Profile: Bloody Mary – Priestess ♥ Author ♥ Businesswoman
Born on the bayou and baptized as Mary Millan, Bloody Mary was raised in the Crescent City. She grew into a sincere and valuable priestess who serves her town secretly as a psychopomp. She is a known publicly as a Priestess, storyteller, celebrity historian, author, psychic medium, healer and owner of the infamous Bloody Mary’s Tours- an Avant Garde Boutique tour company. She is an 11th generation Creole.
As a true mystic, she combines her abilities as Shaman, Mambo, Voodoo Queen and Psychic into all aspects of her life. As an artist she designs her work with an empath’s heart, a historians detail and a researcher’s mind.
Her Psychic abilities have always lent second sight into her business ventures and continue to aid her impeccable storytelling, ritual execution and, of course, paranormal investigations. These gifts all help create a full, well rounded research technique that she shares with her customers. These blessings guide her to unearth old knowledge which enhance her scholarly pursuits; this psychic knowledge works in tandem with avid research creating a unique and holistic approach to understanding her home town of New Orleans and the unseen worlds we live within.
Her new book Hauntings, Horrors and Dancing with the Dead met with rave reviews. That once secret psychopomp and spirit guide side of Mary is now shared with the world. Bloody Mary’s book itself is reported to be haunted and released 2016.
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Born and raised as a “Delta Babe” and grown to become known as “the Cultural Diva,” “the Ultimate Insider” and specifically “The Poet Priestess of the Spirit of New Orleans,” Bloody Mary is a true spokeswoman of her hometown and an elegant, modern Southern Belle. – Southern Women Magazine, 2003.
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Bloody Mary is my chosen pen name and one of my priestess names. But there are many answers,to the Why? For the record I don’t drink blood and I don’t drink Bloody Mary’s, nor do I engage in blood sacrifice. On the surface Bloody Mary, the name brings to mind darkness or danger. As a Shaman and anthropological researcher I have indeed studied the macabre and multifaceted historical beliefs surrounding blood and the thoughts that it invokes. And “Bloody Mary” is a name that many young ladies come to fear as they approach their own mirror. You may know it as a “game” of sorts: girls chant “Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary…” into a mirror waiting to see if she appears. And she does. I can’t tell you how many teenagers have called to me and invited me from all over the world. Some contact by email, begging me not to hurt them., some prank call me. Sometimes I play along, sometimes I explain it to them logically; it all depends on my mood.
Bloody Mary in itself is the sometimes frightening prospect of reaching adulthood. This name I adopted invokes fear, intrigue and hope. I am a healer by trade, but at the same time my Voodoo and psychic energies make some fearful or hesitant. This name is very fitting. It doesn’t hurt that my bloodline is connected to Queen Mary I, also known as Bloody Mary, either.
I am related to Queen Mary I (Bloody Mary) and a direct descendant of Robert the Bruce, Templar King, as well as the Stewarts of the time from my matriarchal lineage. My family tree branched to New Orleans, this French territory, in the 1720’s bringing along their Pict, Scottish, German and French heritage (to name a few). It seems even a little Native American made it in through the Pointe Coupee, Plaquemines area of Louisiana when my ancestors first arrived in Louisiana. They later moved to the plantation areas of White Castle, Donaldsonville, St. Gabriel, and Iberville, the Ascension and Orleans Parish areas around River Road.
They meandered closer to New Orleans as the years passed, moving from plantations to their town houses in the city proper. My great grandmother and great, great nanny and “Memi” lived on St. Anne between Rampart (Love) and Burgundy street late 1880’s. Just across the street from the famed Marie Laveau cottage. Memi knew her well. Nanny had five children who were all delivered at home by a local midwife. Marie Laveau was a local midwife and she very well might have had a hand in birthing some of my ancestors. It may have been Marie Laveau III by that point in 1895 but it’s possible at least one of the trinity was involved.
My grandma told me about Marie Laveau. She remembered her with awe and fear. She was only a little girl when her grandma told her, but she told the tales and passed them down to us. Grandma grew up and made voodoo dolls, gave us ritual baths filled with Florida water and made sure the bottoms of the trees were painted white (well, grandpa did that ).
My German, French and Italian blood comes from my grandfather’s side of the family: the Plaquemines’ Trosclair’s. Originally, “Troxler” from the European area pf Alsace/Lorraine. They lived on both sides of the German/French border and made landfall in Louisiana in 1718, in the River parish of St. James and Ascension. Eventually moving across the river to the Bayou Goula, White Castle and Plaquemines areas. Commerce and trade up the river put their town houses in the French Quarter of New Orleans. It is interesting that genealogical searches have revealed that both sides of my family had business connections or lived next door to each other since the 1700’s! It seems that even the descendants of some of their slaves during colonial times were still connected in the 20th century too. I recall “Peters,” a wonderful old black man who my grandma was always praising. I knew him as a child and he was still working for my grandparents. It turns out he was a descendant of family slaves from early 1800’s. He must have come from my grandma’s side, for the French/German end were not much on owning slaves. The American Thompson family branch owned the most slaves in the White Castle/Donaldsonville area in the day.
Much to my grandma’s chagrin, my momma married a Yankee! That added Irish, English and Polish to the brew. Interestingly enough the “Millan” side are related to Robert E. Lee, George Washington and many other leaders of our country. I heard that “Yankee” thing throughout my childhood, nut never as much as when I went college in New York. I didn’t understand why something that happened so long ago still weighed so heavily on grandma’s mind. I do now thanks, in part, to the voices from the past spirits whispering in my ear. The history taught in most american schools do not shed the light on the southern side, or rather, Creole version of the Civil War.Even many of the New Orleans history books I had as a child were written from the American viewpoint.
