Haha no, I wish! This is where I'm at.

Just posted for the first time (I'm terrible, I know)! Work got crazy from the minute I posted my last comment to now. If you want to share/talk about other scary things, feel free to tweet or dm me!

I've honestly never found a way to completely shut off my "seeing" side, though I see things less when I'm busy or stressed. When I'm home alone and I know a ghost is there, I wear my headphones to avoid being communicated with. I also avoid thinking about them, as I've found that only encourages ghostly antics.

I definitely know how that goes. I think my bosses would be shocked to hear/read about the stuff I've seen. I feel better after writing about this stuff, though. It's hard to say if it'll work for you, but I look forward to these posts every year in part because it makes me feel less crazy/strange/haunted. Confronting…

Thanks for reading!

It's considered extraordinarily rude. As rude as spitting on your mother-in-law or farting in church. My tribe sees it as an extremely U.S. Cavalry-esque thing to do...something that never existed before the settling of the west. In our religion, we are all related, all part of an enormous universal community, and the…

My hand to God, that was seriously my reaction when it first happened...after the rush of terror had subsided, that is. "You're really going to use Tom Petty against me, you ghostly bastard? Really?!" My anger made it easier to ignore the weird shit for a few more days.

Did you work in Pine Ridge village? If so, you might've heard a lot about the two Victorian ladies that haunt the area by the creek. I've never seen them, but I learned through research at the local mission that the area that kids say the women hang around at used to be the old boarding school. It was surrounded by a…

Skinwalkers are soooo scary. I have a Navajo friend who lived with her grandma out in the country for a summer. The stories she can tell about skinwalkers...*shudder*.

One more (despite the fact that I've had to sleep with the lights on for the past two nights after my sharing brought 'visitors'):

Thanks! I'm really tempted to. It's oddly cathartic to share these things. Childhood ghost trauma!

Full hand gestures, and the much-joked about lip/chin pointing. Annnything but pointing. It's considered as rude as spitting on someone.

So true. Many people don't realize that the Dakotas are home to the poorest counties in the U.S. — and that those counties are made up of Indian Reservations. When I talk about things (normal, not paranormal) I've witnessed to outsiders, people tend to think I'm being hyperbolic. Nope.

Just posted one!

When I moved to the East Coast, I lived in northern Virginia — just up the road from Manassas. One night, my boyfriend and I were driving through the Manassas Battlefield after spending the day down south. It was a misty evening, and through the fog (sooo cliche, I know), I saw a group of men crossing in front of our…

A day late to the party, but I'll share.

I grew up on an Indian Reservation in the Dakotas. My father became rather traditional as he got older, and being aware of the spirits that are constantly around us is a huge part of Sioux spirituality. The Cheyenne believe that once something terrible happens in a place, it…