The Orange Orb: Brazen Hussies Invade Earth! Serious UFO Research Attacked!

Ms. Deirdre O'Lavery (Interstellar Housewife, JAR, WOE contributor, ) is UFO Magazine's newest columnist. One person at UFO Digest (which I occasionally write for; this is nothing to do with UFO Digest, simply a response to one article over there) has taken great offense at Deirdre's first column. One, single, first time introductory column has caused David P. Kuhlman immense distress, so much so he has written he will no longer read the magazine. And yet, he insists he's a serious UFO researcher, even while rejecting an entire publication because of one column.

Read more at The Orange Orb:

The Orange Orb: Brazen Hussies Invade Earth! Serious UFO Research Attacked!

And be sure to read the comments left by readers, including one from Emma Woods, who attempted to leave her comment at UFO Digest but was rejected.

Half Cat Mutilations a Continued Horror

Since I wrote my last article concerning the horrible on going half cat mutilations that have been happening across North America I have received weekly mail from readers who have had this disturbing ordeal happen to their pets or in their neighborhoods.

It seems that many people are finding their beloved pets dead with only one half left for them to find. In all case only half of the cat is found cut cleanly from the other half. No mess or blood are found with the half left. In most cases the part or half of the cat left to be found is left in an area close to or easily found by the owners or people to find. The remains seem to be clearly left to be discovered.


This adds to the horror of this awful killing of animals for reasons only known to those killing them. If it were a natural predator the remains would be messy and scattered. They certainly would not be neatly placed for them to be found.  It seems that those murdering the poor cats go out of their way to leave the remains of their deadly deed for the owners to find.

This disturbing fact added to the strange actions taken of neatly slicing the cats in half makes this an odd dark mystery.

I felt compelled to write another warning to all who may read my articles concerning this on going horror after receiving this email from a reader this morning.

 "  Dear Chris-   I found your article online and found it extremely interesting as I thought it was only my cat that this had happened to.

Scruffy was an indoor cat that accidentally got out  one day when our door blew open.  We did all the usual lost kitty things including trapping and posters.  It  took almost a week to find his remains

A neighbor called and said she saw cat remains just off the road behind a big tree stump.   When we found him there.  Actually we found just his rear half behind the tree stump.

  It was hard to identify him.  He was an orange short hair with just a little white on his chest and de-clawed.  I had no front half to check and all orange tabby's look the same from the middle back.  But in my heart I knew it was him. 

 Anyway he was as you said evenly divided in half and I didn't realize until I read your article that there was no blood around and no mess either....just a clean cut half cat.

We thought it was a coyote although they are rare in my part of Pennsylvania.   My husband said he heard a horrible animal noise  overnight when Scruffy disappeared.

  The thought of cult mutilations did cross my mind but it's something you don't want to think about.   I looked all around for Scruffy's front half but found no sign of it.  I wondered why would an animal take the head part when the better eating  I'm sure would be the back half of any animal.  I know that sounds gruesome...but your mind gets more clinical when the shock of finding your much loved cat wears off.  

 Thank you for your article.  I have four  inside cats that I know watch like a mother hen.

 It was good in a strange way to know that what happened to us was not a lone event.
 We are sad however to learn others have experienced the same thing with their pets.

 It's a horrible sad thing to happen to a pet owner and something that stays with you. "


I think the above first hand experience sent to me by a pet owner gives us a clear understanding that this half cat mutilation is a malicious  on going problem we all need to be aware of. It seems obvious the cats are captured and taken to a location where they are slaughtered. After this hideous deed is done the monsters doing this make sure they return the half cat corpse close to where they took the cat in order for the remains to be found by the cat owners or people in the neighborhood who knew the cat. It is a cruel and ugly thing to do.

I do not know if this is a widely practiced sick ritual of a strange cult or something more alien . I do know it is on going and needs to be addressed and stopped.

I was asked recently if this event was strictly being done to cats. I can only answer that by what people are reporting to me. In my findings all but one half animals found were cats. One small dog however was reported found in the same condition.

Watch your animals and be aware that strange things are going on out there to our beloved pets.