However, family remembrances of early 20th century issues and newly acquired academic knowledge of the Creole plight I understand more of the big picture and Thank , Grandma!for making me look up phrases like ” The Northern Aggression” as grandma called it . These things had a profound effect on the history of New Orleans, perhaps not just in the way you might think. For example: Did you know Americans even made the language of French illegal to speak here in the early 20th century?
Later As a child, I passed ghost stories along in the night to my friends. We used our New Orleans cemeteries as playgrounds. I became one with swamp magic, trees and nature spirits that were whispering in my ear. My mother was a St. Joesph nun before she married my dad. I came from a rich Catholic background, yet Voodoo was infused within many of our customs. By the time I was in high school I was leading ghost hunts for the neighborhood gang to some of the same places I go to now. During my college years I escaped to New York and escorted many back here to the hidden side of my spirited home and, after many careers in the public eye, I found my true calling. The spirit world and New Orleans is home.
As a small child I saw spirits, I had dreams that were more than just dreams. Astral travel was part of my life before I knew the words to describe it. The power of prayer produced results and many situations seemed to take care of themselves naturally with simple thoughts. The overload of spirit activity especially when escaping New Orleans had, at some points, got so intense that I needed to sever communication with spirits or set boundaries with the invisibles. It seemed safer to try to stop the overload. I closed one door, only to open another and focus more on energy healing, folk magic, or hoodoo, and psychic development. I also pursued a fully expressed fun, physical life that college had to offer. Upon returning home to New Orleans a mass of messages and a bevy of ghosts welcomed my return, with Voodoo Spirits calling loudest. Though, I had known about voodoo since I was a small child, I had not truly been involved and initiated until I returned home 22 years. Adjustments and learning how to filter and fine tune my psychic abilities allowed my mediumship to grow. At this point, I had a small psychic baby and dived directly into studies and apprenticeship to raise him right and bring out his full potential. More intense herbal studies to heal, more trance sessions so we could journey together and more Ancestral counseling commenced so the family knowledge could be a part of it all. My son Jagger and I learned much together.
This proved a slow but steady process. I have had many apprenticeships from various trainers, priestesses and priests from many paths, I, too, became teacher and very quickly. Balance and grounding was a necessity; this is one important things I teach. It is much easier to open the door to our innate psychic abilities than to control it and to balance it, and then walk both sides of the veil is a tight rope act that requires great skill and divine grace,I was blessed to be granted just that. Speaking with the spirits is a natural gift, and I am privileged to share teachings and messages received to you in tours, workshops, ceremonies and psychic healing sessions.
I also guest lecture at Tulane University. It is interesting that many of classes to which I have spoken are the interdisciplinary curriculum – Voodoo is exactly that. I am an initiated Voodoo Priestess (mambo) and a New Orleans Voodoo Queen. I have been given the title by the state and by the spirit to perform weddings, baptisms, funerals and everything in between. There is a special spirit reawakening here, one that existed when new things off the boat mixed and worked together. My job is to bring that back, to heal through stories, to teach respect of the ancestors and the importance of redeeming our past. Never has this been more important than right now with the Post-Katrina. The Renaissance is here and now.
Southern Order of Storytellers
Louisiana Folklore Society
Friends of New Orleans Cemeteries
American Board of Hypnotherapy
Angel Sponsor Shriners Hospital
Sponsor Seasons Grief Center
Friends of City Park
C.G. Jung Society
NAPW National Association Professional Women
New Orleans Convention Visitors Bureau
American Rootworkers Association
Mambo Asogwe (priest) of La Source Ancienne Oumfor en La Nouvelle Orleans
Queen Bishop of Les Salon L’Esprit de Verite
Voodoo Queen In New Orleans Voodoo
Knight Priest of the Mystic Knighthood of the Crowned Heart
Twinned Celtic Priestess of Foxwood Temple of the Old Religion
Reverend Mother of the Universal Church
Roman Catholic Church member
Master Kunji-en Qi-Gong
American Board of Hypnotherapy
Hauntings, Horrors and Dancing with the Dead. Weiser Books © 2016
Paranormal Bluebook Volume 1: Ghosts. Bloody Mary Productions ©2010
Paranormal Bluebook Volume 2: Cemeteries. Bloody Mary Productions ©2010
Editors Choice Published Pen © 2006
Louisiana Hauntspatility (photographer) ©2003
Friends of New Orleans Cemetery News ©2000
Encyclopedia of Haunted Places @2004
Times Picayune © 2008
International Library of Poetry ©2004
” Swamp Magic is New Orleans, and the Mississippi river is our mother and foremost i am her Avatar, her voice. I teach that we all have the potential to see with more than our eyes, hear with more than our ears, and part of my destiny is to help others to realize that potential. I believe in living in and exploring the uncharted waters found deep within the river of the heart and soul. Everything is an adventure of spirit and experience including all my tours, workshops and psychic services. There is no better place to discover spirits than right here in New Orleans where I, indeed, am your spirit guide.” – Bloody Mary
I was born and raised Roman Catholic and my mother was a St Joseph nun before she married my dad so i come from a rich spiritual Catholic background. The Saints are still a very important part of my work and hearings. The syncretism of saints within voodoo has been relevant here wince the 1700’s. The multi-cultural mix and racial diversity within voodoo is also a very unique part of New orleans voodoo – so black and white together is historic and important to understand. I also teach voodoo , hoodoo and spirit connection of throughout the other side of the mirror in New Orleans in over 200 documentaries world wide to enlighten and pass the magic of New Orleans Voodoo to all. Hollywood gives voodoo an evil twist, for evil sells but there have always been those in EVERY religion who let their guide them to a left handed path – my job is to balance , to heal and to speak the truth. The sacred storyteller was known as the Griot in Africa ,like the bard of the celts , remember the power of sound is an ancient one and a large part of what I do.