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(continue) Earlier, when she and I talked, already there were other spirits gathering, and one of them I spoke to, was a built and handsome oriental-mixed guy who had some kind of unexpected accident and died in a hospital from some kind of accident. I saw that he liked surfing and water sports, among other things. Why I spoke to him versus any of the other spirits around is because he was the one whose spirit – I guess you can say – needed to be put back on track the soonest. I wouldn’t say he was earthbound. He was ‘here’ still yet but in limbo, and all he needed was someone to give him a ‘flashlight’ so he can move on to where he belongs and start a new journey.Meantime though, he showed me the scene at the hospital when he passed away and how his spirit was very upset and going about in disbelief that he was dead, saying, “No! No!” and scrambling for someone to bring him back to life kinda thing, but nobody could hear him. Since then, he hadn’t any choice but to accept what happened, only to be soulfully upset with something else. He said his unexpected death made him feel really regretful because while he was alive, he didn’t concern himself with anything and didn’t do anything for anybody. His life was all about him, he said, and that was upsetting him more than his own death. “But it’s too late to do anything now,” he said. “Not necessarily,” I told him, and that, while I never volunteer to advise any spirit to reincarnate, I told him that he can always go around and help other spirits get back on track and find their way too, until he is ready to take the next step in his own direction. That really made him overcome his sorrows and put him, literally, in a new light, beaming with hope and eager to begin a new path of fulfillment. Soon, he expressed his sincere gratitude, and went excitedly on his way. By the time he went on his way, it was already late at night on the physical side, and though there were those others crowding around, I was already quite tired and allowed myself to drift off to sleep. I did experience one other thing with “Pounders” about a week later when I was on my way to the palace. Soon before arriving at the palace, I was drawn to psychically see what was going on at Pounders. I saw a haole boy in the water with light curly hair. He was yelling, “Help! Help!” But he wasn’t in need of help. He was ‘playing’, smiling, as he yelled for help. It was almost as if he was ‘standing’ in the water too, though he was out pretty far for a boy his age, (which he looked to be around 10 years old). He was wore a multi-tan colored outfit that consisted of knickers, a long sleeved shirt, a vest, and a flat top hat that looks similar to a beret. He was a little rascal that one, and soon after came out of the water and went on his way. No harm done.

Kawaiahao Church, the Mission Houses Museum, and Kakaako

Several nights ago, I was in the mood to spiritually venture out, figuring I’d try to check out Kawaiahao Church and the surrounding areas for a friend. Standing outside the premises of the church, there were some spirits there but didn’t seem like anything interesting was there, at least not at that time, so I thought I’d swing by the Mission Houses and see what’s there. I didn’t go walking around there much, and just stood around looking. There were spirits there that was looking at me, wondering who I am and why I was there, which isn’t all that uncommon because like I mentioned before, spirits can usually tell when you’re from ‘this side’.Now I don’t want to sound like I was expecting to see “missionary” spirits but I did. At least a few of them were dressed a little less plain than what I always imagined that period’s ‘fashion’ type was. What I did find rather interesting though, was that the spirits there that I saw didn’t look happy, they looked “upset”, really upset at something. The men looked stressed and tiresome, and the women looked kinda pissed. I didn’t stick around to talk to anybody or anything like that, I just thought I’d go see and that’s what I saw. For some reason, I never cared much for that place, and I don’t know why either.Well, few minutes later, I’m not sure if I was still ‘there’ or I was somewhere nearby because I seemed to be in a concrete building (I had gotten (physically) distracted) and there was a man that was Caucasian and upset-looking as well. He had a side-combed part in his hair and kinda-sorta greased down. He too looked upset. And here’s the deal, maybe I was still at the Mission House, I don’t know, but like the men at the Mission Houses I saw, this guy also looked upset. They had red, tired eyes, like they’ve been working all day and all night and lacked sleep, and at the same time, quite upset about something. They all had suits on. And at this ‘building’ I saw a Chinese lady that looked more ‘modern’ than, say the spirits at the Mission Houses. She didn’t look upset at all, and she looked right at me too, and smiled. Well, something has a bunch of spirits really upset at the Mission Houses Museum, and I’ll see about going back again to see why. Meantime, that was that with that place. I then went to the other side toward the Kawaiahao cemetery on the corner of Punchbowl and Queen and just stood there to see what spirits lurked in the area, having heard of the haunted Kakaako Fire Station down the road. The only spirits I saw rather quickly was couple spirits across the street, then a few more came, and about 2-3 of them were standing on a low level wall that ran alongside the sidewalk, all watching, like they knew something was going to take place. Then after just a little while looking at them, I turned because there came a few spirits that were gray in color, crossing the street coming straight toward me. The first spirit I saw was a lady, around in her 60s. She looked Chinese, lean and kinda pretty for an old lady. She had white hair that was loosely fastened up and she wore a long length, kinda darkish color dress with many small flower prints all over, and it almost looked as if she had a white apron on, almost. Right behind her was couple more spirits. Then more spirits followed right behind, then more. They were just coming out and headed straight my way, and all of them were gray in color. (Not ALL time, but sometimes, in my experiences, spirits that are gray in color, oftentimes are dead and they know that they are dead, but there is something that they’re not at peace with that they need to become at peace with and get that ‘healthy spiritual color’ back, so to speak. Spirits like these can be recently deceased, or have been deceased for many years, but see, spirits do not feel or experience ‘time’ as we do, so even if they’ve been deceased for even a great many years, they don’t really feel it’s been that long – depends how connected they are to this side – but even so, for the most part they do not. What they experience is like being locked in a zone or like a time warp or form of dream, going round and round, looking for an exit, while physical time passes and passes on by.) Anyway, those spirits looked dead alright and distressed, but not negative, and they didn’t have that ‘dead look’ either, which is a good thing because those are spooooky looking. They’re just obviously not at peace and have not crossed over to the other side yet. So they’re all coming and the number was growing, and having been in situations like this many times before, in regards to spirits of any number, sometimes it may really seem like they’re smothering you by getting too close or are being aggressive with wide eyes glaring at you and they’re gonna ‘rush you’, tackle you down, or coming to attack you or something, but most times, the reason they look that way and even feel that way is because they are desperate. They are desperate for help of some kind or desperate to get their message to you, or to ‘anybody’. It is their emotional and/or desperate energies that cause them to look that way and feel that way that can be a really scary experience, but they don’t mean to scare anybody. They aren’t even aware that they’re scaring you with their appearance or movement. They are just desperate for help. If you guys seen the Indiana Jones movie, the Temple of Doom where Indy is in that poor village in India and he is closely surrounded by the village people that are mourning and pleading for his help, THAT is what it’s kind of like. In reality with spirits, it’s more aggressive-like but they’ll surround you just like in that movie. If there are many, everyone wants to be first in line. So you see, what spirits are in that area near the fire station may be why a lot of firemen there experience the spirits that come to them from that area while they’re in a rested state because that is the best time spirits can connect with someone on this side, and those spirits may be trying and trying to get ‘somebody’s’ attention, maybe to tell them something, I don’t know. Additionally, because firemen are ‘saviors’ it is very likely that the spirits know and feel that, and continue to try and get the attention and help from our… friendly neighborhood firemen.*I just now looked on Google Maps to verify that there was a low standing wall across the street that ran alongside the sidewalk with grass behind and I “thought” they were across Punchbowl Street from the cemetery from where I stood, but now I see that I must’ve been on the corner but directly facing Diamond Head direction because there is no low wall on Punchbowl, BUT there is right across the street from where I stood on “Queen Street”. (Sometimes my physical compass is a little off when I experience through my spirit.)

