Forgotten Places Society

Forgotten Places Society Nearly two decades of clearing shadows, preserving history, and helping beauty bloom again. Because the wildest flowers grow in the roughest dirt.

From paranormal investigations and urban exploring to spreading hope, healing and spiritual wellness through stories, art, photography,music and more.. Forgotten Places Society is a soulful, small-town brand rooted in nearly two decades of paranormal research, history, urban exploration, and spiritual storytelling. We began in 2006 as a paranormal investigation team — chasing shadows, preserving history, and holding space for the things most folks overlook. Over time, we’ve witnessed lives changed, shadows cleared, and faith restored. Today, our journey continues through a blend of art, photography, energy work, and handmade natural items — shared at festivals, markets, and wandering road trips across West Tennessee, North Mississippi, and North Alabama. From dark hallways to open-air fairs, we now bring our stories, experience, and the same spiritual tools we once used to help countless families, individuals, and businesses clear their spaces, restore peace, and cleanse what lingers unseen. Our mission is to honor the places that once mattered, hold space for the people who still do, and spark spiritual revival by helping others rediscover beauty in what’s been left behind. And sometimes, the forgotten just need someone to see them again.

Early that morning, before the world even woke up, something changed.The grave didn’t win.The silence didn’t last.And de...
04/05/2026

Early that morning, before the world even woke up, something changed.

The grave didn’t win.
The silence didn’t last.
And death didn’t get the final say.

Now hear me…
that same power didn’t stop back then.

Some of y’all have been carrying things that feel buried. Dreams you gave up on. Peace you haven’t felt in years. Parts of yourself you thought were gone for good.

But Easter ain’t just a story — it’s a reminder.

What looks finished… isn’t always finished.
What feels dead… isn’t always gone.
And what’s been buried… can still rise.

So lift your head, breathe deep, and let a little light back in.

Hope is alive. Love still moves. And there’s more life in you than you think.

Happy Easter 🌿





HopeLives

Something about this time of year just feels right. The air warms up, the colors come back, and people start showing up ...
04/03/2026

Something about this time of year just feels right. The air warms up, the colors come back, and people start showing up again — not just to shop, but to slow down a little and enjoy where they are.

We’ll be out at the Savannah Farmers Market tomorrow, set up with all our usual mix of art, crystals, and good vibes. Nothing fancy but full of beuitful chaos … just a laid-back spot to stop by, look around, and maybe find something that catches your eye.

Come wander a bit. Say hey. Stay awhile.





We had a great time even with the insane wind at the Hops and Hydrants festival in Ramer,TN last weekend! It was our fir...
03/31/2026

We had a great time even with the insane wind at the Hops and Hydrants festival in Ramer,TN last weekend! It was our first time there and official first event of the year.

Hey y’all — we’re out here today at the Reamer Civic Center in Ramer, TN for our first event, and we’d love for you to c...
03/28/2026

Hey y’all — we’re out here today at the Reamer Civic Center in Ramer, TN for our first event, and we’d love for you to come by and hang out for a bit.

If you’re out riding around or looking for something to do, swing in, say hey, check out what we’ve been working on, and just enjoy the day with us. No pressure, just good vibes and real conversations.

It’s always better in person.





ForgottenPlacesSociety

There’s just something about this time of year. The air feels lighter, the colors come back to life, and everything star...
03/20/2026

There’s just something about this time of year. The air feels lighter, the colors come back to life, and everything starts reminding you that it’s never too late to grow into something new.

Take a breath. Step outside. Let the sun hit your face for a minute. You don’t have to have it all figured out — just follow the light, one day at a time, and let your life bloom the way it’s meant to.

Good vibes, fresh starts, and a little more peace in your soul… that’s what spring is all about.

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One day we’re  grilling burgers in sunglasses at the lake…Last night the sky said “TORNADO MODE ACTIVATED.”This morning ...
03/16/2026

One day we’re grilling burgers in sunglasses at the lake…
Last night the sky said “TORNADO MODE ACTIVATED.”
This morning I’m scraping frost off the car wondering who angered Mother Nature.

Welcome to Tennessee, where the weather doesn’t have seasons…
it has mood swings. ✌️😆

SpringChaoes

You don’t see something like this every day. This bike looks like it rolled straight out of a 70s psychedelic dream and ...
03/10/2026

You don’t see something like this every day. This bike looks like it rolled straight out of a 70s psychedelic dream and landed right here in the present.

Bright colors, wild energy, and absolutely zero interest in blending in. It’s the kind of ride that reminds you the road is supposed to feel free, not ordinary.

Some people chase peace in quiet places. Others find it with a full tank of gas, the wind in their face, and colors loud enough to wake up the whole highway.





Look at them. No deadlines. No drama. No arguing in the comments section. Just two little forest philosophers posted up ...
02/27/2026

Look at them. No deadlines. No drama. No arguing in the comments section. Just two little forest philosophers posted up on a branch like, “Yeah man… the wind is what it is.”

Sometimes you don’t need to fix everything. You don’t need to spiral. You don’t need to win the argument. You just need to breathe, fluff up your feathers, and let the cold air hit your face.

Bad day? Channel your inner woodland chill critters . Sit still. Blink slow. Let the world keep spinning without you trying to control it.

Peace, love… and a little owl-level chill. 🦉✌️





You know the one. It’s been sitting there since dial-up. Tires flat, hood half open, grass growing through the bumper. B...
02/25/2026

You know the one. It’s been sitting there since dial-up. Tires flat, hood half open, grass growing through the bumper. But if you even breathe the words “You selling it?” they hit you with, “Nah, I’m gonna fix it.” Bro, you’re like 80 years old and can barely mow the yard on a rudimg mower…. If you know the “gonna fix it up” people, tag them…IKYK





Every minute is a fresh chance, and I think we forget that. The clock ticks and we act like we’re stuck being the same p...
02/23/2026

Every minute is a fresh chance, and I think we forget that. The clock ticks and we act like we’re stuck being the same person we were five minutes ago… but you can literally start over mid-day. You can change what you say next, what you do next, what you feed your mind next, what you let your heart carry next. You can chopse to lookup from your phone before they’re gone.

One today is worth two tomorrows because tomorrow isn’t guaranteed, and sometimes what you’ve been waiting to do “someday” is the exact thing that gets fulfilled today.

So if you’ve been putting something off—start small, start messy, start right now. This minute counts.

Make your time worth it. Choose to love.
Choose to be happy.
Choose to inspire others.
Choose the light.

The old ones used to say —a river gives water freely…but it still carves its own path through stone.Be generous.Be lovin...
02/18/2026

The old ones used to say —
a river gives water freely…
but it still carves its own path through stone.

Be generous.
Be loving.
Be listening.

But remember —
your spirit was not made to be drained.
Your heart was not made to be handled carelessly.
Your voice was not given to be buried.

Give with an open palm.
Stand with rooted feet.
Let kindness flow —
but guard the sacred fire within. 🔥




The baby felt a shift in the atmosphere.Turned around.And there he was.Sir Fluffsalot. The Overseer. The Unblinking.He k...
02/12/2026

The baby felt a shift in the atmosphere.
Turned around.

And there he was.
Sir Fluffsalot. The Overseer. The Unblinking.

He knows.
He saw you eat the last snack.
He saw you sit in his spot.

Now you live under feline law.
No sudden movements. No eye contact and definitely… no belly rub attempts.





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The West Tennessee Paranormal Society is a professional paranormal research organization located in Martin, TN that offers paranormal investigation services, workshops and seminars as well as spiritual wellness consultations.