I am far more careful now with my own pets and understand I need to be aware of this new strange half cat killing.

 Be careful out there and keep an extra eye open for your little pets.

♥ Copyright © 2010 Chris Holly all Rights Reserved
Chris Holly’s Paranormal World- http://endlessjrny.blogspot.com/
Email chrishollyufo@yahoo.commemens 

The Old Scrapbook: Dreams

I loved this page, not only for the "Dream book" graphics, but also the pages of vintage dream interpretations beneath that.

Gary Haden: The Hyperbolic Chamger: Bozotopia, Or Don't Blame the Clowns for What the Circus Did to Them

Another stunningly excellent article by Gary Haden on David Jacobs academic UFO research meltdown, and Emma Woods: The Hyperbolic Chamber: Bozotopia, Or Don't Blame the Clowns for What the Circus Did to Them. The comments, many from Emma Woods, and others mentioned in Gary's post, are as much a part of the article as Haden's content, so be sure to read those as well.

I left a comment over there, remarking that I still find it astounding that so few in UFO Land are actively discussing this, and, worse, among those that are, many are defending Jacobs, seeing him as victim, misunderstood, a person stalked by an obsessive, mentally unbalanced female. It is simply unbelievable.

Aside from Gary Haden, UFO Magazine, in its current issue, has addressed this, with, among others, an excellent article by Jeremy Vaeni. Vaeni and Jeff Ritzmann have been discussing this since the beginning, and, given a place for Emma Woods to speak. (See the Paratopia list feed for episodes.) Researcher Raymond Fowler has left a few encouraging post at UFO Magazine's blog.

But overall, the majority of voices out there remain silent, or give the aura of boredom surrounding this.

Women of the Golden Dawn (from Strange Attractor)

From the Strange Attractor blog: Women of the Golden Dawn: SA Salon, 18 November

Although primarily a quasi-Freemasonic mystical organisation, the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn was also a hub for progressive, creative, free-thinking and free-living individuals sensing the first signs of social, cultural and political change at the end of the 19th century.
Indicative of its forward-looking outlook, the Golden Dawn encouraged women to play a central role in its organisation, something that was still unusual in Victorian society – the women’s movement was still in its radical infancy –  let alone Masonic orders, which prohibited women members entirely.

More on Strange Attractor. Neat post!

Kirlian Photography

Native American Symbols

The Astrology Page

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UFO-Mary: The Vatican and Opus Sanctorum Angelorum

UFO-Mary: The Vatican and Opus Sanctorum Angelorum

Book of Mystery

Several years ago, we happened to be at a local thrift shop.  Well, not your regular sort of thrift shop, but I wouldn't really call it a antiques shop either -- somewhere between those two.  They sell a lot of vintage collectable stuff, but most of it not in the best shape.  Not really what true collectors would want.

Anyhow, I had walked all around the shop and not found anything and just as I was about to leave I spied this book in a case.  I was attracted to it because of the beautiful leather cover and had someone get it out of the case for me.  Although, a glanced through it a bit I really bought it for the cover and because it was only $25.  Really in my quick glance through it didn't seem very interesting.  I remember looking through it when I got home and thinking there were a few interesting things in it, but then it got put in a book case with my photos and scrapbooks and I hadn't looked at it since.

Yesterday, after receiving some cool vintage trading cards from a friend of mine I decided to look through it again and see if there was anything similar.  Wow!  I don't know what I was thinking the first time I looked through it, but it is full of all kinds of interesting stuff.  Something I hadn't realized is that each page is built up in layers, so what is on top is only part of what is there.  I still think I have only scratched the surface of what is in there, but there are lots of esoteric related things.  The earliest item I have found is from 1909 and latest from 1977.  However, much of the news clippings and other items seem to be from the 1930s and 40s.  You would think there would be a lot of war related stuff, but I didn't find any.  Nowhere that I could find was the name of the person (or maybe persons, I had a thought that it might have been passed on through generations and different women added to it) who created the scrapbook.  Whoever she was that did the bulk of work on it seems to have grown up around Chicago and later, probably about 1940, moved to NM.  I say she because mostly women do scrapbooking, but also there are fashion related items and lots of cute animal items.

