Thursday morning JJ and I headed out to Belle Isle for our adventure. It was a beautiful, warm, sunny day – perfect for the hikers, bikers, and people wandering aimlessly on the island’s many trails. It was bustling with people eager to soak up the great outdoors. The isle’s 54 acres are covered mostly by trees, though there are grassy areas and small cliffs, and it is right in the middle of the class 5 rapids of the James River. It was a fantastic site to see. However, we all know that was not why we were there.
While I was there, I kept my mind open in hopes of answering the one question that drew me to the island in the first place – Why did that little girl in my dream not want to go to Belle Isle? JJ and I wandered for a while when I was drawn toward the river. We walked slowly along a gravel trail that seemed to wrap the whole way around the island until we came to an area where there were very large, smooth rocks peaking out of the rapids. I stopped, staring at those rocks for a few moments when a very strong sense of sadness came over me. It was at that moment that I sensed the presence of a woman in her 30′s. I don’t believe it was an active spirit but a residual energy in that spot. I felt a great deal of fear there, and overwhelming mournfulness. That woman died there on those rocks. She slipped and fell into the rapids as her two small children looked on in horror.
I believe that is the reason that little girl did not want to go to Belle Isle. She did not want to spend the day playing in the river that killed her mother.
I will research this further and see if there is any reports of a woman dying in the river and post the results.
That’s so sad! :’(