Voodoo Priestess & Celebrity Psychic Investigator
Born on the bayou and raised in the Crescent City, Bloody Mary is a New Orleans storyteller, historian, priestess, psychic and paranormal investigator with deep family roots in the city.
Bloody Mary is blood kin to early Creole pioneers; especially interesting is her first Creole family founder, Claude Trepanier, whose wife was an actual Casket Girl, Genevieve Burrell. This makes all of us blood kin to Voodoo Queen Marie Laveau and the beloved, soon-to-be saint, Mother Henriette Delille (we are 5th or 6th cousins).
Other connections include New Orleans Catholic sisters, saints, and sinners, alongside many governors, mayors, martyrs, farmers, and prominent citizens like the famous author Charles Gayarré—the father of Louisiana history—civil rights activist and restaurateur Dooky Chase, early rock ‘n’ roll pioneer Fats Domino, and suffragette and columnist advisor Dorothy Dix. Add to that the Royal House of Bourbon and the original Bloody Mary, Mary Tudor, who is my 3rd cousin.

This born-and-raised Bloody Mary (me) grew up to be a profound priestess, historian, author, and guide who serves New Orleans as a culture bearer, a “griot,” ghost whisperer, storyteller, and psychopomp (“guide of souls”). Mary is a fearless enthusiast about her hometown and all of its history, heritage, and mysticism. Her Voodoo house, or Cabildo, is primarily rooted in New Orleans Voodoo, which came here in the eighteenth century directly from its African sources, combined with Latin Catholic and local Indigenous influences. Later, other African diasporic traditions arrived from Haiti and Cuba, joining forces with the local practice. She is initiated into those traditions, alongside Irish and French magic from her bloodlines, with spiritualism and swamp magic in her veins.
Mary is a consanguineal descendant of the Laveau-Trudeau line, making her bloodline kin to Marie Laveau and sharing common great-grandparents from Normandy, France, with roots here since 1699. Fast forward to the 20th century, 10 generations later: Mary’s mother was born in the Témé neighborhood and attended St. Joseph Convent School there before she quit, left the convent, and married Mary’s father, who was stationed at Fort Leroy Johnson during World War II before being shipped to Africa for four years. He poured gypsy blood from the Carpathian mountain region of Hungary and Poland into the family—and she later out-sourced her husband, as did I! Upon his return, they raised a Catholic family in the 7th Ward of Orleans Parish, and Mary was born in Hotel Dieu.
“I saw visions of Mary, the saints, and ghosts as a child. I was kicked out of Frances Cabrini Catholic School in the 8th grade by a hunchbacked midget nun by the name of Sr. Kathleen, mainly for hanging out with protestant boys and having ‘dreams that weren’t normal’—they were, however, paranormal! By the time high school was in full swing, the massive suburban exodus occurred, but only for a moment, because I graduated early and brought back my 7th Ward swagger to the then-UNO in Orleans Parish, bouncing from the French Quarter to the lake!”
Sharing her experiences with others got her into trouble (though now she does it for a living). A lifetime of psychic and supernatural behavior, alongside a close relationship with saints, sinners, and spirits, started her on her journey. Many ghosts had already gone bump in the night, so she set out on an early adventure to find out why. Now, she teaches why!
You will also find her on TV and in cinema, featured in over 2,000 international documentaries, reality shows, radio programs, and podcasts about the other side of her hometown. See her introduce you to our spirit legends, fabulous graveyards, and share her occult expertise on the supernatural aspects of her hometown and its famous haunted houses—both personal and business! She has four published books and is working on her fifth. Look for her shows on Nat Geo, Discovery, Travel, History, and Syfy channels, as well as YouTube: Buzzfeed Unsolved, Haunted History, Paranormal Files, Paranormal Lockdown, and Ghost Adventures, where her personal home is featured in the top 10 scariest episodes! Check her out on TikTok and her YouTube channel.
Bloody Mary is a 10th-generation Creole whose family came to New Orleans before there was a New Orleans, arriving in 1699 with a founding expedition to fortify the Gulf Coast for France. Literally, she shares the first French footsteps with her French ancestor Claude Trepanier near Ocean Springs with Pierre Le Moyne d’Iberville. There, they built the first settlement, Fort Maurepas. Then they moved closer to build Fort St. John in 1701 to protect the Lake Pontchartrain entrance into what is now New Orleans, followed by Fort St. Charles and St. Louis, and the Vieux Carré (French Quarter) by 1718 as La Nouvelle-Orléans. Those same ancestors set sail from Normandy, France, to claim territory here in a pre-colonial expedition.
