Being bright with joy and full of energy, never really had a need for worry. I had a little secret. But I rarely told anyone as a child because I already knew I'd be misunderstood. And I was. Because I was born full of fire to tell the truth, and share what I knew with the people around me. And I did.
I learned that sharing those things I knew caused the people around me to become uncomfortable with life in my presence. No one had secrets around me. So after they realized I had a natural knowing of intent and actions I started to get left out of things. But only secret things. Did it matter? Nope, I still knew what was going on.
So I began spending more time outside away from my reletives. I would eagerly wait for spring to come around. Day after day I knew the spring flowers would be growing soon so I would watch and wait. I had two on my mind all the time I waited for those flowers. My mom and Jesus.
And when those flowers would grow I would pick two bundles of stunning wild flowers and I would look up to the sky and offer Jesus one bundle and then would set them on the wooden piano bench outside the little cabin on the other side of our property then hurry home to present the gift of renewal in the form of fresh spring flowers to my mom.
I already knew God and his helpers. I was already having lucid dreams of Jesus and Guides. Most of these dreams where of me just walking with him side by side or eating. I'll talk more on the dreams I had as an adult in a later blog.
Each night until I was probably fifteen or sixteen I would dream as I would fall asleep that I was ascending to earth from a starry sky. It was dark with twinkles all around and then I would land on earths playground.
Then as I would go deeper I'd dream of people, places, faces, and events. One of those was when I was ten years old. I had the same dream several times. I saw police cars and police lights kind of like the ones I would see on tv shows. Typical black and white cars with the box lights flashing as they surrounded me and I would try to escape as the would chase me on foot. I never did get away. Not long after these I told my grandmother about them. I can't recall her reaction, but I do remember the enormous drug bust that took place at my home while I was there alone with my favorite kitten "Sugar"
I could hear a rumbling like thunder vibrating up from the ground. I was terrified I knew what was happening. As I ran to my bedroom window I looked out in an attempt to escape but they where already coming down the long dirt driveway so I bolted to my grandmothers room and went right to the window looking out west over the property and as I thought for a moment I'd just jump down and run into the trees, the police cars came flying around that side of the house. So I backed away, my heart racing I was sweating, I was scared. So I decided in a calm manner to hide in my grandmothers closet. My favorite place. I buried myself in her fancy close behind hers and her late husbands lux bowling balls
but then I saw something, I saw I flash of light. I knew that I would be making a mistake. A deadly one if I continued to hide in that closet. One of those officers would spook when he found me and I'd be shot. So I once again gathered my calmness and pushed out of the pillow of clothing, draped myself in courage and wit, then walked out with my hands stretched up over my head to show I wasn't armed as the DEA busted the door open. Charging in with shotguns, rifles, and 45s pointed right at my chest and face. Probably 30 of them came plummeting in as I smile and said "careful, careful, don't shoot I'm just a kid, I'm only ten. I don't have a weapon."
Right away they lowered their guns and one of them tall and strong full of directness and anger quickly grabbed me up by my arm and took me from room to room asking me where my uncle went.
I didn't know it but I was forever changed, I was traumatized. And I was so thankful I listened to God. I knew at that age of ten in that very moment I just saved my own life by listening to my intuition that was influenced by God.
Soonafter this I became fairly disliked by reletives for years to come because I knew things and I would not conform to their ways. I'll talk on that also in later blogs.
What I hope to do with sharing a little glimpse of my life as a child is to help others like me. Bridge to gap to a greater understanding. That we all know. We all should listen and set asside our egos. We can make a place for us in this work while we are here. We can teach each other and help heal the wounds that siege us down by being who we where born to be.
Knowing is something that we all do. And it's not something we should be ashamed of.
Good night and be Blessed 🌸🌸🌸🌸