Haunted Hawai’i

Hey, everyone! Heather here! Our resident investigator, charter member, and sensitive Tammy has written an awesome post about her recent trip to Hawai’i and how the trip affected her paranormal sensibilities. Enjoy!

For the record, I don’t usually spend my vacation days looking for haunting experiences.  That said, when we arrived in Hawaii and started planning excursions, I found an opportunity to experience the eerie.  In fact, there were a number of places and stories that fit right into that file in my brain labeled PARANORMAL.

Because of the strong presence of the elements in Hawaii, just being there awakens something mystical in the open-minded visitor.  Here molten fire oozes into the Pacific waters, pushing steam and heat into the air and forming new land of lava rock.  The trade winds blow coolly over the lanai as the sun melts into the horizon.  High on Mauna Kea in winter, snow covers the mountain and locals can snowboard and surf on the same day.  Having so many biomes in one location is magical.

In addition to natural elements of the islands, there are places of great spiritual and historical significance to the Hawaiian people.  Such a place is called a heaiu, or temple.  One particular temple was the perfect side trip on our journey to the northern part of Hawaii Island – Mo’okini Heaiu.  This 1500-year-old heaiu was home to spiritual gatherings, some of which involved human sacrifice.  The war god was invoked here and on the rock pictured below, human sacrifices had their flesh stripped from the bones.  Some bones were ideal for making large fishhooks.  I know.  That’s creepy.


The feeling surrounding the heiau, even on the beautiful coastline nearby, is lifeless.  The only sound is the wind rushing through dry grasses amid the rocky soil.  Even the sight of Maui in the distance does nothing to lessen the grim impact of walking along the path where many took their last footsteps.  It doesn’t take any clairvoyant skill to soak up the sadness, terror, and spiritual fervor that must have been overwhelming during ceremonies.

Miles down the coastline in Keauhou is The End of the World.  Not literally, no – though it could be for you if you jump from the cliffs in the wrong place.  The End of the World is the site of a great battle and the subsequent burials of hundreds of people who fought over changing beliefs and practices in early Hawaiian history.  The surf crashing into the lava rocks is an incredible sensory experience and a visitor can imagine the juxtaposition of this beautiful scenery against the gruesome scenes of death nearby.


Most of our adventures were on Hawaii Island, but we did go to Oahu for the specific purpose of visiting Pearl Harbor and the North Shore.  Pearl Harbor provided the opportunity to honor our service men and women who so freely sacrifice for our country.  We were able to take a boat to the USS Arizona Memorial and stand over the remains of the formidable battleship that sank in the harbor with hundreds of men hopelessly trapped inside.  As you can imagine, this can be a taxing emotional experience for anyone, but especially for an empathic soul like me.  The picture below shows the sheen of oil on the water.  This oil is still leaking at the rate of a few quarts a day from the ship.  The black swirls that find their way to the surface are called the “black tears of the Arizona.”


Some report they hear sounds of banging from the ship, as if men are still trying to escape.  In reality, we do know that there are men who survived and lived with such intense survivor’s guilt that their final wish was to have their remains scattered or interred with those of their lost brothers in the harbor.   That knowledge, the real film footage from the theater, and the flag flapping in the breeze against the white memorial all contribute to the eerie sadness of this place.

I guess the moral of this story is that if you are interested in and open to the paranormal, you can find experiences everywhere, even on vacation.  Who knows?  Maybe your condo will be haunted . . .

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About Heather Scarbro Dobson

I wish I was Wonder Woman, but I'm actually a wife, mother of three, author, paranormal investigator, and a stay-at-home astronaut. When I'm not terrorizing the Bible Belt PTA with my purple hair and "Hail Satan" shirt, you can find me at home, binge-watching "Charlie's Angels."
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2 Responses to Haunted Hawai’i

  1. PigLove says:

    Great report! I have a friend that left for Hawaii today. I sent him the link to your post. XOXO – Bacon

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