Claude was given a land grant as a reward in the not-yet-built New Orleans, built his house near what is now Place d’Armes (Jackson Square) on the lot where the famous Muriel’s Restaurant stands today, and married an actual “Casket Girl.” It is from these French roots that I am consanguineal issue, connected by blood from France to many founding Creoles, including Voodoo Queen Marie Catherine Laveau and the beloved Mother Henriette Delille, who is currently up for sainthood! As a first-founding family here, the Trepaniers share these common ancestors with many in town. Claude Trepanier is my 1st cousin, marking where our Creole roots begin and our bloodline connections lie. We are both consanguineal descendants and cousins to Claude; as blood kin, we share great-grandparents from France and New France, Robert Drouin and Anne Cloutier, with the actual Casket Girl Genevieve Burrell married into the crew! I’m related to many of our ghosts and a few vampires.
After many challenges of worthiness as a Voodoo Queen, Bloody Mary is both an initiated and bloodline Voodoo Queen in the New Orleans Voodoo tradition, an initiated Mambo Asogwe in Haitian Voodoo, and a YaYa Nkisi in Palo Reglas de Congo. Her dedication to the culture, New Orleans history, and mysticism is shared alongside her spirit ancestors. She is also a Mami Wata priestess (Mamiissi).
Spiritism holds a large place in her heart, which she shares with you through séances and mediumship. As a true mystic, she combines her abilities as a shaman, mambo, queen, yaia, and spiritism psychic into all aspects of her life. She was born and raised New Orleans Catholic within a Latin Catholic culture, and visions and visits from spirits have surrounded her since childhood.
As an artist, Mary designs her work with an empath’s heart, a historian’s detail, and a researcher’s mind. Her psychic abilities have always lent second sight to all aspects of her work. Her rootwork and Hoodoo help heal lives and afterlives, as well as the actual land and waters all around. Bloody Mary is an expert spiritual healer, called in to heal the living and the dead—people, places, and things. She cleanses people of unclean entities (even on movie sets!). Though exorcisms are sometimes necessary, she prefers to be an advocate for spirits’ rights, so she tries to instill methods of cooperation first.
Add impeccable storytelling, ritual execution, and, of course, paranormal investigations with spirit connections, and these gifts magnify a well-rounded technique that she shares with visitors as “Voodoo Paranormal.” Her house has 32+ years of professional paranormal investigations to draw from and a lifetime of connection; she learned directly from the spirits and elders. Each blessing guides her to unearth old knowledge that enhances her scholarly pursuits. This psychic knowledge works in tandem with avid research, creating a unique and holistic approach to understanding her hometown of New Orleans and the unseen worlds. She gladly shares it all with you!
What Guests are Saying
Why Bloody Mary
There are Many Answers to the Question “Why?”
Bloody Mary is my chosen pen name and one of my priestess names, but there are many answers to the question “Why?”
For the record, I don’t drink blood, I don’t drink Bloody Marys, nor do I perform blood sacrifices. On the surface, the name “Bloody Mary” conjures ideas of darkness or danger. As a shaman and anthropological researcher, I have indeed studied the macabre and multifaceted historical beliefs surrounding blood and the thoughts it invokes, but it is in folklore, too! Plus, I do mirror magic!
WHY BLOODY MARY?
“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 me by email begging me not to hurt them, while others prank call me. Sometimes I play along; sometimes I explain it to them logically. It all depends on my mood.
“Bloody Mary” in itself represents the sometimes-frightening prospect of reaching adulthood. The name I adopted invokes fear, intrigue, and hope, with a splash of horror! However, I am also a healer by trade, and at the same time, my Voodoo and psychic energies make some people fearful or hesitant. The name is very fitting, and it began just for the ghost tours, but it stuck to me everywhere. I do have different secret ordained priestess names, too! Oh, it doesn’t hurt that my bloodline is connected to Queen Elizabeth and then Queen Mary I (also known as “Bloody Mary”), and my dad’s side is from the Carpathian Mountains, coming from Polish Romanies!
Bloodline & Early Life
I am a collateral descendant of Queen Mary I (a.k.a. Bloody Mary) and a descendant of Robert the Bruce, the Templar King, as well as the Stewarts of the time from my matriarchal lineage. I am a first cousin to Shakespeare! I am also a 12th cousin once removed to Queen Elizabeth. My family tree branched to New Orleans—then a French territory—in 1699, bringing along its Pictish, British, Scottish, Polish, Romani, Spanish, and French heritage.
