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Thursday, August 8, 2013

Saved by the Spirits by Jose Prado


La Virgen de Regla (The Virgin of the Rule) Cuba´s Christianized 
version of the Vodoun Sea Goddess Yemaya. Lady of the Ocean, 
Protector of children, mothers, pregnancies, and sailors.

You may not believe me, but this actually happened today. For some time now I've drifted into depression and lack of faith, mostly in myself. But it's been effecting my spiritual life.

I had reached such a lack of faith in humanity in general that I actually began to hate humans. I know it sounds ridiculous but I had become racist against my own kind and likened us unto consumeristic parasites who refuse to change. I stopped my spiritual studies and lost touch with my practice. I'm a Pagan high priest by the way. People look to me for answers as they do their other priests but lately I just wasn't feeling in touch with the Spirits.

I started suffering from insomnia about a month or two ago and just a low morale in general. Today in the late afternoon, about 5:33pm when I woke up from lack of sleep in the prior night, I woke up to my older neighbor banging on my door because her Granddaughter stopped breathing and was having convulsions. The first thing I saw was the little girl not even in first grade yet, in her father's arms saliva dripping from her mouth, she looked like a corpse. The man screaming, begging for help to save his daughter. I F***ing flew to my sister's room, told her to call 9/11 and come help me.

A neighbor asked for ice water (Spanish remedy) to snap the child out of the convulsion. She started breathing but shallow then I heard a voice in my head, in my own voice, say "Call the spirits to save her,"

Even though I'm a spiritual person I'm also skeptical and asked "What can they do?," It suddenly didn't sound like my own voice anymore, it sounded like a man's voice now very irritated saying

"Shut the F@#$ up and do it!"

I didn't argue further, I called on the spirits and right away I saw Angels of light appear around the girl and calming the people down, they started healing her. My head still hurts from what I saw. I saw with my physical eyes their light, it was like staring into the sun at point blank range. And they looked different from the pictures I've seen. Some had multiple heads or faces others had animal heads. One looked like a Lion another like a bird of some sort and a whole host I couldn't see because there were too many.

They were different species but of the same choir I think. But the wings were all Dove like. And they had auras on their heads, they must have been Halos, that looked like a beautiful golden sun set. Then for some reason an impulse rose up in me to call on the Sea Goddess I worship, Yemaya. I screamed Yemaya's name in my head and asked her to save the child.

Yemaya is an African Goddess of the Sea. In Cuban Catholicism and Santeria she is synchronized with the Virgin of Regla. The Goddess is worshipped in many religions and considered the protector of children and mothers. I saw what looked like an entity made of pure water but in the shape of a woman start descending from the air above us.

The spirit who I believe was Mother Yemaya herself put her hands in the girls back (literally inside her back) and things started changing. She inhaled deeply and the color returned to her. So today I offer thanks to the Goddesses and Gods, to the spirits, and to the good people I proudly call my neighbors. Even the UPS man dropped what he was doing to call and help. The cops came in less than three minutes they had to send another ambulance because the first one got a flat tire.

By the time they came, the girl was well. They took her to the hospital and now she's safe and stable. I looked at one officer and said

"I'm glad you guys came,"

He was a young guy possibly early twenties and replied, "It's calls like these that make me wonder if I can do my job,"

He walked away. I've never liked many cops. I'm a socialist and anti-government. But today I didn't see a uniform, or a government, or an ideology. Today I didn't see stupid, petty people caught up in their own BS to notice the world around them. Today my friends I saw the beauty that is still inherent in each and every one of us. Today I saw why the Gods still love us.

My faith in humanity has been restored, and my faith in the Gods and spirits made even greater. I wish I could've stopped that officer and told him "No brother, you did your job today,"  but I was helping the Grandmother, using my abilities to calm her down. I will never, ever doubt the spirits again. You may not believe me but I'm telling you I saw it. No matter what religion you believe in know this : there are divine powers out there, they are with us, and they love us.

Praise be to the Divine Ones.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Angel Feathers

 Illustration "Angel Feather" 
Photo by Joao Estevao Andrade de Freitas 
courtesy of wikimedia commons.

This is the account of Bjørn in Oslo and his girlfriend Eva, this happened to them back in the winter of 2009.

My girlfriend Eva has always been a big believer in Angels, collecting all sorts of Angel art, items, pictures and so on. In the winter of 2009 she fell in hardship and were not feeling well. The strange thing was that she swore there were angels with her each time she go to the doctor she say how she could see their feathers around her. At first I just thought it was in her mind.

Then we started finding small white feathers around in the home, each time she go to the doctor and return we would notice more feathers floating around in our apartment. And each time this happen Eva would get more high spirited and feel slightly better.

Then I found out where the feathers came from Eva's winter jacket with feather filling had a small hole in the back, and whenever she put it on or off for her doctors visits more feathers would come out. Eva were still not felling all that well and I could not get myself to let her know that the angel feathers she noticed around were from her jacket, since it seemed to make her better I let it go.

By the time spring came Eva were well again and donned her winter jacket. I silently patched it up for her. She still feel the angels are with her even without the "angel feathers" floating around.

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

One Scary Flight: Detroit - Amsterdam

Photo PJ 2006

This story is about my flight from Detroit to Amsterdam in February 2002. Few times have I had the information come true as clearly as ahead of this flight, as soon as I touched my tickets I saw it from start to end, and a deep confirmation that there was no need to worry.

The plane in Detroit was obviously not one of their newest, since it did not look the best neither on the outside or on the inside. The plane itself was about 2/3 full and almost half of the passengers was dressed in different clerical garbs, I spotted nuns, priests, preachers, ministers, monks and even a cardinal. The first sign of trouble already started during take-off, with two of the cabin sealing-plates falling from the shaking. This caused the first take-off to be put on hold while the crew checked the open space for possible hidden explosive devises, and other dangers. After a short pause, the captain announced that they would now be ready to continue on the flight to Amsterdam and for the passengers in the back of the plane where the sealing plates had fallen to move forward to the empty seats in the front, I was one of those that moved 4 rows ahead.

The rest of the flight was pretty uneventful until we got close to Amsterdam, the captain announced that there was hurricane strength winds in the area and they could only land on one of the airstrips, and would be doing circles until it was clear for landing, as we entered the turbulent winds the cabin plates started collapsing, filling the cabin with fine dust, noise and commotion, for each circling while waiting to land more plates fell lose, and all the monks, nuns, priests, preachers, ministers and clerics of all sorts, was each praying in their own way, as the plane was literally falling apart from the inside out. I already had an inner peace confirming that this would be a safe journey, and I had already had the flash from holding the ticket earlier seeing it from start to end as a scary event but with no harm to any of us so I did not worry at all. It did eventually get the clear signal to land and one could literally feel the pressing emotional sphere in the plane lighten when we were all finally safe on the ground in Amsterdam.

I have always had a special connection with flights, and have always seen them in details from start to end, perhaps it has something to do with the fact that I was almost born in the air, in a ambulance plane using an emergency cesarean, which just happened to be postponed in the very last minute when the midwife and the emergency doctor agreed that my vital signs was stable enough to wait until my mother reached the hospital a few more minutes away.


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