The Buddha is growing
he is almost as tall as me.
This happing to fucking fast, mmmkay?
He is such a good kid.
He is, I think, a medium.
I have know since the day he was born was special.
When he was two, maybe 18 months he asked me from the back seat of the car
“mommy? Do you remember when you were the baby and I was the mommy?”
Yes. He. Did.
I knew then, I that I was in trouble. We had messed up in some way and had got a life-do-over.
Then I was excited and a little jealous. He knew he had been here before, and he was ready for NOW.
Over the years he has shared with me and others that he sees spirits, it has rarely scared him, but sometimeses they make him nervous
once he told me he was in the boys room at school and a ghost came to him. He said he told it. “i am to young to help you, please go find someone else”
he was 8. EIGHT.
Last month he told me that Papa. (my dad) had visited him. He woke up at 3 am and he could “smell papa”
then the Rock Star piped in “you mean like cigarettes and old people?”
“yeah,” the Buddha said.
And just today the Buddha said that a man is visiting him at night, he is tall and buff and he in “connected” to Papa. I am trying to think who that might be, maybe my uncle bill? Maybe my grandfather? He was tall, but I do not remember him buff.
He told me that they do not scare him
the tall man, feels to The Buddha like he has known him before, like he was close when he was born, or maybe is died when the Buddha was being born. But he knows my dad, somehow. Buddha is not sure they knew each other here, but they know each other on the other side. And they are aways close.
I am thinking my uncle bill.
That is ok with me
Daddy was not very close to his dad, so I am not sure.
I need to find away to help Buddha with this, mostly support and encourage this gift. I am not sure how to do that.
Not that I want him to go on “Paranormal children” but it would be nice to know how to raise a medium.
On a completely different topic, it is raining again. How I miss the sun. but I know spring is coming ask me how I know…..
ok I will tell you. The ants are back.
Spirit of life, Holy One,
Divine Love known by many names
And no name,
One who is not bound by
gender or form or ethnicity
thanks so much for the Buddha,
that you and he chose ME to be his mom
thanks that he is open
I pray that he continues to not
fear his gift
I pray he embraces it.
As he sows this gift, I pray
for wisdom to help him find his way.
Give me, Holy One, what I need
to support him and love him though this.
And Dear One, may what he reap from
this gift, may he use it
for the good.
I pray that you continue to bring
people in his life who can
and learn from him.
Remind me, that he
is and was yours first.
When in those not so good mommy moments
shine your light on me to remind me I am also your child.
In the name of all the holy names
may it be so.