Here is a picture I took of Google Maps of that area. The pink marks the spot where I was, the green is where several spirits were standing and watching, and the yellow directions has to be from where the spirits were coming. Although my compass was off at the beginning before the ‘gray spirits’ came, I’m pretty sure though that the direction the gray spirits came from was from behind the white buildings somewhere. The fire station is farther down the street (the red color building). Getting back to what happened, those spirits nearly got very close to me in a short time, and again, there were a lot more coming from across the street, then all of a sudden, they were being maneuvered back several feet away from me, almost to across the street. Immediately, I thought it was my spirit guide(s) but like I said, I’ve been through times like this before and unless it’s a dangerous sort of situation or if they feel it’s better to keep spirits at a distance from me, they usually don’t put up a spiritual wall, so to speak. So I turned around to my right from the direction whoever was moving the spirits back, and guess who it was? Queen Liliuokalani and her entourage, and it was her guards that had those spirits move back, (probably at her behest). I didn’t think they’d know I was there in the area but obviously they knew, and it was such a delightful surprise to see them, everyone looked and felt very happy, and so I went along with them back to the palace because for some reason, I felt like I had to, and so I did, gladly. I was even more surprised – first puzzled - to see that there were pink and white trimmings around and, long story short, they were celebrating my birthday that was a week ago (then) on 11/11/11. I haven’t been to the palace for a while and I don’t know how they picked that up, but evidently through spiritual connection. Ending the experiences I had last Friday night, I haven’t forgotten about those gray spirits and the ones at the Mission Houses, and I will go back one night and try to see what is all the matter with those areas, and also explain to ‘aunty’ that I’ve been doing this for a really long time, and sometimes spirits need help so they (or ‘she’) will have to let me do what I gotta do, and they’re welcomed to watch if they want to, as with any other spirits around. But this is what I do too, and it’s quite alright.

I recall late one night almost 10 years ago, I spiritually was passing by the UH Manoa campus and saw that there were a lot of spirits walking around campus. I don’t know why but there was a lady spirit walking among the other spirits on campus that caught my eye for some unknown reason. She was wearing a pink and white muumuu and looked to be from maybe the early 70’s kind of generation. She also had dark hair. Well, it was only few years ago when a friend informed me about an article in the 2008 Honolulu Magazine:"Hamilton Library at the University of Hawaii-Manoa: Custodians and students claim they’ve heard strange noises and seen apparitions lurking in the library aisles and in the bathrooms. One janitor reported seeing a young woman dressed in a pink muumuu walking around the mauka wing of the first floor."

University of Hawaii

Mujina

(Faceless ghost)

I always thought mujina’s were always women, until I saw one that wasn’t. This was on Kamehameha Highway in Aiea-Pearlridge heading toward Anna Miller’s direction. There was a young man dressed in a fitted black and white striped shirt with a red scarf, black pants, and a beret-looking cap, from the old days. He had no face but he was riding his bike alongside the sidewalk. What a sight that was. But, at least he was a happy and healthy spirit. (The photo illustrates in green the area and direction where I saw him riding his bike.)

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