Greetings!

Maybe you have more information on this brief paragraph I recently read.
It said that on Lindbergh's transAtlantic flight, after two hours in a bright white fog, he began to hear spirits talking over his shoulder, telling him navigation info and also 'great knowledge that no mere human could ever expect to know or comprehend.'

Have any of you read more about his ability to hear such Guidance?

Bets

There is a  book called The Circumnavigators that relates a story from a man who sailed around the turn of the last century that in difficult times the pilot of the Pinta had appeared to help him.

http://www.mcallen.lib.tx.us/books/circumna/ci_01.htm

If you like sailing you might like this but I don't know how you'd check it out.

(Where's Bob McKelvey? Maybe he knows something about these stories).

Here are some notes on the book:
http://www.mcallen.lib.tx.us/books/circumna/ci_44nt.htm

se Note#4 on Chap 1.

just for reference
main page on book:
http://www.mcallen.lib.tx.us/books/circumna/ci_a.htm

Hi Bets,
My dad was a pilot and was spiritually inclinded so naturally Charles Lindbergh made his way into our talks.

I know that he visted Nazi Germany October 1938, and received the Service Cross of the German Eagle (Verdienstkreuz der Deutscher Adler), thats the second highest honor the Reich could bestow on noncitizens. Hermann Goering presented to him. After the Pearl Harbor Japanese sneak attack, Roosevelt  had Lindbergh's reinstatement commission refused in the Air Force. And none of the airplane manufacturers were willing to give him a job, except for Henry Ford.

From aside all the things that are written of him. The man seemed to be quite frankly "realistic" for my taste. As his actions speak for him. Immediately after Germany's defeat, Lindbergh went to see the aftermath for himself. 1945 he toured the Belsen concentration camp and witnessed ditches full of cremated ashes. He wasnt affraid to say it like it was: He stated: "What the German has done to the Jew in Europe, we are doing to the Jap in the Pacific." Lindbergh believed at the time that even if the Germans were up to no good, we americans certainly had no right to judge them.

I dont want to do the man any unjustice whatso ever, but lets not forget that pilots back then had been given free of charge amp-vitamins, aka speed so to concentrate better during flight and war, not to mention cocain okay. Pending on his usage, if at all - that might just have bearing as to what he can see or saw, I am sure that you would agree.

Sort of like: Pour Nanner a bottle of Vodka down her throat and I`ll garantee you that she sees little red imps jumping on the bed laughing at her and telling her to make the bed a certain way...( as you can tell I dont like Vodka, as I always seem to use it as an example...lol)


This is what I found on him for you: (Quote)

http://healinghearts.5u.com/ghosts.htm
Charles Lindbergh's Friendly Ghosts

When Charles Lindbergh was in a pickle flying across the Atlantic with his plane "Spirit of St. Louis" in 1927, unknown but very friendly phantoms accompanied him during his famous solo flight. Lindbergh told afterwards that on his historic flight across the ocean, the plane's freezing cold fuselage decked with ice was filled with "ghostly presences!"
He said, "Those phantoms speak with human voices. They are friendly, vapor-like shapes without substance, able to appear or disappear at will, to pass in and out through the walls of the fuselage..." He wrote the ghosts gave him advice on his flight: "They were discussing problems of my navigation, reassuring me, giving me messages of importance unattainable in ordinary life." "These spirits have no rigid bodies, yet they remain human in outline and form They're neither intruders nor strangers, it's more like a gathering of friends and family after years of separation, as though I'd known all of them before in some past life." He said.
Lindbergh made it safely across, thanks to his good ghosts, no doubt!

http://www.beliefnet.com/story/115/story_11545_1.html

Lindbergh became an international hero, winning a $25,000 prize and the admiration of millions for his daring feat. But is it possible that Heaven intervened to sustain him on his trip—and bring him safely back to earth?
Just before 8 A.M. on the morning of May 20, 1927, Lindbergh took off from Roosevelt Field, Long Island. The ground was wet; the takeoff was sluggish. Lindbergh had carefully supervised the building of his plane, “The Spirit of St. Louis,” but had equipped himself with only four sandwiches and two canteens of water for the long flight.

Lindbergh flew northeast along the New England coast until he reached St. Johns, Newfoundland. In an era before air travel, people all along the route scanned the sky, waiting for a sight of the small plane. Others, not so lucky, waited by their radios for news of the flight. At Newfoundland, Lindbergh headed east across the Atlantic as the sky darkened. He was alone, with only a compass, an airspeed indicator, and luck to navigate toward Paris.

Writing in his memoirs, Lindbergh remembered watching darkness descend and a thick fog form over the ocean: "Darkness set in about 8:15 and a thin, low fog formed over the sea....This fog became thicker and increased in height until within two hours I was just skimming the top of storm clouds at about ten thousand feet. Even at this altitude there was a thick haze through which only the stars directly overhead could be seen. There was no moon and it was very dark." ..........................

http://members.shaw.ca/stgeorgesucweb/lindbergh.htm

Hugs,
Nanner