I thought it would be fun over the upcoming days to post some photos of the esoteric related items here.  So if you are interested keep checking back. :-)

The 'C' Influence: SP:11 1897 Airships, and the Little Fellow in the ...

Over at the C Influence blog, I have a response to Erich Kuersten's article about UFO research, the Aurora, Texas UFO/airship mystery, and more:

The 'C' Influence: SP:11 1897 Airships, and the Little Fellow in the ...

I mention Linda Moulton Howe within the post:

As a side note and a bit off topic, look at the criticisms of researchers like Linda Moulton Howe. Howe, who has done significant work in the field of UFO and related research, like cattle mutilations, has been heavily trounced by others for her gullibility in some cases. Agreed, to a point, but so what? Do moments of hope, even gullibility in some cases, wipe out previous work, the data revealed? We’re human, regardless of philosophical stance on research, and when it comes to the soup that is Fortean-Esoteric-Paranormal-UFO stuff, we can’t afford to continue pretending things are so neat and tidy, clear and obvious. We are not objective beings, and we are often being played by forces we are barely aware of, and certainly don’t understand.

The 'C' Influence: SP:11 1897 Airships, and the Little Fellow in the ...

The 'C' Influence: SP:11 1897 Airships, and the Little Fellow in the ...: "Erich Kuersten made many absolutely right on points about UFO research. He asks, using the Aurora, Texas case as his example, why residents..."residents of that town, science, etc. stonewall UFO researchers at a given point:

What is the reason for all the refusal to let science and ufology blunder in to try and prove the truth of the legend? Where does disrespect end and legit quest for understanding begin?

Of course we can broaden Erich’s question to all other UFO cases where this occurs, as well as paranormal and Fortean events like Bigfoot and other cryptid encounters, hauntings, etc. I think one reason this resistance to researchers “blundering in” is due to a fear of looking ridiculous. This fear runs so deep, it becomes far more important than answers or clues to Really Big Questions, like the nature of UFOs and the existence of aliens, or, Bigfoot, and so on. Fear of looking silly, gullible, or naive, of being hoaxed, or somehow taken in. Those fears loom over any truths that may be discovered.

Read Erich's OP and my response, as well as lots of other fresh esoteric renderings, at The C Influence!

I will be a guest on the radio show Dawn of Shades on Tuesday, Nov. 9th from 7-9pm CT

I will be discussing all the ins and outs of being a practicing psychic who is also a UFO/ET contactee/experiencer and more. Should be a fun and interesting show. Gia Scott hosts.

LAST DAY OF THE TOUR

Not too late to visit all the blogs on the Simply Wicked Tour. Thanks to Amy Williamson for such a fun idea! Here's one more blog to visit:

Day 13     Oct. 31             

Ben Hopkin  

*Featured Actor, Acting Coach Helping Other Actors Create Magic in Their Performances*

http://actingwithoutthedrama.blogspot.com

Give-away: YES

A Halloween Horror

I am going to tell you a story that I have been told is true. Since I did not experience it firsthand I am only able to repeat to you what was told to me.

This event took place in the mid 60's in a small town along the Long Island coast. This little town is built along the coast of a River . The town looks like many small New England towns

you may find along the Coast of the Eastern seaboard  of the United States.

Many of the houses and buildings in this little town were build  long ago when the areas were first established. Some are dated as far back as the 1600's. It is a old area full of  lots of history.

One of the houses found in this town dates back at least to the 1750's. It is a  old mansion that stands large and tall a few hundred yards behind a little church that was built in front of it about a hundred years later. The church now also very old is attached to a old graveyard filled with broken headstones and fallen grave markers. The church , graveyard and old house have stood together in this old town for as long as anyone can remember.

Everyone who lives in this little town knows the house to be haunted and the graveyard is known to have a ghost or two wandering its grounds supposedly seen by many in town.

The little church is still used .In fact it has been the Sunday place of worship for most who live here and has been also as far back as anyone can remember.

