Category: Them Thangs

Black Cat Bone Divination

I thought I’d share a photograph showing a casting of my black cat bones for divination purposes. As far as I know, I’m the only person in my area who reads black cat bones, and I don’t know anyone on the internet who does – I’ve seen some folks mention the use of a bone or two in a set of pebbles, bones, stones, shells, etc.; but far as I’ve heard, I’m the only person who strictly reads with the a set that is entirely composed of black cat bones.

By using the cat bones, I can consult ancestral spirits for advice on situations, what type of works should be performed (if any) for specific situations, determine if a person has a hex or some supernatural influence upon them, etc. etc.

Black Cats have a lot of power in their bones, and make for marvelous divination tools. This particular set was prepared in a specific way, and the skull of the cat was specially prepared and placed in a particular spot on my ancestral altar, so that the cat can deliver messages from the ancestral spirits by relaying them through the bones.

I provide readings with the bones upon request, which includes a photograph report of the reading. Those of you interested can contact me through my consultation page.


Here where I’m from, there’s some old folklore about the Bluejays. They say that bird is very rare on the weekends, because it carries down kindling to hell, so the Devil can stoke his fires.

Some folks give the reason being that the Bluejays at one point sold themselves to the Devil; but most don’t really have an explanation.

This particular belief seems to stem from the Ozarkers folklore, but it is found amongst hoodoo practitioners in the area as well; showing a crossover between the Hillfolk beliefs and the African Americans.


Well, this belief inspired me. If the bluejay goes to hell on the weekend to help the Devil (and I must admit – I’ve only ever seen two bluejays on the weekend; I started paying attention once I heard of this belief), reckon we can give them a message to take with us?

The bluejays are also said to bread off sticks for the wicked people on earth to burn; an old song recording by Vance Randolph,  memorializes this:

“Don’t you hear that jaybird call?

Don’t you hear them dead sticks fall?

He’s a’throwin’ down firewood for we-all

All on a Friday morning”

Well, if the bluejay is in contact with the Devil, and knows who the wicked people are; then obviously He knows who’s pissing me off, and could go carry a message to the Devil for me.

So, I started feeding bluejays and praying over the seeds; talking to them when I saw them. I later found out at least one other practitioner had the same idea.

Be nice to the bluejays, they talk to the Devil…..

The above photos are of Bojangles, who was an orphaned possum I took in a few years ago. Two possums were found, their mother missing, likely killed by a car, and my cousin’s employer had taken them in. They worked at a pet store, and in the course of events, my sister took over care of the possums.

Problem was, Bojangles wasn’t nice like his sibling. His sibling was more tame than a hamster, but you couldn’t even change Bojangles water, or he’d attack you.

Well, I went and saw the possums, and sure enough, Bojangles was going on a rampage. Well, I’m a fairly knowledgeable Hoodoo, and I know that all Possums are natural born hoodoos, so I decide to have a talk with Bojangles. Well, long story short, He wouldn’t bite me, attack me, and took to me very well.

I loved that little possum, he’d craw up and nest in my hair, and hiss at anyone or anything that got too close to me. Bojangles was a jealous fellow, and didn’t like to share attention, and didn’t want any damn body near him but me.

But alas, while Bojangles sister grew into an adult possum, Bojangles died a week after I took care of him. It was pretty shitty. I mean how many Hoodoo doctors have a tame possum that sits on their shoulders while they read cards?

Possums, as I said before, are powerful Hoodoo workers; they can cross you, or uncross you; they can cure you, or lay you down. See, Possums are good friends with Ole Death, and Possums know a lot about Ole Death’s secrets and tricks.

Possums eat snakes, and we all know that snakes have a lot of hoodoo in them. Possums ain’t even troubled by rattlesnake venom, copperhead, or cottonmouths. There are numerous Hoodoos from way back when, that often ate snakes for power….maybe they got the idea from the Possums.

Yep, I bet Possums are in the top 5 of Hoodoo Doctors


Requiescat in Pace, Bojangles


Dreaming of Snakes is always an important Omen in Hoodoo. Most often in Hoodoo thought, the snake represents an enemy. If you dream of snakes, and the snakes bite you and overcome you; it’s an omen that your enemies are working against you and will defeat you. If you dream of snakes, and you kill them; it’s a portend of you defeating your enemies.

