RDP: Scry

Foretelling the future

I had never heard this word before and had to look it up. After reading Martha’s post about her experience with an Ouija board I thought I would add my own memories. This all happened more than forty years ago so I may be shaky on some of the details.

In her family mum had a bit of a reputation for seeing things that others couldn’t see so we grew up with open minds about the supernatural. Anyway, that meant that mum was always asked to participate in calling on the spirits using the board especially when her sisters came to visit us. They would want mum to call on their deceased parents or older sister to talk to them.

I first saw a Ouija board when I was a child. It was in the window of the local newsagents. Mum explained to us what it was and how she and her sisters had used a home made Ouija board made of cut out letters and a glass to answer questions when they were young. She never did tell us where they learned about it as far as I can remember. Anyway, we ended up buying a board and the whole family would use it from time to time. We kids were young enough to think of it as a bit of a game.We’d ask it things like “Will we win the lottery?”, “Will we travel overseas?”.

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As Naomi and I grew older we rather turned away from the idea of calling up spirits. We didn’t feel comfortable with it, it was not a game anymore. We might be messing with things we didn’t understand. Mum only used the board if someone asked her and we said that we preferred not to which she was fine with.

I can’t recall any supernatural incidents involving the Ouija board or any predictions it made that came true. What I do recall is an incident involving one of my aunts which still, to this day, makes me cringe with embarrassment. My aunt was turning 50 and she was not happy about it. In fact she had a major meltdown, crying and carrying on demanding that mum get out the Ouija board because she “wanted to talk to mum”.

Naomi and I were in our late teens, early twenties and we just didn’t know where to look. We’d never seen an adult behave like that. We wanted nothing to do with it and we left poor mum to do the best she could. I think that it was after that incident that we asked mum not to use the board again and after that if her sisters asked her she’d say it was lost. I think that Naomi disposed of it to make sure.

Although my story is not really about the supernatural or directly even about scrying I did feel that it was not healthy to rely on contact with the afterworld for comfort.



I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband, David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on WordPress.com with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. Currently we have five pets between us. Naomi's two dogs Toby and Teddy and cats, Tigerwoods and Panther and my cat Polly. My dog Cindy passed away aged 16 in April 2022.


  1. It was not the first time Aunty A threw a bit of a tantrum over a birthday. I remember getting ready for school one day and she had brought our young cousin over. I took her to kindy and later school and Mum would pick her up and look after her in the afternoon while Aunty worked. Well it was her birthday and I think Mum had said happy birthday or something. I don’t recall but she just went nuts. I didn’t know what to think to be honest and even Mum was shocked and told her to stop it. I think I was eleven or twelve at the time. Yes I decided it was time for the Ouija Board to suddenly disappear. What if it was dangerous and I didn’t think it was right that they kept nagging Mum to do this for them all the time. I remember all sorts of dead relatives and friends supposedly came through and one person would write down all the messages. I was worried we’d end up with an evil being in the house. As it was they could all go home but we’d be stuck with the thing. So one day I hid it and when they asked for the board to be brought out I just kept saying I didn’t know where it was. I was lying through my teeth. I have still got it but it is hidden among all the vintage board games. Ouija Boards are not toys and I don’t know why they were ever sold as a game in the local newsagents.

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