The church was renovated  in the mid 60s. That was the time the new young pastor took over the congregation. He was determined to build the church back to being strong and beautiful.  I must admit he did a great job as the church is one of the towns more beautiful buildings. They also built a lovely new little cottage on the grounds for the new pastor to live in.

The old house behind the church has a reputation going back hundreds of years as being a haunted dangerous place. Everyone  in town knew from the time they were small children to stay far away from that house . No one ever went near it other than the people hired to be the caretakers of the property. The caretakers spent very little time there. They would do their work quickly always  leaving  before dark with the place locked tight and alone as -it has been for centuries.

Now and then you would hear a story floating around town that someone in town heard screams or saw strange people looking out of the windows of the old mansion. There were stories that once a very crazy doctor and his witch like wife lived there . Town legend claims the couple practiced monstrous  experiments on both animals and humans killing and burying the dead on the mansions property. Claims of seeing both ghostly figures of people and animals wandering the place have been passed down the towns people for as long as any of us can recall.

I never thought much of the old house . I stayed away from it as it had a dark bleak appearance that really did not entice  you to want to go near it. My interest in this old mansion and the church nearby came by way of my cousin who also lived in town. 

My cousin was a few years older than I was . She was in her late teens at the time of the incident. It was October about a week before Halloween when the event happened.

My cousin and her boyfriend were driving around town with a few other friends when one of them brought up the old mansions and all the ghostly tales that were told about it.   They decided it would be fun to take a closer look at the old house and the graveyard on a little ghost hunt of their own. 

Being young and foolish it never occurred to them that this may be a very dangerous even deadly thing to do without the experience or protection needed during this kind of experience. They soon found out that fun was far from what they would encounter on this cool October night.

My cousin her boyfriend and two other girls and one other boy all were packed into the ford mustang that belonged to my cousins boyfriend.  Slowly and silently they entered the dirt drive way of the old mansion that drove along the side of the old graveyard. They parked the car at the corner of the graveyard so they were  in between the house and the graveyard. 

The group got out of the car and made their way in to the graveyard first to see if they could find a ghost and have a giggle. The five teens walked along under the moonlight reading the old grave markers while the wind blew the fall leaves about their feet.

It was a typical fall night in the northeast and perfect for hunting ghosts.  As they walked along the rows of old gravestones the five teens began to feel uncomfortable and a bit frightened.  The two girls in the group started to hear noises behind the group as they walked along. The one girl insisted she could hear someone or something following them. 

The group started to become uncomfortable walking among the dead and decided it may be more fun to venture on to the Mansion to have a look around. 

The five teens  had no idea what a dangerous decision this would prove to be.   

They walked towards the old mansion as they jumped from behind bushes and pushed and shoved each other in order to frighten each other . They were giggling and acting as kids their age do when together. Only one of the girls noticed something in the window of the second floor window in the front of the house.

She stopped dead in her tracks hushing the others to look at the window.

The five kids stood there watching the dark house when my cousins boyfriend whispered "Did you all just see that?" 

He too saw something or someone standing at a window on the second floor. The group stood there watching.

The other boy with them suddenly yelled out   "BOO" which sent the other four kids jumping clear off the ground. The group laughed and continued walking around to look at the side and back of the strange old house. 

As they made their way to the back side of the mansion they noticed a broken down shed in the back corner of the yard of the house. The group of five walked towards it to see what the little building was used for. The shed was a small duplicate of the large main house. The teens thought it may be a elaborate playhouse and wanted to take a closer look.

The small building was about the size of a old fashion double garage. Bigger than a single garage of today but not as big as a modern double garage. The little house was exactly like the big one including a open front porch . The teenagers wandered onto the porch and tried to look in the windows. The windows were so dirty and the night dark making it impossible to see inside.

One of them twisted the front doorknob and to the shock of all the door flew open as if someone pulled it from the other side. 

The teens stood there looking at each other. They decided to just take a peek in to see what was inside. The five of them walked in to find a large open room filled with walls lined with shelves . In the middle of the rooms was a large table . 

The place was filled with cob webs and dirt. The group walked around looking at the shelves which were lined with bottles of different sizes.