It seems even a little Native American Ishak-Atakapa made its way in through the Pointe Coupee and Plaquemines areas of Louisiana when some of my ancestors moved after first landing here. They spread to the plantation areas in what is now known as “Cajun country”—White Castle, St. Gabriel, Donaldsonville, Iberville, St. Charles, Ascension, and Orleans Parish areas.
My great-grandmother, great-great-nanny, and “Memi” lived on St. Anne Street, between Rampart and Burgundy streets, in the late 1880s—just across the street from the famed Marie Laveau cottage. Memi knew her well. Nanny had five children who were all delivered at that 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 Philomene Laveau or a granddaughter by that point in 1885, but the Laveaus were involved. I am bloodline kin to the Laveaus, sharing common French ancestors—10th great-grandparents who came here in 1699 as first settlers. Did Grandma know? Would they have spoken openly about it?
Like many old Creoles, our cousins were of many colors—a point that became more hidden as the Civil War approached and during the Jim Crowe era. 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 passed those tales down to us. Grandma grew up and made Voodoo dolls, gave us ritual baths with Florida water, and made sure the bottoms of the trees were painted white. She talked about blue blood and cousins all around. Did Marie know they were related? Maybe! That would link both Marie and my first Creole ancestor explorer family here in 1699, originating from Normandy, France, through the Trepaniers.
Eventually, time helped move them across the river to the Bayou Goula, White Castle, and Plaquemines areas around River Road. My Native American, French, and Italian blood comes from both sides of the family, including the Plaquemine Trosclairs—originally “Troxler” from the European area of Alsace-Lorraine. That branch moved to Louisiana in 1718, settling in the River Parishes of St. James and Ascension, participating in commerce and trade up the river to 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 1700s!
There is a lot of Irish, English, and ancient Dalriadan Scottish heritage, and my father’s lineage added Eastern European to the brew—Polish gypsy with a bit of Eastern European Carpathian Mountain magic trickling down (alongside some alleged vampires and the taboo G-word, too!). My great-grandfather was from Lutołcin, a village in east-central Poland. “Carpathian gypsy” or Bergitka Roma is a recognized Romani ethnic subgroup in Poland, primarily living in the south near the Carpathian Mountains.
New Orleans’ whole history changed as the turn of the 20th century neared, prompting a mass exodus, a New Orleans Voodoo diaspora, and Creoles of all colors fleeing. I understand this even more in part due to the voices from the past—spirits whispering in my ear. The history taught in most American schools does not shed light on the entirety of the Civil War. Even many New Orleans history books were written from an American-only viewpoint. Slavery is always oppression no matter how you slice it, and an entire Creole culture suffered in the wake. We are still seeing the repercussions of hate and racial injustice today. New Orleans had many African Creole historic “firsts” and is a proud people. Black lives matter. Our multicultural gumbo town matters. All races here are proud of our European Latin Catholic, French, and Afro-Caribbean heritage.
However, with these family remembrances of early 20th-century issues and newly acquired academic knowledge of the Creole plight, I understand more of the big picture.
These things had a profound effect on the history of New Orleans, cultural development, and even Voodoo—and 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 late 19th and early 20th centuries?
Along the way, I became one with swamp magic, trees, and nature spirits that were whispering in my ear. A bit of plantation Voodoo and swamp monsters came out to play. My mother was a St. Joseph nun before she married my dad. So I came from a very Catholic background, yet Voodoo was infused with folk Catholicism here and in many of our customs. Even as a child, I passed ghost stories along in the night to my friends. We used our New Orleans cemeteries as playgrounds as we watched our parents shed a tear as they tended to the tombs.
By the time I was in high school, all these spirits came knocking regularly on my bedroom door, and I was leading ghost hunts for the neighborhood gang at some of the same places I take people to today! During my college years, I escaped to New York and escorted many back here to the hidden side of my spirited home. I returned home; my true calling was here. The spirit world and New Orleans is home.

