.” They reply while walking out the door.
The sound of locks quickly engage,
Reminding me that I am their hostage.

I begin to convulse and scream obscenities I feel,
Trembling so badly that I wake from this wretched ordeal.

It was just a dream, a nightmare, a fright
That kept me from peaceful slumber all through the night.

(Poem by Sheila Renee Parker)

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Heaven Sent

Often tiny little things occur that make us reminisce about days of old. The sound of someone’s laughter, the aroma of a favorite dish or even the discovery of a family heirloom can bring back memories of yesteryear.

Sometimes it makes me wonder if these little happenings are actually the result of messages being sent from the other side. A form of communication from our loved ones who have moved onto the afterlife. The reason why I’m bringing all this up is because a few days ago I found tucked away in my jewelry, a beautiful butterfly necklace that my mother had given me many years ago. A piece that I hadn’t worn for quite a while. I was so excited by its finding that I quickly snapped its photo and sent the photo to my mother. She was happy to know that I still had it because the necklace originally belonged to her for years before she decided to pass it down to me.

My mother reminded me that at the time of purchase, she also bought a similar butterfly necklace for her mother. That’s when I remembered that after my grandmother’s passing, when my mom gave me her necklace, she had also given me my grandmother’s necklace, but where could it have gone to? It had been years since I had seen it. I had no idea until a couple of days passed when I was putting away some laundry. In my drawer sat a small lavender colored box that I hadn’t looked into for a really long time. Then, I got this strong urge to open the box. And guess what I found when I did? The butterfly necklace that my mother had bought my grandmother so many years ago! I was elated, couldn’t believe my eyes! What a discovery because I wasn’t even looking for it. But I couldn’t resist the unexpected urge to look inside the box.

Was it my grandmother’s way of sending a message, a sweet little “hello” perhaps? Who knows….. some people may chalk it up to coincidence, but not me, I don’t believe in coincidence. Life is full of surprises, from the mundane to the miraculous. It all depends on one’s perception on how extraordinary they truly are.

Here is the butterfly necklace that my mother passed down to me.

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And here is the butterfly necklace that my mother bought for my grandmother.

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Paranormal Investigative Equipment: What’s Your Pick?

There are so many different types of equipment that one can use while conducting a paranormal investigation, even supposedly fully equipped ghost hunting kits that claim to have everything one needs. Interesting…. do these kits come with an unlimited supply of batteries? Ghosts are known to drain batteries for the energy. So, if these kits don’t come with batteries, they’re not fully equipped now are they? Just a random thought… 😉

Anywho, the pieces of equipment that an investigator can add to his/her collection can be quite impressive to say the least. The technology and research required to create such devices go way beyond my level of education. Such devices like a full spectrum digital camera that can be used to capture videos and photos. Another one is the Ghost Box Ovilus that “converts environmental readings into real words”. Then, there are Rem Pods that detect energy disturbances and fluctuations. And, there’s even digital thermometers that are created to locate temperature changes. The list goes on and on with the various tools that one can use in hunting the paranormal. Pendulums and divining rods are a couple of other ones as well. The routine and methods used are as unique as the investigator conducting the investigation.

Here is where I want some interaction. From you, the daring individuals who aren’t afraid to go out and search for the unknown. Tell me, share with us all, what’s YOUR favorite piece of equipment to use while investigating the spectral realm? And why?

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The Emergence

Life is full of wondrous possibilities that are waiting for each of us to explore. We are all unique in our own special ways. Regardless of our differences, whether they are spiritual, visual or even political, we are all powerful individuals who deserve the absolute best that life has to offer. The Universe is a magical expansion of one’s desires. Believe in yourself and great things will happen!

Three extraordinary words to live by are “Believe. Achieve. Succeed.” because together they can be used to create the solid foundation of one’s goals. First, we must believe in ourselves in order to know our own self-worth. After we discover that, then we can move on to achieving our life’s dreams. With the right amount of hard work and determination, our goals can and will be reached. Never allow the words “I can’t” be a part of your vocabulary for they show weakness and lack of strength. Choosing positive words in a daily routine will guarantee a positive outcome. When you believe in yourself, you can achieve ultimate greatness and by doing that, you will succeed in discovering your inner most strength to empowerment.

Energy is all around us, good and bad. Stay strong and stand for what you truly believe in. Have faith and know that the power of positive affirmation does exist.

Here’s an idea, how about finally waking up one day to a bright new future. One where happiness and positive energy paves the way. Find the strength deep down inside that empowers each one of us to listen to that inner voice that yearns so badly to be heard. The voice that’s tapped into the Universe, giving everyone that unique connection, nudging us to move forward onto something better, leaving all that is negative behind… strengthening us to rise above all the adversities that try to weigh us down. Why not be that daring Phoenix that rises high above the ashes, soaring into something greater and causing one’s dreams to blossom into a beautiful reality, allowing us to discover the spirit within.

Darkness cannot prevail when light shines!

Stay blessed!

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