Halloween Romantic Customs Back to Blog
Update: Jillian’s winner is…Cories! Congrats, Cories! And Jillian, thank you for blogging with me!
Thanks for inviting me to drop by, Cynthia. I’ve been following along since October 1st and this has been a wicked cool month so far on your blog. Such Fun!
When Cynthia asked me to guest blog today, I initially thought I’d tell some story about my ghost experiences and I may still do so at the end of this post. As I thought about what to say, I decided that since Cynthia writes Paranormal Romances and Romantic Suspense and I write what I like to call Romantic Adventures, I’d tell a little about old Halloween romantic customs. Ones that help determine your true love. These customs date back hundreds of years. I’m a Halloween Hound just like Cynthia and I love the lore as well as the lure of the holiday.
1. Girls would put hazel nuts across the front of the fireplace. The girl would spread out a few on the grate, each one symbolizing a certain beau. She would then chant “If you love me, pop and fly; if you don’t burn and die.”
2. Cut an apple down the center to expose the five sided star, eat it by candlelight in front of a mirror and your future spouse will appear in the mirror.
3. Peel an apple in one long strand and toss the peel over your shoulder. The shape it lands in will be the initial of your true love.
4. Place an apple under your pillow and you’ll dream of your true love.
5. Comb your hair in front of a mirror by candlelight and the reflection of your future husband will appear behind you.
Seems like a lot of apple traditions. Wonder if the apple growers gathered together back in those days to start the world’s first advertising program? Sounds like the women would have flocked to the apple market for a chance to find their own true love. Wouldn’t you? And confess, if you’re single, you’ve stopped reading this post and are headed to the farmer’s market right now. You know you are.
As to my own ghost experiences, I have several to choose from but I’ll tell a little about the one where Cynthia and I went to the Pensacola Lighthouse. It was a hot night in July. Very hot. No breeze at all, really. We went down into the basement and I began to get nauseated. I thought it was the heat but I’d been there before on a cold October day and had the same sensation so I wasn’t sure. But then I smelled cigar smoke and knew it was all related to the lighthouse keeper that is rumored to still hang about the place. Cynthia smelled it, too and she actually felt some cold spots (wish I could have found some spook to cool me off- it was dreadfully hot). The people running the hunt had EMF meters that measure electromagnetic fields and it was very active that night. The meter is supposed to spike when there are spirits about. It did. A lot.
I enjoy going to haunted sites and checking them out. It’s a family tradition to do ghost walks in cities we visit. Check one out on your next vacation. It’s tons of fun. Who knows, you could have your own eerie experience.
On another note, my first book is coming out from Siren-Book Strand in January 2011. It’s called Solo Honeymoon. The story is based in London, Italy and New York City and the hero is a shoe designer from Milan (who also happens to be a Count). In celebration of this upcoming release, I’m giving away a shoe charm to one of Cynthia’s commentators here. Leave me a comment about your true love or a ghost encounter you’ve had and we’ll have Cynthia’s own personal goblin (her son) draw a name from the comments.
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