The group was silent as they carefully looked around. Finally one of the girls picked up a bottle and held it to the moon light coming through the dirty window. She yelped in disgust and tossed the bottle back on to the shelf. 

The bottle had what appeared to be a dead animal floating in it.  The group of teens began to look more carefully at the bottles lining the shelves. To their revulsion they all had what looked to be some type of fetus or partial piece of some kind of living creature. The group was stunned and quickly became frightened .

They decided it was time to leave and quickly ran back out into the yard to make their way  back to the car.  The five teens could not contain their fear and started to run towards the front of the old house towards the waiting Mustang. 

That is when it happened. 

The two girls and other boy were ahead of my cousin and her boyfriend. They were running full speed towards the car. 

As the group ran across the yard my cousin slipped on the fallen leaves and fell hard to the ground.  Her boyfriend stopped running to help pull her to her feet however the other teens kept  running full speed towards  the car. 

Quickly my cousin and her boyfriend were alone on the side of the dark old house. My cousins ankle was badly sprained and she could not walk much less run. Her boyfriend lifted her to her feet and half carried half dragged her along towards the front of the house to make way to the car.

Their friends were long gone and they were alone. Without warning , without any sense it was coming my cousin and her boyfriend were hit by a force that sent them both flying in to the air.

The two were flown in the air landing about ten feet apart on their backs on the dark side yard of the house . 

Before either could react to what had just struck them my cousin started to scream as she fought with the night and her invisible attacker. Her boyfriend   watched in horror as my cousin tried to fight off something that he could not see.

He ran to her side as she punched and fought with the air. He could not believe his eyes. He tried to pull her up from the ground . Each time he would reach down to pull her up he would be shoved back to the ground  a few feet away from her. He could see her face was bleeding as she continued to scream and fight. 

The boyfriend made a few more attempts to help her to only be thrown in the air away from her. My cousins face was covered with blood as were her arms. He knew he needed help and started to run and scream for the others to help him.

The teens ahead heard the struggle and started back towards them when they saw my cousins boyfriend being thrown through the air like a rag doll. Thank fully one of the girls knew immediately that they needed help and took off at a full run for the pastors cottage to get help and a phone.  

The girl made it to the pastors cottage in seconds . She pounded on his door half yelling half crying for help. 

The young pastor was home and quickly opened the door stunned to find the hysterical girl at his door. She was able to tell him her friends were being attacked by something invisible at the old mansion and needed help. The young pastor did not blink or think twice. He grabbed three things,  A bat, a large wooden cross and a bible. 

The girl and the pastor ran quickly back towards the old house. The scene before them was terrifying . My cousin lay on the ground covered in blood still fighting against her attacker. The other three teens  were trying to stop the attack to only be thrown all over the yard. 

The pastor began to yell as he prayed as he ran to the group of teens fighting this evil invisible thing attacking them. The young pastor ran to the side of my cousin and placed the cross on her chest. It was thrown immediately into the air. The pastor yelled for the others to get it. He placed it back on her body holding it firmly in place with all his strength . He told the boys to help him and they all pressed the cross to her body. The pastor started to pray holding his bible to his heart.  The beating stopped . The pastor was cautious as he pulled my cousin to her feet.

For a few seconds it seemed as it was over.  The young pastor instructed the group to run towards the church . The pastor and boyfriend were dragging my cousin now badly beaten .

The group were nearly to the church yard edge when they all heard and felt it coming. 

Behind them they could feel the ground shake as thunderous pounding footsteps  charged from behind towards them.  The pastor screamed for the group to continue running towards the church.

The corner of the old graveyard  that belonged to the little church was only a few yards ahead of them when the pounding earth coming at them stopped. The three teens entered the church owned land first and kept running towards the church at the commands of the young pastor.

The pastor , my cousin and her boyfriend were right behind them. As they  all passed the line on to the church property they  no longer felt their attacker behind them.  As the pastor and the boyfriend dragged my cousin towards the church they heard it.  From the yard of the old house came a howl of rage so horrifying all five teens broke in to tears.

