Ever since I had the ability to read and comprehend, I knew innately that there was something else beyond the veil. God gifted me with the ability to open my third eye, meaning that I was able to see and communicate with the spiritual realm starting at the age of 14. During a very tumultuous time in my and my family’s lives, I contemplated suicide, because as a child it is so hard to see the proverbial “light at the end of the tunnel.”
I lost hope and Faith in the Divine until one chilly March afternoon when my Indian Spirit Guide appeared to me. She was quite beautiful with her two long braids on each side of her head and gentle smile on her face and eyes that were so full of love and knowledge. I noticed that this strange Native American woman that I had never seen in our neighborhood was 8 or 9 months pregnant and that she just appeared and was now staring intently at me. No words were ever spoken between us, but the telepathic message she gave me still lives within in me almost 40 years later. She told me that “God had sent her to me and that He knew what my family was struggling with, but that he had a specific message just for me…she went on to say that “whatever I was contemplating was not the answer, that God loved me so much and if I trusted Him, that my life would change very soon.” The beautiful messenger vanished after her message was delivered and after I was able to digest this very strange visitation, I soon realized that God was real and that He loved me so much that he made it a point to send one of His messengers to talk with me….encourage me…enlighten me. From that day on, my Faith and my spiritual awareness became heightened. Six months after my divine intervention, my family moved to Japan and my life turned around completely for the better. I believe her being pregnant was a symbol for “new life or a rebirth.”
For many years, I did not acknowledge this “gift” that God had given me until I was a makeup artist for a show featuring paranormal investigators or ghost hunters, which gave me the fuel to delve deeper and gain a better understanding of the spirit realm. When my grandmother passed away in 2006, she was able to communicate to me and my family that she was alright where she was on more than one occasion. This communication was able to give our family a certain level of peace and comfort..to know that she was still there watching over us, protecting us and still very much a big part of our family. My mother never doubted my abilities and was one of my biggest supporters.
On May 4 2016, at precisely 3:26 a.m. I awoke from a horrible dream. My mother appeared to me to tell me that she was going to pass on. I was rattled as I tried to get myself together for the workday. Right as I was walking out of the house, my phone rang and it was my father telling me that mom was in ICU. Although she was in ICU, she was stable, eating and we all fully expected her to get out of there and go home. But after a few days, my spirit told me to get home as soon as I could and arrived Monday, May 9th.
She may have been in pain in her physical body but her mind and spirit was extremely powerful. As soon as my mother saw me her eyes lit up, she told me how happy she was to see me and how ugly she thought my new Converse were… and kept telling me over and over “I wanna go home Tracy…I wanna go home” I tried to reassure her that she needed to fight hard so that she could go home to my father and she agreed. When I went back the next day, I fed her, loved on her and told her a million times how much she meant to me…how much I loved her and she was able to tell me the same things. After sitting quietly for a few moments, she looked at me and told me to go get her makeup bag because she wanted me to do her makeup and hair. She asked me over and over again for me to promise to do it..I agreed. Those moments that I was able to spend with her alone were much more than a daughter caring for her mother, as she did for me when I was a child.
During those moments we stared deeply into one another’s eyes and she conveyed so many different things to me in those gazes and I to her. What I did not realize during those moments is that my mom was experiencing near death awareness. She was straddling both worlds with the complete knowledge and acceptance of her imminent death. I knew that even though it was just her and I alone in that room that my grandmother and Aunt Pinky were there waiting in the wings to assist with her transition, as I had asked and prayed that they would be with her through each step of this battle.
After feeding her dinner and making sure she was comfortable for the night I left. The phone rang at my parent’s home at 6:30 a.m. on May 11th the doctors letting my Dad know that there wasn’t anything else they could do for her in ICU and they would move her down to a room on the Hospice floor. That news felt like an emotional body blow and I laid back down to digest this news. As I laid there my mother began communicating with me in earnest. She told me about her life and how as a skinny, dark-skinned girl with an overbite, that she was able to live an incredible life; A life full of travel, once in a lifetime experiences and adventures abound with my father and her children. She may not have always made the right decisions in life but she had no regrets, but she did the best she could. She told me how much she loved me and how proud she was of me and so glad that she was my mother and how we were able to rebuild our relationship from ashes to make it the loving relationship that came to be. She told me how much she liked my partner Lee and that LOVE and understanding one another is the only thing that’s important. She told me to mend any fences whether it was with family or friends because none of those grievances were worth missing out on important loving relationships. She told me to make sure to take care of my father and make sure he is ok because he was the love of her life and 52 years of marriage was a blessing. She told me to always put family first no matter what. She told me that she so desperately wanted to stay with us but her body would not allow it….this conversation lasted about 10 or 15 mins by my account but in the spirit realm there is no time. I thanked her for entrusting me through all of her communications over the last few days.
The phone rang again 20 minutes later and my father delivered the news that my mom was gone. No amount of disbelief, tears of grief or sorrow could take away the special gifts that I was personally touched by. She knew that her time was short and she was preparing me starting with that dream a week prior. If you add up the numbers of the time I woke up 3:26, it adds up to 11 (May 11)…her wanting to go home was referring to Heaven and her request for me to do her makeup and hair was preparing her baby girl for her transition and she knew I would understand her messages. That I would honor her wishes then and always.
The passing of this wonderful, effervescent spirit that God allowed to be my mother and friend, has been by far the most spiritual event that I’ve ever had. This only reinforces my belief in my divine gifts and the Power of God…that even though the body falls away that the spirit continues to live on in the land of milk and honey…that you can experience intense pain but that Joy can come in the morning.. even though my physical self, experiences despair and pain over the loss of my mother. I know that I can continue to communicate with her in another realm and that she will be looking over all of us and guiding us….that she will be there to greet me…us..when our time has come to transition and that brings me great comfort and peace as our lives move forward. Although your hearts may be heavy please rejoice that she is at peace and that Heaven and life thereafter is real. For anyone that is in doubt that life continues on after death, I can assure you that there is another plane of existence. I will continue my quest to find out more and to hone the spiritual gifts that God has given me.
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