Having been an intuitive child and knowing that ALL children are extremely connected with the Spirit world, I was mentally prepared to have an intuitive child. I thought it would be easy… I’m the EXPERT after all.
What a joke!!
While I may have been mentally prepared knowing I had tools in my toolkit to help my child embrace her intuition, I recently came to the realization I am NOT emotionally prepared to raise an intuitive child. I also have a new appreciation for parents who are struggling with intuitive kids, who I lovingly call kids that see sparkles.
What brought on this realization?
It was a normal day. My husband, daughter and I were in the car taking a route we ALWAYS take. You see we live just off Harlem Road in Snyder, if we want to go almost anywhere in Buffalo the easiest route is hopping on the highway at the 33/90 interchange. From this interchange we can go east or west, north or south. We take this route all the time so drive down the stretch of Harlem at least once a day.
Why is this route important? If you are familiar with it, you know that this route takes you past Mount Calvary Cemetery. This is a sizable cemetery and as an aside it is where several of my family members have been laid to rest.
Now that you have the background, to the story. As I said, it was a normal day. We were taking my daughter to her sitter’s and I was going to my East Aurora office. My husband and I were sitting in the front seat discussing the days to-do list. Everything was routine… that is until we hit the cemetery and an ear-piercing shriek came from the back seat.
If you’ve watched some of my videos you know my daughter likes to interrupt when she is not the center of attention (she’s 2!! What do you expect?), so when the shriek came from the back seat I initially thought she wanted us to pay attention and talk to her. In an order to appease her, I addressed her and continued the conversation with my husband.
This usually calms her. It didn’t in this situation.
Instead, she let out another shriek and then started babbling incoherently to herself. Unable to understand what she was saying as she was talking faster than normal and her pronunciation (again, she’s 2) isn’t always great, I assumed she was ok and turned back to the conversation (we had a busy day scheduled and lots on the agenda to discuss).
But soon I realized this wasn’t a normal conversation. My daughter was getting more and more anxious and louder and louder. Then a couple words became clear. “Ghost!!! No. Go way, Ghost! You bring Rodney? No? Go way Ghost.”
My husband and I looked at each other. Each of us were white and dumb-founded. And then we looked out the window and realized that we were driving past the cemetery.
I was not prepared for this. Momma bear mode kicked in. I wanted to protect my baby. So, I pulled my tools out of my toolkit and immediately bubbled the car, asked my guides to step in and serve as the bouncers, tuned in to see what ghosts that were in the car and then forcefully instructed them to get out (with a few choice words about not bothering my daughter ever again).
But in the midst of doing that I stopped. I realized, “wait, baby girl is protecting herself.” She didn’t need me to do it for her AND more importantly me doing it for her didn’t empower her to take care of herself. She NEEDS to know how to protect herself. I’m not going to be with her all the time after all. So just as quickly as I jumped into action, I stopped. Instead, rather than protecting her I encouraged her to tell the ghosts to go away.
As a mother, the time it took to pass the cemetery (which as it just so happens, we decided to go all the way down to Walden that day to stop for a coffee) was the longest few minutes I’ve had in a while. Time creeped. But she (and I) made it through. And she is better because of it. More importantly, I have confidence that next time a spirit decides to pop in baby girl is equipped to deal with it.
Just like me, it is likely your kids will have an experience you want to help them with. Be it with a spirit, with a friend or the playground bully. They, like my baby girl, will get through it.
If you find your kid is encountering spirits or things you can’t see, remind them that they have the power. Encourage them. Don’t show them your fear or anxiety, it will only cause them to doubt themselves. They are stronger than you think, and you are probably like me, trained them well for their encounters!
Like I said at the beginning, I was prepared mentally… but emotionally, wow! Being a parent is hard!!
Last week Lily Dale opened for the season. For those of you not familiar, Lily Dale is a Spiritualist community located in Cassadaga, NY known for its mediums. The Lily Dale season lasts from the last week of June through Labor Day. During these nine to twelve weeks, the Lily Dale Assembly (similar to a town board) brings in speakers and lecturers holding classes on metaphysical topics. They offer spiritual healings and they perform public demonstrations of mediumship all for the purpose of introducing and educating people of spiritualism and spiritual topics.
Lily Dale holds a special place in my family’s heart as my grandfather’s uncle, Norman Mootz, was a medium with connections to “the Dale.” As a family, we take the road trip down about once a year. Last week my mom and two aunts made their yearly trek.
Each has their favorite medium that, over the years, they have carefully selected and they see. Additionally, each had their individual hopes and expectations for their reading. Let’s take a look at how they differ and how it affected their readings.
Aunt A. She has a long standing favorite reader. This reader is soft spoken and gentle which brings comfort to my aunt. She goes into the reading with one thing in mind, hearing from her mother. My grandmother has been gone for more than forty years, but the wound is still very raw for my aunt. Each year my aunt goes hoping to hear from for her and obtain some closure. Unfortunately, my grandmother rarely (if ever) makes an appearance. Instead, my grandfather (the loud mouth he is) comes in to dominate the conversation. Such was the case last week. And while this time, her mom was present – she again was disappointed she didn’t hear more from her.
Let’s talk about Aunt B. Unlike the aunt I just spoke about who went in to communicate with her mom, this aunt was less interested in hearing from her loved ones. Instead, she was hoping to receive guidance regarding some challenging circumstances in her life. Unfortunately, she did not receive the information she was hoping for. Instead was informed the future had to play out and she couldn’t control the outcome. I’m not sure who she saw, but it should also be known that some Lily Dale mediums (as Spiritualists) don’t provide predications as loved ones only know what they know.
Finally, my mom. Let me first state that admittedly I only have her perspective. She is the one who shared the experiences of the day. But from what she recounted to me, she had the best experience. Family members she hoped for showed up. Family members she never knew also showed up. Why? She went in without any preconceived notions. There wasn’t one person she wanted to hear from. She didn’t have burning questions with answers she needed to hear. Instead she went in with an open mind and as a result she walked away happy. She was even more pleased when sharing her experience with Aunt B to discover “Ruth,” a family member on her mother’s side she could not place, did in fact exist.
So what are the take-aways? How can you use this example to get a better reading?
Dawn Lynn is an EveryDay medium. She lives and breathes via her intuition, which as a fourth generation intuitive from a family of Spiritualists came easily. Her abilities became apparent in early childhood and were cultured by a supportive family. Through her Blogs and Vlogs, she wants to help you become the EveryDay medium too.