Supernatural: A Fijian Experience

  hey  https://youtu.be/-0z9mawLAHo Source:  https://www.tandfonline.com/doi/abs/10.1080/00223346608572082?journalCode=cjph20

 Walking from Saiyaro to the Bus Stop at 3:45am… walking past the lonely forest … silhouette figures moving between trees… voices whispering in the darkness… a female voice …hey handsome come here… I have something special for you… he’s praying…do you think he is afraid… not yet…Ssssh young man… Master…Were here… come to us To be continued…

 Dodomo Vinaka,  Dodomo Ca. To be continued…

 Men that set foot onto the island are never seen again.  The island appears shortly after a mysterious storm ⛈ has formed.  Men seek refuge and shelter from the menacing storm on the island… only to be held prisoner but lustrous succubus.  The island then disappears again after capturing her prey. Sailors or fisher once shipwrecked on the island fall asleep are awoke to beautiful young women are singing, dancing and laughing.  The women are welcoming and enchanting… ######## There is another legend told by 60-year-old Leanatasi Waqasaqa of the mataqali (landowning unit) Naveivorati the traditional warrior (bati) to the chief the Turaga na Takala from Vadravadra Village on Gau. According to Mr Waqasaqa, Senijale the ravouvou ni (prince of) Muaigau was out on an expedition sailing into Lau waters when he fell asleep. Upon waking up the prince saw that he hand landed on a white and golden sandy beach. According to Mr Waqasaqa a young woman saw him and handed the y...

My wife and I lived in a boarding school in Tailevu known as Ratu Kadavulevu School (RKS).  I still worked in Suva and it took 3hours by bus to get to work.  The mornings was a single bus ride at 4am,  the dirt gravel filled road would rock me to sleep till I got to the Suva Bus Stand at 7am. The travel home after work was usually a 3 part journal. A mini van 🚐 from Suva to Nausori,  another mini van from Nausori to Korovou.  At Korovou if we missed the bus we had to hire a ute (carrier service) to drive me home.  My friend Sikeli would share the fare of the ute. The drivers of the ute knew the community well and had the latest news of events in the area. One evening Sikeli and I missed the bus from Korovou.  We hired a ute and started our journey along a bumpy dusty gravel road.  The Sun was setting as we passed a village that had a river running beside it.  As we drove over the bridge,  I could make out the figure of a young child run...

I’m from Fiji, Solevu Bay in Bua. I have a story of ancient entity that haunts our waters to this day.  She is known as “ Lewa Cinacina ” or Lady of the Light 💡 or The Ancient Lady of the Sea . She is an ancient Mer-Creature 🧜‍♀️ that is known to be a harbinger of death 💀. She also has the ability to shape shift . She is known to take the shape of sea creatures or persons recently lost at sea. Her most seen form is of a young beautiful woman dressed in brilliantly bright white light. She can be seen swimming rock pools on the reef during moonless nights. When a chieftain dies or is about to die, the light that emanates from her is red. Her husband is “Dakuwaqa”, from Cakaudrove. We have a folklore that if you find yourself adrift in the middle of the Pacific Ocean on a stormy night ... we chant a prayer to the “Ancient Lady of Sea”,  to come to our aid and bring us (her grand children) to the safety of her home Bay....