I have no idea what made me think about this today except that the mind can be a convoluted place when it comes to jumping from one thought to another! Anyway, I wanted to tell you a little story that happened about twenty years ago, when my oldest daughter was somewhere around 3 or 3-1/2 years old. I just suddenly remembered it, for some reason.
At three years old, my daughter obviously hadn't been in the world for very long.
On this one particular night, Charlotte and I were sitting at the breakfast room table. She was having her dinner, and I was keeping her company. My son, as a toddler, must still have been napping, my youngest daughter wasn't born yet, and my husband was still at work, so the house was very quiet and peaceful...
It was dusk, and in my inane attempts to keep up the mommy/daughter chatter, I mentioned to my child how pretty the newly-emerging moon looked. There was also a subtle sprinkling of stars.
Charlotte gazed quietly at the sky for a minute or two without saying a word. Then, she turned to me very quietly, and very seriously (with blue eyes that have been absolutely penetrating since the first moment she opened them at birth). She said to me, slowly but deliberately, "One day, we're all going back to the very beginning."
Then she turned back to her dinner...
__________________
"It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities"
(Dumbledore to Harry Potter)
My daughter did something weird about a year ago she looked into the far corner of our bedroom and said that's not a bird, that's not a bird, that's a ghost and I said well tell it to come here and then her eyes followed this immaginary bird all the way to my side of the bed, and then I kind of freaked. And I told her well it's probably an angel and asked every night, can you see the angel and she'd say yes!!
I haven't had any creepy things like that from my kids, but my mother tells this story all of the time. Apparently one night right before I had turned 4, we were watching TV in the front room of our house, and I got up and picked up the phone. I sat there and talked for a little while and then came back in the front room. When I got back my mom asked who I was talking to, and I told her it was aunt Jessie. Well, my aunt Jessie was in a coma at the time and everyone had been talking about it, so she figured I'd overheard all the chatter. Even with that in mind it still freaked my mom out because she died the next day.
Not all children "unlearn" all that they "should" between one incarnation to another, and I really believe that's where these extraordinary little episodes come from. My first memory is being in a nurses's arms hearing her say "This is the N***** baby (my maiden name), and me thinking to myself that this is my new role for this go-around. I also had encounters with my newly departed grandmother when I was about 3 1/2 years old.
Jessica I love your story, and I love yours too, KaeEll. (Glad you're better now. We missed you!)
I have some other stories to tell too. Can't right now, though... But, my thinking about Charlotte was that she was "remembering" because she was still so young.
KaeEll, I don't have memories quite as early as yours, but I also have very long-term memories. Among my first is that of trying to tell my mother something, but not having the words yet. Since I was a very early talker, I must have been quite young when this happened. I remember being very frustrated that she couldn't understand me. I also remember crying in the middle of the night with a wet diaper. She came in to change me, and I can remember that I felt so terrible because she looks really tired. I also remember feeling an enormous feeling of gratitude, and love for her...
I'll add another story later. It's suddenly "busy" here at the house!
(edited for syntax!)
-- Edited by Moore ideas at 17:17, 2007-01-27
__________________
"It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities"
(Dumbledore to Harry Potter)
Children see, hear and know things at their young age because they have no knowing that it isnt right or wrong, hence 'childhood imaginary playmates'. Most often their playmates are spirits or angels that they can see, but adults cannot because most were raised to believe that seeing the dead (or beings from another plane or realm if you will) is considered evil ways. They are called indigo children.
The Indigo Child movement believes that the children in question are born with an empathic connection to Earth and others' thoughts. However, due to natural limits in infant communication, Indigo children's supposed abilities (empathy, telepathy, extra-sensory perception and extra-normal perception) are often suppressed by negative parental or societal influence. The Indigo Child movement therefore encourages parents to support those children in whom can be seen traits which are often labeled as negative by mainstream authorities but as positive by Indigo Child theorists.
