An outdoorsy girl with a spooky side
22-year-old blogger and photographer
Paranormal and cryptozoology hobbyist
Follow along with my adventures - Instagram: @livinglikealesia
I embarked on my journey towards finding the truth in the otherworldly at a young age. Most of my early years of research were spent in front of a TV, gawking at ghost hunting crews. But at 17 I set out on what was supposed to be a routine day - and my entire perspective and research method has since shifted. For the past five years, I’ve had to reimagine what the paranormal means to me and how so many people nowadays have it all wrong! Some of the most common misconceptions in the fields of the paranormal and cryptozoology surround one monster in particular - The Bigfoot.
I’ve resided in the pacific northwest for over 22 years now, more specifically, Washington state. I developed a love for the outdoors early in life, thanks in part to my dad who put my 4-year-old self into ski lessons. Over the years I’ve had the opportunity to explore the most amazing and remote parts of the state and every location leaves me in awe of the earth’s natural beauty. But for now, I wanted to cover some of the easier hikes in the state for those just looking to get into the outdoors! I’ve taken dozens - possibly hundreds - of hikes, so I had some decisions to make.
Since I was a kid, I've always known that I wanted to be a writer of some sort. It began as the ramblings of a teenage girl, and eventually grew to a slam poetry interest in high school which then grew into an essay and article interest now in my early 20’s. When I decided to take my writing from my laptop to the world wide web, I wasn’t sure how to begin. I tried building a blog, but with little to no social media presence, it was difficult to get people to the page. I tried entering contests and pitching ideas to publications, but again, with no experience and no college degree, I was left in the dust. That is until I found Vocal!
We all have our counterparts in the world. Usually, they’re described as soulmates, romantic or platonic. But outside of the world we know, there are more things we have in common with the supernatural than many realize. Our personalities and energies draw us to find those who are meant to be in our lives… and who’s to say that can’t include monsters?
We used to always make fun of my older brother for the way he frosted Christmas cookies. He was messy, to say the least, and each one frosted was another one eaten. A big family required a few dozen cookies, and he was usually off playing video games after he finished the two he attempted. I wouldn’t say it was a bother, though. The rest of us were content sitting at the island in the kitchen for long periods of time, painfully frosting individual bells and snowmen.
The Conjuring franchise has been a staple in the horror movie genre since the release of it’s first installment in 2013. Since then, it’s added more movies along the Annabelle, The Nun, and The Curse of La Llorona storylines. Following the most terrifying and extreme cases of famed psychic Lorraine Warren along with her husband, demonologist Ed Warren, the series of films has captivated audiences with tales of the true terror from demonic possessions.
Calling all classic horror fanatics and amateur wine connoisseurs! The cold season is upon us, and as you bundle up for a chilly winter in quarantine, maybe it’s time to spice up your evenings. Wine in itself is an experience and when put together with an equally interesting film, it makes for a heightened drinking and watching experience. Throwing it back to the classics that spanned the 1930’s through the early 1960’s, I’ve paired these black and white blockbusters with the most flavorful and colorful wines from the Washington state wine region.
When the day is all said and done, where does my lonely heart go? Not to sleep, that’s for certain. Quiet jazz fills my subconscious with a tingle of emotion as the aroma of raindrops fills the empty room. My head races through snapshots of days come and gone. Replaying every moment where joy was felt just to try and find some comfort in the forsaken darkness of a winter evening. I close my eyes in an attempt to force calmness on my soul, but it instead finds peace in wandering.