Now, there’s a special snake in dreams, as well as in normal Hoodoo life, and that’s the graveyard snake. Graveyard snakes are thought of as either the Devil himself, a demon, or the Devil’s special pet. If you dream of a graveyard snake, it’s a sure sign that the Devil is present in your life, and that ain’t a good thing.


To see a snake cross your path is an ill omen. Some of the old folks said that if the snake was running from left to right, it was a sign of evil coming into you life; if you saw the snake going from right to left, the evil was leaving. And to confuse matters even more, some of the old folks said it was just the opposite. I didn’t get much experience from it, because in my childhood, if my Momma saw a snake crossing the road, she’d speed up and run him over, back up over him, run him over, over and over until the serpent was just a grease stain on the road.

Never kill a graveyard snake, or you’ll not be able to cross folks, or the Devil himself will cross you; either way, it ain’t a good thing.

To find a snake skin is good luck….

Yep, snakes sure are powerful beings.



The Hag

The Hag is either an old woman who can remove her skin and go out and ride people, or the ghost who may have been a hag in life.

Today, many folks call the Hag phenomenon “night terrors” and never put much stock into it. Some of them medical doctors say it’s all psychological, or bad circulation, or whatever new fangled excuse they can think of to explain what they just cain’t understand.

They say Hags perch on the bedpost like buzzards, which is why back when the old folks were around, they’d often saw off the bedposts so the Hag couldn’t perch. Well, my ole lady had a Hag riddin’ problem once a  piece back, and I sure as shit wasn’t gonna cut my pretty little bed posts up over a hag….

So what I did, I had me some Holy Salt a priest had blessed and sprinkled it all over the damn bed, and throw holy water everywhere. My ole lady was cussin’ up a storm for a week because her bed was full of salt, but she didn’t have hag trouble anymore.

Another thing you can do is get a bowl and cut up some onions and throw them in the bowl with some blueing, mustard seed, and needles. Stick that bowl under your bed and the smell will ward off the Hag. Think of it like citronella candles to mosquitoes.

That, or you could track her down, find her skin, and salt it – assuming the Hag that’s pestering you is a living one….and not a haint.

Feedin’ the Witches

The idea of witches in Hoodoo is vastly different from the idea of witches in the modern magical community. In Hoodoo, a Witch is something totally different, and even combines some of the aspects of the “Hag” so common in other Hoodoo lore.

In Hoodoo, Witches can remove their skin like the Hag, and fly out and ride people, but the Witches also have other mysterious powers. They’re said to be able to go inside of snakes, alligators, and other creatures in order to kill people. And as if that wasn’t enough, they’re supposed to be able to squeeze through keyholes and the smallest of cracks in the walls and floor.

Obviously, the Witches of Hoodoo are something totally different from your average Wiccan. Some folks can’t even really decide if the Witches are flesh and blood creatures, spirits, or both! There is an idea that the Witches start out as flesh and blood creatures, but after death, continue on being witches.

Regardless of what they are, the Witches bring bad luck, sickness, and death whenever they’re around. So, like any good Hoodoo, when bad luck’s around, and we can’t determine the cause; or if we’re about to set ourselves out on an important task, we always feed the witches.

What do witches eat? Well, in the book “Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil” – the “voodoo priestess” (root doctor/hoodoo woman) “Minerva” (who’s real name was Valerie Boles), put it the best – “witches is mostly old folks, and they don’t care for no low-cal”

Valerie Boles always put the food on a big paper plate and stuck a fork right in the center and put it under a tree. So, here are some ideas of things to cook for the witches, the higher calorie, the better:

Greens – turnip, mustard, poke, any of that

Hog Jowl

Blackeyed Peas

Fried Chicken

Corn Bread


Deviled Eggs

Fried Cabbage

Hoppin’ John




You get the idea. And make sure when you’re cooking your greens – don’t forget the bacon fat and all the heart clogging goodness you can muster into the recipe.


Feed the Witches folks – it’s much easier to bribe the things that go bump in the night, than to piss’em off.