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Pearl Harbor, Hawaii - Arizona Memorial

It was one of the most beautiful days of my life. The skies above were such a pretty shade of blue with big fluffy white clouds floating above just scattered enough to accent the sunlight. The breezes honestly caressed your face and played at the edges of the brightly colored clothing of the people gathered around me as I visited the Memorial at Pearl Harbor on the island of Oahu. I seemed to be the only one aware of the many hundreds of spirits calling out to anyone who could see them. The heavy sadness there  broke my heart and seemed so at opposites with the peaceful day.

When you arrive at the welcome center to visit the Memorial that sits out in the water over one of the sunken ships, you are given a time that your ferry will go out for your brief time to observe the site and pay your respects to those men and women who lost their lives on Dec. 7, 1941. Our wait was going to be over 2 hours. I never made it even one hour there. I am a very reluctant medium anyway and I have never used my gift of my sixth sense to actually try to make contact with spirits other than for family or friends. Since I was not seeking them out I had thought that my being there would not be anything that I couldn’t handle but I was so very wrong.

There is a beautifully landscaped wall that borders the water of the harbor from the welcome station and people waiting for their ferry trip lounged all over the grass and the floral scented air carried soft conversations with it. My first sense that the spirits were strong there was when I turned to watch my granddaughters at play and I saw the pixilated lights dancing near a palm tree and knew that a spirit was coming forward. As I waited for that brief minute for the contact that I have learned means some spirit has sensed my ability and is trying to talk to me, more distortions began to appear all around me and immediately my ears began to pick up desperate whisperings. I tried to slow it all down and tried to get some order but these spirits were so eager to get news to their loved ones and they wanted to know about their loved ones. It was the first time in my life that I had so very many spirits approaching me at the same time that I felt I could not take it all in. I “pushed” as hard as I was capable to assure every one of them collectively that all was well with their families … be at peace … let go and move on. Everything is as it should be … you are loved and all will be okay.
My son Derek who has always been able to read me like a book, saw that I was getting an overload, and suggested that we leave.  I have not been well in the last few years following a stroke and he is very protective of my health. He had so wanted me to go out and visit the memorial and toss the beautiful flower lei he had bought for me, into the waters in remembrance of family I lost to the wars. Unfortunately the longer I stayed the worse it got.

Every contact a spirit makes with me takes just a bit of energy from me and as much as I wanted to stay and help them and quiet their fears I simply could not handle it. Thankfully most of those souls that died there have moved on but these were some that seemed trapped there by their fears of an afterlife or some I felt were just residual spirit energies of those that left an imprint at their passing.  They leave something similar to an old home movie of themselves almost like a short time capsule. All I can do with those is observe them because they don’t interact with me. I was able to get a few personal contacts which I have posted under “Lost and Want to be Found” on our other site. One sweet man nicknamed “Red” rushed me and was anxious to get a message to his sweetheart back home in the Midwest. I told him that she was no longer here but had recently passed away and I truly felt she was waiting for him to come through. I spoke of it to my precious daughter-in-law and she said, if he was Enlisted Military then he needs to be told to “in-process”. I laughed as he understood what I was passing on to him. That made it all worth it to see him so happy and feel I was able to help at least one spirit before I left.

The rest of my stay with my son in Honolulu I kept thinking about all the troubled spirits in Pearl Harbor and it weighs heavy on me but I just can’t go there again. If you visit Pearl Harbor and are even slightly “sensitive” you will be able to feel or see the spirits that still haunt the site.  Please try and find a spot away from the distractions and focus on them and send out your message of peace and calm to any that you sense.

I post this photo as a rememberance of Sailors from the 1940's. If you are so inclined please read this Survivor's Tale, from the site the picture was taken from.

 

 

 

I do have an amusing note to add here just so that you know that sometimes having this “gift of seeing” has some laughter and fun to it, I have to share this story. Weeks later as my daughter-in-law and I were returning from some late night shopping, we were driving back home with the windows down … just enjoying each others company and feeling the night air blow through the car. About half way home I heard my Daughter-in-law shout out my name several times and it brought me around … she said “Mom! Are you okay? You seemed to just zone out for a few minutes … what’s the matter?”
I smiled and explained to her that I had just had a spirit scare the heck outta me … it rushed up to the car window and I about jumped outta my skin.  He was there at the side view mirror and his t-shirt sleeve was rolled up over a tattoo of an anchor and rope and his hands were on the car window rim. We were traveling between 50 and 60mph so his sudden appearance took my breath away.

She laughed and said “Mom, you do realize don’t you that this road runs right by Pearl Harbor?”