Ten attributes that describe Indigo children. From www.indigochild.com:
They come into the world with a feeling of royalty (and often act like it). They have a feeling of "deserving to be here," and are surprised when others do not share that. Self-worth is not a big issue; they often tell the parents "who they are." They have difficulty with absolute authority (authority without explanation or choice). They simply will not do certain things; for example, waiting in line is difficult for them. They get frustrated with systems that are ritually oriented and do not require creative thought. They often see better ways of doing things, both at home and in school, which makes them seem like "system busters" (non-conforming to any system). They seem antisocial unless they are with their own kind. If there are no others of like consciousness around them, they often turn inward, feeling like no other human understands them. School is often extremely difficult for them socially. They will not respond to "guilt" discipline ("Wait till your father gets home and finds out what you did"). They are not shy in letting it be known what they need.
TygerLyli, I have a really close friend who has always told me that she thinks my daughter is one of these Indigo children...
I'm not sure about that, but I understand why she might say so!
This daughter seemed to have been born an "old soul", as some would say. I'm not entirely certain how I feel about the reincarnation issue, although I'm not dismissive of it either. I guess that I just have too many questions about it, and am easily confused!
However, I do believe that young children who are new to the Earth are still strongly connected to the purity of the souls they were before they became human. For me, my daughter's observation was more of a memory than anything else, and it just stunned me! She was terribly confident in what she said, and yet so casual about it... For her, it seemed to be nothing other than a statement of fact.
Along these same lines, I have to say that I knew absolutely for certain the EXACT MOMENT when this same daughter was conceived. It was as though I felt her spirit enter me... There's just no other way to put it! I was SO certain, in fact, that I went to my OB/GYN about two weeks later - long before any symptoms had a chance to make themselves known. It was so early that the pregnancy test showed negative. After my appointment, I sat in my car and just wept! I KNEW that I had felt an actual conception occur. It's difficult to explain, but it's the truth... Anyway, two weeks later it was my birthday, and I just couldn't stand it anymore. I needed some resolution, one way or the other. So, the day before, I went to a nearby clinic (my doctor's office was way far away from my house, and I didn't want to drive that far for another possible disappointment), and asked for a pregnancy test. This happened to be a women's clinic where most everyone in the waiting room was very young, very unhappy about an already confirmed pregnancy, and waiting to terminate it. So, when I was told that my test showed positive, I began to cry happy tears, and the nurses looked at me and asked, "This is GOOD news???" I assured them that it was, and then left feeling as though I were walking on air. I HAD known it all along afterall...
Likewise, when our son was born, I felt that I already knew him, and that he had always been with us. He just seemed very familiar to me.
Finally, when my two children were toddlers, I had a powerful dream (a lot of stuff happens to me with dreams) of a little girl who looked just like me, and she told me that she was going to be my little girl. Although I would have loved another baby, I had grown lazy about the idea of going through another pregnancy, so my husband and I weren't trying for a third child just then. If I could have found one under a cabbage patch, I would have been thrilled, but it doesn't exactly work that way! Anyway, I told my husband about my dream right away because it had been so, well... clear!
My third child was a surprise pregnancy, it WAS a little girl, and she DOES look just like me...
__________________
"It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities"
(Dumbledore to Harry Potter)
a medium that I talked to on the phone once, who did a really accurate phone reading said that my son Zachary played with a spirit child in his room, I wonder if he will be able to continue to see spirits or if it's just when they are really little. I try so hard to get lessons from my guides through my dreams, but most times I don't remember them. Although once or twice I've had a dream that came true. Usually something silly like someone getting a haircut! Also I believe that when my Uncle passed away he left a sign at that very moment. I had his email address written on a card that I hadn't touched for about 3 weeks. All of a sudden it was in the middle of my floor at about 2pm on the day he died. And that was the time the docs said he probably passed. I also remember waking up at the exact moment my grandmother left us.
PS I'm glad this topic came up, I've been reading nothing but Medium books lately, I've been obsessed! I am reading John Edward's second book right now and like to watch a show on Lifetime by Lisa Williams, I don't know what my fascination is exactly, just that we are OK after we pass on???