The group made it to the church. The pastor brought all five teens in side of the little church and prayed over them before doing anything else. He then took them in to his little cottage where he called the police . My cousin was taken by ambulance to the local hospital where she was treated for her cuts and bruises and released. 

The police wrote this incident up as teenagers assaulting each other . The hospital listed it as my cousin being in a fist fight. The young pastor was laughed at and ridiculed for playing in to the fantasies of the teens who let a haunted house trek get out of hand.Oddly the authorities all ignored the reports from the teens concerning what they found in the old shed behind the old mansion.

My cousin , her boy friend and the other three teens along with the young pastor all tell a different story. They tell of the night they came face to face with evil , fought it and won.

I believe my cousin of course . I know her to be a logical well balanced adult who has lived a productive good life. I will tell you she stayed in contact with that pastor her entire life.

That haunted house was fenced off at the pastors insistence shortly after this incident. The old house was finally taken down about  20 years ago. It did continue up until that time being known as the haunted house behind the church. 

Who knows what evil  lurks in dark places ? According to my cousin she can only assure you 

  that it does exist.

Happy Halloween 

♥ Copyright © -2010

Chris Holly's Paranormal World

http://endlessjrny.blogspot.com/

email chrishollyufo@yahoo.com

A Haunting Experience

Amy Williamson, A Haunting Experience. Spooky groovy!

Spooky Blog Tour!

I apologize for slacking the past day or two on the tour; illness and work kept me from staying on top of things. But it's not too late to visit these blogs, or, to enter the drawings! Including Women Of Esoterica's drawing! Just send an email to rlee@orangeorb.net with "ENTER" in subject line.

Okay, on with the tour! These are all unique and great blogs, please do visit and leave comments!

Beginning with:

In case you missed these, :(

Day 8     Oct. 26             

Kayleigh Jamison  *Published Author, Spiritual Woman, Bookish Diva*

www.kayleighjamison.com

Give-away: YES

Day 9     Oct. 27             

Intense Whisper  *Featured Blogger*

http://intensewhisper.blogspot.com

Give-away: YES

Day 10     Oct. 28             

Donna Carrick  *Published Author of Fiction, Active Participant of #WriteChat on Twitter, Huge Hearted Gal*

http://donnacarrick.blogspot.com

Give-away: YES

And continuing with:

Day 11     Oct. 29             

Dyan Garris  *Featured Blogger Visionary Mystic & Author of the Award Winning Finalist Money and Manifesting *

http://www.voiceoftheangels.com/deardyan

Nightmara ~ Excerpt

Prologue

Darkness had descended on the city hours ago, leaving only the streetlights to illuminate the black fabric of universe that hung overhead. An occasional honk or barking dog can be heard, but otherwise, a hush of eerie silence drifts over the community like a thick fog.

Moving through the lonely streets of Calgary, left abandoned by the endless activities of the day, an impromptu ghost town is born by the setting of the sun.

While most of the population had closed their eyes and succumbed to the call of slumber hours before, one particular bedroom window remains brightly lit.

Entering the tiny apartment, it’s reminiscent of any other messy bachelor pad. A second-hand couch stares blankly across the living room at an extra large television while a mystery plant dies of dehydration in the corner. Tonight’s dirty supper dishes, along with yesterday’s, lay abandoned on a rectangular coffee table. Stacks of unopened mail are left strewn about the matted beige carpet which is in desperate need of vacuuming.

The bathroom is littered with the remnants of the week’s laundry and the hallway is devoid of any pictures except for one that clings precariously to the corner of a tilted frame.

From the outside, it was a home like any other…except for the bedroom.

Approaching the closed white door at the end of the dark hallway, a glaring light escapes from the small crack at the bottom. On the other side of the door, only a low whispering can be heard penetrating the silence of the apartment.

Several dead bolts decorate the inside of the door even though he’d learned long ago that no amount of locks can keep the creatures out.

Plugged into every available outlet within the little room, nightlights and lamps of all shapes and sizes drown out every possible shadow.

Strategically built wooden boards form a barrier around the base of the queen-sized bed. It was simply too frightening to climb in and out of bed with the dark space underneath threatening to grab his ankles at any given moment.

