Thank you. Just one more question, my cat is an inside cat. We can't let her outside. So if there is negative energy, and she is absorbing it, how then could she "trash it out"?
Since we had some cat-talk i remembered a story my granny told me.
It has to do with villagers belief in cat's supernatural powers to join the two sides. this life and the after life.
It is believed that cats carry with them the power to rise the dead and so it happened back then when my granny was a 15 years old girl...
My granny's neighbor Kole have died and there were some preparations in his house for his funeral, they were waiting the body to arrive so they can mourn over the corpse...
As the body arrived in its house nobody have noticed the cat that was walking around the coffin...and in one moment the cat jumped on the corps and moved on and went out of the house...
The villagers were so terrified knowing what cat can do and with cat's gesture it meant nothing good...
They buried the corpse and the funeral ended the villagers put some big iron plate over the grave out of fear that the corps might came alive and kill them but that is not what happened...
The cat's energy have trapped the dead man's spirit and left him home where he shouldn't be....
Nobody knew that but in 40 days or so ( in our country it is believed that the spirit of the dead is within the living for 40 days and after that period someone comes and takes the spirit in the Heaven or Hell) people begin to hear strange noises in and around his house...
They thought it was nothing but my granny's mother dreamed about the dead man telling her that he will kill all the people who were at the funeral when the cat crossed his path...
Than my great grand mother went to the elders and tell them about the dream and then again they made a ceremony for capturing Kole's spirit (the dead man)
She couldn't remember well what they were using for the summoning but she mentioned the following:
They made circle out of crops and there were some strange herbs twisted into the crops and also they took some blood from his wife and sprinkled the dead chicken into the circle, yes there was a dead chicken into the circle...than they started to yell "Kole come and take your wife with you and something in some strange language she couldn't remember the right words and than after 5 mins of yelling nonsense the chicken started to make some strange noises i mean not the chicken but the flesh of the chicken like it was about to be roast and than some old man said " go where you belong and never look back"-with a demanding and thundering voice and light the crop...
Nothing spectacular happened but at least they had peace after the ritual...
Since the ritual of casting the spirit i said was incomplete if someone knows what was it about let me know i am so damn curious...
Today I took a walk by the rails and there is a little forest made of mulberry trees... As i was walking amongst them i recalled a story my grandfather and my grandmother told me about this tree...
My grandmothers birthplace and her childhood playground was encircled with forest hence at that time the villages were distances from each other with kilometers and kilometers away... Anyway the forest had mainly mulberry trees and the kids loved them but she doesn't knew than why there were so many mulberries but that never minded... This is interesting to know because of the fact what happens in my grandfathers story...
Once upon a time in a warm summer night, somewhere around midnight, my grandpa and his silly cousin went on watermelon-hunting...well they were about to steal some from a distant melon field. xD
They ''armed'' each other with two sacks, little knifes... They got there and begin to collect watermelons and when they were done they headed home but as they exit the field, little, dwarf a like man was blocking their way just 10 meters a head of them. They couldn't see its face because of the dark and the full moon wasn't helping just made them more afraid...
Nonetheless, they began to move left but the silhouette was moving with them in a parallel, same happened the other side but the real freak out happened when the creature began to raise and grow and approaching with some strange mist circulating around it. They saw a tree near and got up on it in seconds not realizing it is a mulberry (so what if it is?) and guess what the creature stopped approaching at 5 meters from the tree than the two of them realized that the tree is in some way scary for the scary one and quickly they cut some brunches and got down and started waving with them...the creature disappeared. They ran as fast as they could to get home and as they reached home they told what happened through shaking and shivering...and still holding the brunches...
Than it was my grandpas granny to tell something and she told the following: The place that you two fools were to steal watermelons is cursed for years! you two could have died out there! There are some people who told me that everyone that passes through the melon fields as midnight strikes the ''soul-taker'' appears and take the life out of them...and for the brunches that you took i give you thumbs up because it is known my children that every unholy spirit despise the mulberry and its fruits therefor our neighbor villagers have their mulberry forest around their village...
When my grandpas time for creating a family came he went to seek his life partner in the village circled with mulberry and there he saw a beautiful girl planting pumpkins....(that is another story) the fact is that they got married (apparently) and lived long after...
NOTE: In my granny's village it was truly believed in the power of the trees and other plants and yes the purpose of the mulberry forest there was true...
This is awesome :)
I do hope you'll continue this thread when your interent problem gets solved. Anyhow I'd like to add some stories my Granny told me as well. Hope ya don't mind!
On Faery attacks, well very true. When I was younger, my grandma warned me of faery spirits. Whether for good or bad respect them whenever you can! Apparently my great-grandma(Paternal) was a victim of a faery attack. Not pleasant as she had the deadly illness for a few years and died a painful death.
And also, here's a tree folklore story. From where I originally come from Oak trees are feared and avoided. The reason for this is that there are believed to be spirits living in it, ill or good cutting off its home will generally make *anyone* suffer. The same story too, a man cut down the tree he died and so did his family.
Funny how folkores can have lots of similarities, Thanks again for posting! :D
Ah Neferah this is splendid! Please feel free to post your stories here or make another thread on folklore "stories" its so nice of you to share that and guess what my granny warned me too about their aggressive-kind nature so...