Tina have you ever read anything about the real Alison Dubois. She is the one that the show Medium is based on. Supposedly she is pretty good. I actually havent had any of the experiences that you guys have had, and am almost jealous. I have had small experiences with ghosts, but thats about it. I spent 3 years in Hawaii and the place is crawling with spirits.
Anyways, I watch a lot of Montel and he has Sylvia Brown on his show about once a week, and she talks a lot about what you guys have said about your children talking and playing with spirits.....cool stuff
I believe in paranormal things..i believe that i am indigo. I seen things, heard things as a child, but no one really paid attention to it until one day my family and i were shopping for 'sunday clothes' and one particular dress i put on and came out of dressing room and said with no apparent reason "this is good for danny's funeral" dad and mom were in shock, i didnt know (i was too young) but they knew my uncle danny had cancer..they casually asked "why would you say something like that" I replied, "because i know he's sick, and he will die after lunch" sure enough about 2 weeks later uncle died in the hospital just after his kids left to go get lunch in the cafeteria.
I seen my grandmother before anyone knew she was dead, i woke up about 2 am one morning to my grandma standing at the foot of my bed..i can still hear her say "dont worry about me, i'll be fine" and just then the phone rang, my dad came into my room with tears in his eyes..i told him i already knew grandma was gone and to go tell my sister.
I've dreamt of all of my relatives that have passed 2 weeks before they passed..i would see them in a casket, and everything to the detail (clothes, flower arrangements) was correct in my dreams as it was at the actual funeral.
I have alot of weird stuff like that happen to me all the time. In a way its cool seeing death before it comes, cus at least i get to say my goodbyes..but it sucks at the same time because i know its coming.
shellyinphx wrote: Tina have you ever read anything about the real Alison Dubois. She is the one that the show Medium is based on. Supposedly she is pretty good. I actually havent had any of the experiences that you guys have had, and am almost jealous. I have had small experiences with ghosts, but thats about it. I spent 3 years in Hawaii and the place is crawling with spirits.
Anyways, I watch a lot of Montel and he has Sylvia Brown on his show about once a week, and she talks a lot about what you guys have said about your children talking and playing with spirits.....cool stuff
Yes I read Alison's books, and in that same section of the library are some other good books, wish I could recall the name. A medium from England, her life story read like a novel, I read it in ONE day!
TigerLily, I wouldn't want to have that much info! I've never heard of this Indigo thing, I'll have to look it up when I get a chance.
I don'tknow about being indigo or anything, but I've always been very interested with anything spiritual, including ESP, and the like. Now this totally conflicts with my religioius views so that's why I call myself a Christian with a few modifications lol. In the Christian faith they don't believe in ESP in any way and if it occurs they usually believe that it's of the devil, but I completely disagree wtih it.