A lone dresser sits unrecognizable at the far end of the room. Beaded rosaries drape over the semi-open drawers while a large statue of Buddha grins from his perch atop the dresser. A miniature nativity scene depicting the birth of Jesus with his human and animal onlookers occupies most of the space on the left side of the dresser. A lovely bust of the Virgin Mary wears a Mona Lisa smile next to a large silver menorah, all its candles lit and flickering with every breath of air that nears it.

A crucifix hangs beside an amulet of the Star of David; both keeping a vigilant eye over the young man as he reads from various bibles and religious scriptures. The words of King James, the Kabala and the Quran are amongst the rows of sacred literature decorating the bedroom floor.

Kneeling before the shrine in the corner of his bedroom, the young man shivers as psalms and verses pour rapidly from his trembling lips.

His forehead beading with sweat, he glances around himself every few seconds. Palms pressed together, he ignores the pain of the fresh bruises on his wrists and ankles. Rocking back and forth, he prays feverishly to any deity that will hear him…and protect him.

Available soon in print and on Amazon Kindle!

 

 The Tour Continues!

Visit the blogs on the tour, leave a comment, and enter the drawings! Including here: just put ENTER in the subject line and send it to rlee@orangeorb.net.

Day 7     Oct. 25             

Fan Spotlight Day 

Featuring: Psyche Soul Goddess *ParaGoddess In Training*

http://aprilpsychesthoughts.blogspot.com

Featuring: Lily Oak  *Publisher of Hope Open, owner of HedgeWitchery Books*

http://hedge-witcherybooks.blogspot.com    

Day 8     Oct. 26             

Kayleigh Jamison  *Published Author, Spiritual Woman, Bookish Diva*

www.kayleighjamison.com

Give-away: YES

The Tour Continues! (and a spooky poem)

 

The tour continues! Today's stop is Scott Noir and his "Smoldering Prose" and I love it! 

If you haven't visited the other blogs on the tour, be sure to visit.

And don't forget, you can enter a drawing to win a vintage hardback copy of a George Adamski book from Women Of Esoterica. Just send an email to rlee@orangeorb.net with "ENTER" in subject line.

Day 6     Oct. 24             

Scott Noir  *Published Author of Erotica, Studly Man, "Smoldering Prose"     

http://scottnoir.blogspot.com  

My spooky item for the day, a poem about lights, memory, and mist in the woods. Enjoy!

Blue Lights

unexpected, blue lights appear
in this isolation, and through
the thin cracks in the rough wood,
glowing mists invite, even while repelling

a cold silence makes itself known, waiting
we hear its breathing

dreams, night walking, forgetfulness
only slivers of mists and light beams remain

jarring realities intrude, mundane violences, abrupt commands
we don’t understand, we don’t remember
but sense invisible connections anyhow

we believe there’ll be a reveal in the retelling, no matter
how fragmented

memory has a sentience all its own

~ regan lee, october 2010

[Photograph by Regan Lee]

Monday's stop on the tour:

Day 7     Oct. 25             

Fan Spotlight Day 

Featuring: Psyche Soul Goddess *ParaGoddess In Training*

http://aprilpsychesthoughts.blogspot.com

Alfred Lehmberg on Linda Moultan Howe

Alfred Lehmberg has a nice post on meeting Linda Moulton Howe on UFO Magazine's blog: Strange Tresure.

Howe has her detractors, and, while I think disagree with her views on paranormal aspects of UFOlogy, and think she's been gullible at times, the vehemence of her critics don't match with her supposed "crimes." She's brought far more productive things to UFOlogy than not.

 SIMPLY WICKED PARANORMAL TOUR CONTINUES!!!!!!!!!

Day 4     Oct. 22

Monica Koetz  *Featured Blogger*

www.bibliophilicbookblog.com

Day 5     Oct. 23

Conjure Oils  *Featured Metaphysical Expert*

http://www.ConjureOils.com

Give-away: YES

visit these blogs, have fun, enter the drawings! and remember, be spooky!

Purple Skull Earrings

I love these earrings! Purple skull Day of the Dead type earrings by WOE contributor Lesley Gunter, on Etsy.