Spiritualism & Beginner
Psychic Medium
Ghost Hunter Start 1977

Swamp Magic
Shaman, Mystic, Healer, Traituer, Hoodoo 1989

American Board of
Hypnotherapy 2006

Mammissi: Priestess of the River
Maman You
and Mami Wata 1994

YaYa Nkisi in Palo
“Regales de Congo”
and Spirtismo 2018

Occult Curator Bloody Mary’s Tours 1994
Ghost Gallery 1999
& Haunted Museum 2016

New Orleans Voodoo Queen
Bishop of Le Salon L’Esprit de la Verite; New Orleans Voodoo Cabildo Est. 1999

Mambo Asogwe (priest)
of La Source Ancienne
Oumfor en La Nouvelle Orleans 2005

Knight Priest of the Mystic Knighthood
of the Crowned Heart (Master Kunji-en Qi-Gong) 2006

Twinned Celtic
Priestess of Foxwood
Temple of the Old Religion 2002
More About Bloody Mary
Becoming Bloody Mary
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. By the time I was in high school, all these spirits came knocking regularly on my bedroom door, and I was leading ghost hunts for the neighborhood gang. I escaped to New York and escorted many back here to the hidden side of my spirited home.
The overload of spirit activity, especially after escaping New Orleans, had at some points got so intense that I needed to sever communication with spirits—or so I thought. What I really needed to do was set boundaries. It seemed safer to try to stop the overload, but… I closed one door, only to open another. Then I focused on energy healing, folk magic, hoodoo, and psychic development.
To walk both sides of the veil is a tightrope 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 and Loyola. It is interesting that the many classes I present to interdisciplinary curriculum—Voodoo is exactly that!
My New Orleans homecoming was a barrage of messages and a bevy of ghosts welcoming my return, with Voodoo spirits calling the loudest. Though I had known about Voodoo since I was a small child, I had not truly initiated until I returned home. Adjustments and learning on how to filter and fine-tune my psychic abilities allowed my mediumship to grow. Now I had a small psychic baby and dived directly into studies and apprenticeship to raise him right and bring out to his full potential.
I also guest lecture at Tulane University and Loyola. It is interesting that many of classes to which I have spoken are the interdisciplinary curriculum—Voodoo is exactly that. I am an initiated Haitian Voodoo priestess (mambo) from my Haitian Papa Edgar and Mambo Sallie Ann Glassman. I am a New Orleans Voodoo Queen, handed down from Queen Margret and Queen Rose before her. With the bloodline of Laveau to boost me through, I have title by both state and by the spirit to perform weddings, baptisms, funerals, and everything in between. I am also Yaya Nkisi of Palo to reinto the Congo.
We did 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. Soon I too became the teacher.
Balance and grounding are a necessity; this is one important thing I teach. It is much easier to open the door to our innate psychic abilities than to control and balance it all.
My previous Queen did not have children that followed in her footsteps, and no daughters. It was arranged by spirit vision initiation and flesh followed by a transfer of power to hold her asson and the curtain! There can be a new special spirit reawakening now, one that existed when we mixed and worked together and traded. My job is to bring that back, to soothe hate, 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! It has to be!
Swamp Magic
Swamp magic is New Orleans, and the Mississippi River is our mother. Foremost, I am her avatar, her voice. I teach that we all have the potential to see with more than our eyes and hear with more than our ears, and part of my destiny is to help others 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.
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—though I was kicked out of the 8th grade by a hunchbacked midget nun for having dreams that weren’t “natural” (though they were supernatural!). I also have many natural psychics in my family, and our prophetic dreams seem hereditary.
The Catholic saints are still a very important part of my work and healings. The syncretism of saints within Voodoo mysteries has been relevant here since the 1700s. The multicultural mix and racial diversity within Voodoo are also a unique part of New Orleans Voodoo: here, Black and white together, along with local Native American contributions, are historic and important factors to understand and honor.
I also teach Voodoo, Hoodoo, and spirit connection from throughout the other side of the mirror in New Orleans, in books, and in over 2,000 documentaries worldwide to enlighten others and pass the magic of New Orleans Voodoo on.
Hollywood gives Voodoo an evil twist, because evil sells! There have always been those in every religion who let power corrupt them to the dark side. My job is to help balance the light and dark, to heal, and to teach the truth. The sacred storyteller was known as the Griot in Africa, much like the bard of the Celts. Remember, the power of sound is an ancient one and a large part of what I do for the living and the dead.