Anyways last night I remembered another thing that happened that really creeped my mom out when I was little, but I wasn't so little that I couldnt' remember this one, I was just asleep so I don't know all of the details from my mom's point of view. I have always been one of those folks who see or hear weird things in their dream, and I am always finding myself saying wow that's weird that was in my dream, or having deja vu and realizing that I had deramt the very thing just recently. It even gets as weird as simple little mundane things. In fact the funniest thing happened last year. I dreamt that I went to the mall and saw this really really cute outfit, and I really really wanted it, so of course thinking that I had seen it before and was just remembering it in my dreams, I went to the mall the next day. When I described the outfit the girl apologized and said they didn't have anything like that. 3 weeks later though when I went they had it. It's a good thing it was 3 weeks later though because at that time lol I had the money for the outfit and a really cute pair of shoes to go along with. Oh crap! back to the story, anyways even though I've dreamt weird things before, I had never sleep walked (that was my cousin's thing the poor girl had those night terrors and it was bad) but on the night that my grand pa died, I did sleep walk. I remember the whole day so clearly almost like it was yesterday. I was 11 years old and it was July 6th 1994. My cousin Angie was lived just a few blocks away, and had gone with my mom to the hospital that day. I stayed home though because I had a big softball game and really in hindsight I know my mother did not want me to see my grandfather in his condition. So when they got home, the game was over and I had cleaned myself all up and was getting ready to make sandwiches, but I figured I'd wait for some reason. When they pulled up, I just knew. I mean we all knew he was very sick from the cancer, but we didn't know when he was going to go. When the car pulled up though I just felt tremednous sadness, so I knew that had to be why. The weird thing is that even though I could feel that everyone was sad, I just couldn't cry. I don't remember crying at all when he died. In fact I was happy for him, I have always felt that death after long sicknesses is such a wonderful release and that it's actually welcome. Anyways, that night when I was sleeping I dreamed about my grandfather. We were sitting at the park by the ball field, and he told me congrats on the game. I joked and asked if he expected anything else. He just chuckled, and said it was good to see somenoe wasn't bawling their eyes out and that with all the crying and bawling he needed a beer. I told him if he wanted one so badly to just go get one, he's dead he can pretty much do anything he wants. After a little more talking, he told me he should be getting me home, that I needed to wake up soon. So we went back to the house He told me to tell my mom to suck it up, and not to smoke anymore, and then he told me that if I ever smoked a cigarette in my life he would come back and kick the living shit outta me. Then I walked him to the door, told him I love him, and waved goodbye as he left. Now my mom tells me that I was sleep walking all night and I kept waking her up. Finally I stopped when I walked to the door, said goodbye then just walked myself back to my bed.
I wish everybody could have a dream like that after losing someone, I know it made me feel better about not being sad or crying. In fact it even helped me through my most recent loss when my grandfather died. I knew my grandpa Warren was happier, so I didn't cry much or really feel so broken hearted when my Grandpa Wlker just died. My dad thought I was cracking up or something, but I told him that it's hard to cry when I know how good it's got to be in heaven compared to how his life would have been after a stroke.
Oh yeah and one more really cool thing, I started doing tarot a few years ago, and the first few people I did "readings" on were my friend Amanda, and a few of her family members. I remember the cards saying that once Amanda's mom left the ass she was with (not exact wording lol) that he life would improve immensely. Well, last year her mom left him, and she's getting married now to a man who is great (and really really rich lol). Then back around halloween Amanda asked me to do another few readings beause all the stuff came true (honestly I thought she was just being nice when she said they came true) so I did and one of the things that the cards "predicted" was a childbirth and not Amanda's because well she was 6 months pregnant and it was rather obvious. Well, she called me last night and her brother's girlfriend is having a baby.
jessicad52178 wrote: I don'tknow about being indigo or anything, but I've always been very interested with anything spiritual, including ESP, and the like. Now this totally conflicts with my religioius views so that's why I call myself a Christian with a few modifications lol. In the Christian faith they don't believe in ESP in any way and if it occurs they usually believe that it's of the devil, but I completely disagree wtih it.
I'm the same, i was raised Christian so i have those beliefs, but i like to tweek some of the rules i guess you could say, cus i've never been one much for following the 'norm' lol and I just cant be so close minded to believe that only one way is right, one religion is correct and that will be the faith that gets you to heaven.
I also read tarot (and feel that the people i read for are just being nice also) it helps to keep a journal of your readings, so in a couple months you can see how accurate you really are.
Oh talk about a funny one, when I got my newest deck, I was playing around and pulled a card for myself, just one card to kinda sum things up for my recent future .. well guess what it was. Yup the Empress card. It was only 3 weeks later that I got pregnant. You know maybe one of these days I'll actually take things seriously. I know this is going to sound horrible, but before I married Floyd I did a spread to see what lie ahead, and it more or less said that it was not going to be smoothe sailing at all. I should have ran and hid after, that but of course I figured it was just entertainment and not to take it too seriously... DUH Jess!
