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Possession: When the Living Borrow the Dead For this final Halloween special, I wanted to look past devils and into something more intimate: not demonic horror, but the eerie reports of human spirits taking hold of the living. The stories are rarer, stranger, and—at least to me—more haunting, because they feel like unfinished conversations between the dead and the breathing. What We Mean by “Ghostly Possession” In the chronicles below, the possessing presence is described as a human soul —a deceased person who “steps into” a living body to speak, to ask for help, or to finish what life left undone. Whether you view these as psychology, suggestion, or something genuinely paranormal, the records exist: witness statements, court documents, period pamphlets, and investigations by early psychical researchers. I’ve gathered several of the most striking cases—some famous, some seldom retold. 1) “The Watseka Wonder” (Illinois, 1877): Lurancy Vennum & Mary Roff In Watseka, Il...

Fortune-Telling and Divination at Samhain

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Fortune Telling and Divination at Samhain There has always been something about divination that pulls at me — not for the thrill of guessing, but for the mystery of listening. I’ve read tarot for half my life, never as a parlor trick, but as a quiet conversation with symbols that seem to remember more than we do. And perhaps that’s why, of all nights in the year, Samhain has always felt closest to my craft — a night when the veil thins and people once dared to ask the dark for answers. 1. Seeing Beyond the Firelight Long before tarot decks or crystal balls, the people of Ireland, Scotland, and Wales sought visions in simpler ways. They stared into bowls of water or candle flames, hoping to glimpse a face — often that of a future lover or one long gone. Bonfire ashes were cast into the wind to divine omens for the coming year. 1 These were not games to them, but solemn acts of hope and dread. In some Scottish glens, a girl might eat an apple before midnight and then brush ...