Friday, November 9, 2007
Island Spirits Part II
Most indigenous peoples have their own brand of superstition and folklore; the people of Guam are certainly no exception. Who among us didn’t know someone pinched by the Taotao Mona while tromping thru the boonies? And what of the mysterious Lady in White? My own sister claims to have made contact with her after waking from a dreamy slumber one night. And what about you - what stories from the other side do you have to share? Or are you just too afraid to remember?
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Hey Robert, I have had my own encounters too from the 'otherside' while living on Guam. My most memberable was when I was at a friends house, a big storm came through, the wind was so bad that the palm trees where laying down. Me and my friend were looking out through the loovers and everthing was horizontal, (even the rain), except for a white ghostly figure with a black face we could make out through the wind and rain. Yet it did not move at all with all that wind. Moments later the sun was shining again and the air was still. But we had to change our shorts after that!
True story!
Now that's what I'm talking about. Awesome story Ric, even gave me goosebumps.
I got more to share, but I want to hear others and there spooky true stories firs! Come on everyone, know you got at least one story.
Hey RAC, I must have missed "Island Spirits Part 1"?
Part I dealt with a different kind of Spirit and was titled Island Brew.
Oh those Spirits! Yes they followed me all the way from Guam to Germany (hic). One spirits name was Becks.
ok robert
I once awoke in the middle of the night to find a ghostlike image of Pat standing by my bed staring at me. Like any good brother my first reaction was to kick her. As my foot penetrated her midsection she vanished into thin air. At this point I was convinced she was possessed by the Devil (it was around the time of The Exorcist) and I didn't mess with her for quite awhile. But of course, the lure of sibling rivalry is much stronger than the fear of Satan and I eventually resumed my torment of her. I guess that would explain some of the troubles that were to haunt me later on.
Well I remember when that John Iriarte(probably miss spelled his name) died when some of us were in Middle school at BJHS and some of the girls were freaking out claiming to see his ghost. I remember once Alice and I were on her mini bike and we made a joke about not saying "Tao Tao Mona may we pass" when we went by the big banyon tree beside the UOG student center on the back road. Sure enough we immediately got a flat tire.
Climb up the hill from Pago after dark, I'm not talking about the road, I mean climb the hill from the lagoon. You know, the trail where you ended up near the Larsons/Sicklers. After dark.
There is some serious other wordly shit going on in those boonies. All those glow in the dark plants, if that's what they really are, look like you're being followed by hunderds of pairs of eyes. We never were really sure if they were glow in the dark mushrooms or maybe a wild boar mixed in there somewhere. Either way enough to make you keep your feet moving.
Add a little of this and that and a boy's active imagination and oh yeah taotaomona is alive and well on that hill.
Hey Doug, are you sure you weren't picking those mushrooms along the way?
Well like I said add a little of this and that so yeah maybe...possibly...sometimes.
yea, robert, I remember that night I thought I was gonna sneak out the back door. Was gettin ready to open that screen door and I saw her. running through the back yard in the boonies. a white lady, flowing white dress, needless to say, I got my ass straight into bed that nite and never tried to "sneak" out again.
Wow, the stories.
One night Desi and I were going to sneak out, I went to make sure that our mom was asleep. I walked down the hall and saw Desi. I talked to her, but she didn't answer, so I reached out and my hand went through her. I quit picking the little things off the cow droppings after that.
Oh, what about Hawian Rock. The Taotao Mona was living in the Rock and could not be excavated.
What about the Witch Doctor who lived on the road down to the Marine Lab?
Robert, didn't Dad used to tell a story about talking to some spirits the night you guys got stranded in that bay (was it Cetti?) with the boat in a storm????
I was just thinking about that today Cindy. Even our rational and stoic father paid his respects to the Taotao Mona. I honestly believe he thought there might be something to it.
And DRL... damn dude, your story about Desi sounds eerily familiar. I’m telling you there’s some crazy magic on that island.
I'd forgotton about that Juliet. Sure convinced me. I didn't get to see any spirits that I remember, but I practiced things that kept them away, like asking permission. We did have taotaomona bruises exctly the same shape on our thighs, Roxy and I. We were told that spirit liked us. I remain respectful of others beliefs because of my experiences in Guam. My e-mail is dwendis and they are the mishievious elves who take children off into the boonies to play, for a few days, returning them unharmed. Sometimes if someone is real mean to me, I threaten them with a Palauan hex. It works.
I don't know about any of this. Whenever I had to wizz, whatever nearby tree was cool. I just never had a Taotaomona event. It does mean "people from the front" or ancestors.
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