Ghosts and the Paranormal: The Night My Spirit Guide Appeared to Me
Do you believe in Ghosts or the Paranormal?
I am sure that this question has been asked thousands of times throughout the centuries and is still asked today. Perhaps even more than ever.
There are basically 3 types of people when it comes to the subject of ghosts and the Paranormal:
- Can't Explain-ers
It really doesn't matter whether or not we believe in ghosts, paranormal activities, spirits, etc.
What does matter is that we respect each other for our own beliefs and always listen with open minds and non-judgemental hearts.
Oh what a concept, huh? What if the human race acted accordingly with every subject?
(another time, another Hub)
Respect and be Respected
I can honestly say that I have always believed in ghosts, paranormal activity, and spirits. The whole idea that the possibility of those who try to communicate to us from the afterworld is amazing to me.
I can go on to further state that I am not one that constantly talks about it, or tries to push my beliefs or concepts onto another. I have great respect for the paranormal and even greater respect for the experiences that I have been through.
I do know this, that when I meditate, comtemplate and stay intune with myself and my spirit guide, I receive guidance and answers. When I don't take the time to listen, I miss out on wonderful opportunities.
Time of Sharing
I have only shared this experience with a few people in my lifetime. Two of those whom I had shared were actually around me at the time and knew exactly what was happening. The others were amazed at my experience and had a great understanding of why I had it.
I am offering up this experience at this time because it is time to share.
I am not trying to make believers out of anyone. It is your journey to find your own spirit guide and to experience the paranormal when your mind is in the right place.
I do swear with all my heart that this occurred and I have witnesses to the fact.
In 1997, while living on the island of Kauai, I began to have, what you might say, premonitions of things that were going to happen in my life. At first I ignored the feelings and the thoughts I would get. Probably because I wasn't able to explain them and frankly didn't want to take the time to do so.
One beautiful day I was driving through town to do a little shopping and thinking about what I was going to fix for dinner. The sun was shining and there was not a lot of traffic during that time of the day. The next thing I remember seeing before me were the Adobe flats against the Arizona mountains. The red clay and purple hues were vivid. The flats surrounded my entire existence. On the right side there were abobe-style houses with flat roofs, windows with no glass and a fire pit by each building. On my left were children, both female and male of all ages and sizes. What really stood out for me was that they were all dressed in white and every child adorned some fashion of color. For instance, a boy would wear a red sash around his waist, another wore a yellow bandanna around his neck, a young girl had a bright blue shawl, the other a green scarf, etc.
I also noticed lots of trees on both sides (which I thought to myself was strange for this part of Arizona)
The next thing I know I was at the store (5 miles later). The scene still very vivid in my mind and yet I had no recollection of how I ended up at the store.
This was the beginning.
A Message From a Grandmother
1997 was the year I signed onto the internet for the first time and chatrooms were very popular then. I had joined a dog fanciers chatroom where we would discuss the types of dogs we had and how to take care of them, etc. It was there I met a young woman about my age with whom I had more in common with than just dogs. We were both of Native American descent and would talk on different subjects regarding our races and also our families. We would soon become phone pals as well. However, because cell phones were just becoming the new kid on the block, I did not own one at that time and it was very expensive to call state to state, especially from Hawaii to Wyoming. Therefore, our "phone chats" were limited to 1-2 times per month.
One evening, I was talking on the computer with another friend from Colorado who had just lost a grandmother who had raised her from a small child and was having a hard time. As I attempted to comfort her, I became frozen in my chair, except my forearms and hands, and I began to type the following (Vicki could barley keep up with me and to this day, I still don't know how I was able to type so fast):
Vicki: I just don't know how I'm going deal with this.
At that moment I saw a person standing off to my right. Dark billowy figure, yet I could make out what she was wearing and her facial/hair features.
Myself: Vicki, hold on please.........(pause) I have to ask you something.
Vicki: ok, what?
Myself: Did your Grandmother have gray hair and wear it up?
Myself: Did she ever wear a flower print dress with a big white collar?
Vicki: She was buried in a floral dress with a white collar. Why? what's going on?
Myself: Wait please, just answer the questions.
Myself: I Think your grandmother might be standing here next to me. I'm not scared but it's really strange seeing this. I also see a whole bunch of children all around her, as if she's telling them a story.
Vicki: Oh my God Lisa, She was a kindergarten teacher up until the day she died!
Myself: ok, well she has the biggest smile on her face right now..grinning from ear to ear.
Vicki: Her smile was huge!
Myself: ok, wait.. now I see a bird flying around her. I think it's an eagle or maybe a hawk.
Vicki: Lisa, her favorite bird was the Hawk. She had books and books about hawks.
Myself: Vicki, I get the feeling that she wants you to be ok with her passing. She is very happy and is in a good place. She loves you and she wants you to always look for the hawk, and she'll be there watching over you.
Vicki: I saw a hawk this morning when I went for my walk. It stayed with me the entire time.
The figure was fading and I was able to get up and move around. I told Vicki that I had to get up and take a break. I gave her my love and we shut down the chat.
I wasn't sure what just happened, but I do know that it was amazing to me. I did find that I was listening intently to the spirit and what it was trying to tell me. I may have not have done it as perfect as I could have, but it was well worth the moment.
At that moment, I needed to call my friend Cheyenne in Wyoming and tell her about this experience and get her opinion about it.
We were three hours ahead of Wyoming and it was 11:30 my time so I knew she would be awake. I went into the living room and nestled myself into my recliner and made the call:
Myself: Hey Chey, it's me.
