Ouija Board To The Rescue
After my grandfather died (my mom’s last remaining relative other than myself and my sister), she was feeling very lonely and began worrying about her own mortality more than usual. To try and cheer her up, I took her to this dorky “psychic” fair that comes through my city once a year, since the supernatural is of great interest to her. At the fair, there was an Ouija board set up, and I invited her to use it with me to see what would happen. None of this was planned, but I had the idea on the spot of “channeling” a dead relative of hers. We ask if anyone is there, and I move the planchette to yes. My mother asks who it is, I spell out Anna (her mother who has been deceased for 30 years). She begins to cry. She asks how her dad is doing, and I spell out the word fut (context: she’s Hungarian, that word means “to run”. My grandfather was a very athletic man up until he died, practicing yoga and running and cycling into his late 80s.) A big smile appears on her face, tears streaming at this point, and you can just tell she feels a lot of relief. She really does believe in a lot of nonsensical and conflicting things which we once used to debate on, so she ate it up and believed this was true with her whole heart. She tells her mother she loves her, and to pass the message on to her dead brothers and to her dad, and I tell her we should close the board out before bad spirits start to show up (couldn’t think of anything else to add to the spirited dialogue as I had become emotional from her outpouring). Afterwards, she seemed like she got the closure she hadn’t when he passed away (she hadn’t seen him in years before he died as he still lived in Hungary and we live in North America), and handled her grieving better afterwards. I will never admit to her it was me.