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Buildings seem to spring up when you aren't looking. Every tuesday you watch the neon-vested men lay each individual brick with painstaking precision, barely 5 put down in the hour you watched, and yet, somehow, its grown 30 feet by the next week. You never see where the bricks come from. But you do see the two men dropping a third down the center of the building's skeleton, feel the way the earth shudders
Buildings seem to spring up when you aren't looking. Every tuesday you watch the neon-vested men lay each individual brick with painstaking precision, barely 5 put down in the hour you watched, and yet, somehow, its grown 30 feet by the next week. You never see where the bricks come from. But you do see the two men dropping a third down the center of the building's skeleton, feel the way the earth shudders
My great grandma was a witch.
My great grandma was a witch, or a psychic, or whatever you wanna call her. My family is from a very small town in a rural part of Brazil, in a region known as the Paraíba valley. The words “witch” or “psychic” would’ve meant nothing to her, but that’s the best way to describe what she was in English. She didn’t have visions, but she could touch objects and know things about them that she had no way of knowing.
She could touch pictures and know whether the person in it was alive or not. She said living people had “life energy,” while dead people did not. Sometimes, she would touch a picture of someone and say their life energy was “flickering,” and that person would die soon afterwards.
She also found missing people. Although she was never a psychic for money (she made no money whatsoever from her “gifts” during her life), people would still come to her and ask for help. Perhaps most noteworthy was the mayor of her small town. His young adult son had gone missing, and the mayor was struggling to find him with the police, so he came to my great grandma as a last resort.
The mayor brought her a picture of his son. She touched the picture and said that his son was alive, that he was okay, and that he left town out of his own free will. She insisted that he was not hurt in any way, and that no one forced him to leave. However, she said that he would come home soon, as he would see “something dead” and it would scare him into coming home.
Sure enough, a couple of days later, the mayor’s son returns. It turned out that he had simply run away from home, but that he saw a dead dog in a park and it scared him so much he came home.
This is only one of many things she predicted, or simply knew. She always knew things by touching objects specifically. She didn’t get visions or know things out of nowhere- she had to touch them. I’m 100% an atheist and do not consider myself spiritual at all, but I can’t deny that things have happened in my family which I cannot explain.
My great grandma predicted many deaths, however, perhaps the most impressive one was her OWN! Around August of 1986, my great grandma started calling all of her family and loved ones and told them that she would be dead by Christmas of that year. She insisted that it was okay, that her time had come, and that the family was ready to move on without her. She even bought everyone’s Christmas presents in August because she knew she wouldn’t be around to give them those gifts by the time Christmas came around. She made sure all of her affairs were in order and even comforted all of her family and friends about her own death. She was very insistent on the fact that she would not be alive to see that year’s Christmas.
My great grandma died peacefully in her sleep of natural causes December 22nd of that year.
I would like to preface this next reblog by saying that I do not believe I possess any psychic “gifts,” and definitely nothing like what my great grandma had. However, like her, I have known things that I had no way of knowing by touching objects.
My grandpa died in June of 2021. One evening, I was walking around my apartment when a picture frame down the hallway caught my eye. It’s a picture of my grandpa holding me in his arms at my 5th birthday party. I never had thought much about that picture, but on that particular evening I was drawn to it. I picked up the picture frame, and the very second that I touched it, I knew my grandpa was dead.
And it was exactly like how my great grandma described. He had no life force. It was like looking at a taxidermy animal versus a real one. Sure, the taxidermy LOOKS like the real thing, but you can see it has no life. It simply looks dead. That’s exactly what my grandpa looked like in that picture.
So I put it down, and I walked to the living room, where I saw my mom putting makeup on in the mirror. I told her: “My grandpa’s dead, isn’t he?” My mother turned to me with a scared look in her face and said: “Your father just called me. He died 10 minutes ago.”