Chey: Hey girl, what's up?
Myself: Just had an amazing experience and I wanted to run it by you. How are you?
Chey: Me and the girls are good. I'm going to take them to the park tomorrow. I've been promising them the entire week.
Myself: Oh very cool. They'll like that. Wish I could join you.
Chey: So what's this "amazing experience" you want to share.
I proceeded to tell her about what happened with Vicki and and asked her what I she thought.
Chey: Sounds like the grandmother used you to communicate with her granddaughter, because she was too emotional to hear her.
Myself: Hmmm makes sense, I guess. All I know it was a strange....
Just then, with the phone nestled under my chin and next to my neck, my entire body became paralyzed.
Myself: Chey, it's happening again. I can't move!
Chey: At all?
Chey: Do you think the grandmother is coming back?
Myself: nooo! Why would she?
At that moment, a figure of a man appeared in front and off to the right of me.
Myself: Oh My God!
Myself: There's a man in front of me! I think he's Native American.
Chey: Can you tell what tribe?
Chey: What does he look like?
Myself:He has a high forehead, high cheek bones, long black hair down to his waist. He's wearing white pants, but no shirt. His nose and chin are very strong. He is wearing a quiver, but he's not carrying a bow. He's just standing there smiling at me.
Chey: You can see all that?
Myself: Yes. He's very handsome, and now he's pacing back and forth right in front of me!
Chey: Lisa, you just described my brother who died in '87!
Myself: Really? I don't get the impression that's who it is.
Chey: Ask him!
Myself: No! Awwweee.. he's gone.
What seemed like a few moments went by and at some point I was able to move freely.
Myself: So what time are you going to take the girls to the park?
Myself: What time are you.....
Chey: Lisa, are you ok?
Myself: I'm fine, why?
Chey: Do you realize what time it is?
Myself: I'm not sure, maybe around 12 or 1am.
Chey: No! Lisa, It's 5 o'clock in the morning!
Myself: What? *looking at the clock and seeing 5:02am
Chey: Lisa, do you have any idea what you've been doing for the past 5 hours?
Myself: What do you mean doing?
Chey: Lisa you have been chanting like crazy! I couldn't understand half of what you were saying, so I put granddad on the phone to see if he could make it out.
Myself: What? Chanting? what the hell was I saying?
Chey: He said you were talking about the "Tree of Life" and those who need us, children, happiness and some other stuff.
Myself: Why didn't you wake me up?
Chey: I tried a few times, but you couldn't hear me! So, I just let you finish what you needed to do. I just didn't realize it would take the next 5 hours! It was really freaky, but you were very sure and solid in your chanting.
Myself: Chey, I need to get off the phone. This is going to be one hell of a phone bill!
Chey: Yes it is. okay girl Get some rest. Love ya
Myself: Love ya too.
I went to bed and awoke 2 hours later feeling very refreshed. As if I had slept all night!
Four Corners, Colorado
Promptly at 7:30am, I called my best friend on the island who has been through many spiritual experiences to tell her of my night.
Myself: You are NOT going to believe the night I had!
Brenda: You need to go to Four Corners!
Brenda: I've been on the phone with Zona since 5:30am who called me to tell me of a friend of mine who needs to go to Four Corners for the answers.
Myself: How does she know it's Four Corners? I thought you and I came to the conclusion that it was Arizona.
Brenda: Well Arizona is part of Four Corners! She said it's Four Corners and that you will have a "visitor" soon.
I told her about the man who visited me and Chey seemed to think it was her deceased brother.
Brenda: No, Zona said it was your spirit guide.
Just then, without warning, he appread right next to me, smiling and rocking back and forth.
Myself: He's here. He's smiling, but I feel like he's losing patience with me.
Brenda: He's not. He wants to make sure you hear him.
As fast as he appeared, he was gone. I moved away from the wall in the hallway and my barefeet had left prominent impressions in the carpet as if I had stepped into cement.
As if orchestrated, Brenda and I spoke in unison, "We need to go to Borders."
We would always find the information we were looking for at Border's Books, whether it be a book, someone we were to meet, just about anything. We called it our "Answer Domain."
The Tree of Life
I picked Brenda up at 9am and headed off to Borders. Once there I headed straight for the Native American Books to see if anything stood out at me.
I was staring at a wall of shelves 30 feet long and 7 feet high filled with Native American literature.
I thought to myself,"Where the hell was I going to find the answer in here and were would I start?".....At the beginning.....
I pulled out every single book, one at a time, checking the title, and the contents page to see if anything stood out. Nothing did. 3 hours later, I stood there with tears in my eyes and asking the greater spirit or my spirit guide to help me find what I was looking for.
As I got ready to go find Brenda to see how she was doing, I bumped into a book that was sticking almost all the way out (knowing without a doubt that this book was not there before and certainly not sticking out) and knocked it to to the floor. It was a thin book with a red and white cover. It wasn't hard to miss. But there it was. I picked it up off the floor, turned it over and read the title, "The Tree of Life." A rush of calm came over me and I knew I had found what I came for. Just then, Brenda came around the corner with another book in her hand, entitled, Colorado and the Four Corners.
Brenda: I found this book on Four Corners and thought you might want to take a look at it.
I opened to the section of the Four Corners.
The very first picture was that of flat adobe mountains, with trees and small adobe homes at the basin. The only thing missing, were.... the children.
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