The first time I ever touched and object and knew things about it was when I was 15. For context, I almost froze to death once as a baby. I unwrapped myself on a very cold winter night and when my mother found me, I was blue and frozen. She’s an ER nurse and she genuinely thought that I was dead. Obviously, I turned out fine, but I did almost freeze to death as a baby.
Anyways, as a 15 year old, I was sorting some baby clothes at my family’s house. Picking them up, folding them, putting them away. It was a hot summer day in Brazil. However, I picked up this onesie, and I suddenly had the most terrible chill. It was like the cold of a grave- it gave me a sense of terror that I hadn’t felt before. I told my mom about it and she said that that was the onesie I was wearing the night I almost froze to death.
That was 6-7 years ago, and since then, I’ve had sporadic moments where I’ve known things by touching objects. It’s very weird. I’m a 4th year biochemistry student, an atheist, and 100% consider myself a person of science. But I genuinely cannot explain these things.
Before my great grandma died, she told her daughter (my grandma), that there would be another person born into our family with her “gifts,” and she actually described this person in detail. She said that this person would be a woman, and she described this woman’s personality. She said this woman would be feisty, really opinionated, that she would talk back to everyone, and I quote: “she’s gonna sting like a scorpion!” My great grandma used the scorpion analogy several times.
I was born on November 13th, which makes my star sign scorpio. Not only that, but my rising, mercury, and venus signs are also scorpio. I’m AFAB, and have been a feisty little shit my entire life. I have been talking back to people since the day I started talking. My very first word was “NO!” in Portuguese.
I definitely don’t have the same gifts as my great grandma though. I go the vast majority of my life touching objects and pictures and not knowing a single thing about them. And the times I have, I didn’t do it at will, it just kinda happened to me. However, according to my grandma, neither could my great grandma when she was my age. She had been “gifted” her entire life, but only learned how to control it and refine it as she got older. So who knows? I’m only 21 now.
I am still an atheist and it will take a lot for that to change. I’ll suspend my disbelief when I find a missing person or predict at least 3 deaths. Until then I am completely nonmagical LOL.
Oddly enough, I did have one “vision” of my great grandma herself. Well, she appeared in one of my dreams. I was around 16. In my dream, it was a very fancy party, and while most people in it were blurry, my great grandma was crystal clear. She was wearing a yellow dress, with a yellow flower on one shoulder, and a huge yellow hat.
I was staying at my grandma’s house at the time, so I told her about my dream the next morning. My grandma said “wait a minute!” and pulled out a box of pictures from under her bed. She said: “That’s what my mother wore to my wedding!” And sure enough, she shows me a picture from her wedding and my great grandma is wearing the EXACT same outfit I saw in my dream. The yellow dress, with the yellow flower on the shoulder, and that huge yellow hat.
For context, my grandparents had a very nasty divorce before I was even born, and so my grandma doesn’t have pictures of her wedding around the house. She has dozens of picture frames around her house, but none of them are from her wedding. She keeps all of them in a box under her bed which I had never seen before. In my dream, not only did I see her wedding, but I saw the exact outfit my great grandma wore on that day.
And in my dream, my great grandma spoke to me. She told me that she was very proud of me, and that I was more powerful than I knew. She then told me: “Give my daughter and grandchildren a hug for me, will you?” And then I woke up.
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im handing out chocolate and tea to everyone reblogging this. good luck friends i wish you all the best
you really shouldn't complain when someone is kind enough to anoint you with holy oils, you know. it's rude. stop questioning why I'm doing it with a rosemary branch
what garlic? I don't smell any garlic. can you move closer to the fire please, it's part of the ceremony
listen it's not my fault you missed out on last week's ritual hot bath I hosted. all your friends were there and they did not complain. turn a bit to the left
they loved the bubbles and the salt, actually. no you cannot talk to them I told you they had to go somewhere and won't be coming back soon. okay now I need to pour some wine on you it's uhh. for ancestors
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