Ever since I was pregnant with my middle child, Drayce, I could sense a deeper-than-this-world connection to him. I always joke, “he arrived in this world dramatically and hasn’t stopped the drama since.” He came very quickly, born in about 15 minutes unexpectedly.
This part is going to be a little bit of a repeat from a past blog, so hang with me here for a bit-I’ve learned MUCH more! Currently, he is 6 years old. He’s always been my “special” boy. In many ways. He didn’t speak until about three and still to this day in some sort of speech and cognitive therapy everyday since being a toddler. He’s always been “quirky” health wise, nothing ever too serious but he’s had pretty much everything under the sun. He seemed to pick up every illness possible. When he was three he had a double ear infection, strep, mono, pneumonia in one lung, bronchitis in the other, swollen liver, spleen, and infections in his legs causing him to lose the ability to walk (temporarily). He was really, really sick. His lymph nodes in his throat were so swollen he couldn’t eat, speak and barely breathe.
They were literally baseball size, as well as the ones on the back of his neck. The doctors did what they could. Some of the treatments would counteract with each other so it was a difficult, long road. Nothing individually was a big deal but all the infections combined was too much. He wasn’t doing well.
He always had illnesses, nothing too serious, just quirky. There were periods of time where his lymph nodes would just balloon up to baseball size, and not just the ones on his throat but his entire head/neck. Or when he couldn’t use his legs for days due to infections. Everything for the most part would heal up quickly once on antibiotics. He wore a helmet as a baby, he was colicky, he was on meds for reflux. Not unusual things just a little different. Oh, and he’s a little “host monkey” for strep, he almost drowned once, he has mild cognitive issues. There’s a point to this story I promise…
It was always a feeling I felt deep inside that he wasn’t going to live very long. Once I mentioned this feeling to my husband and he didn’t want to say anything but he told me he always felt the same way.
At one point when he had a multitude of infections I met with a local intuitive and healer. She knew nothing of my personal anything and she immediately asked what was was going on with my son’s neck and legs. At that time he had bone infections in his legs and his lymph nodes were baseballs. I could see the fear in her eyes, she felt the feeling I had but she didn’t want to say it so I did. “I feel like he’s not going to be here long.” She immediately apologized she didn’t want to say anything like that but she knew too. At that point in his treatment plan we were going to head down to children’s hospital in a month for more invasive testing. She told me to bring him to her home immediately for a healing. Time was of the essence!
The next morning I brought him over for a session with Kathy, long story short he immediately took a turn for the better and within days he was healed! She taught him how to use the angels to help heal others. He was “taking on” their pain/illness as a way of healing those around him. He internalized the illnesses of others so they could be healed.
That’s not what my story is about. That’s just a smidgey of background. There are two big stories here, one, he is a Crystal Child and two, he was my little brother in a past life.
I will start with the “little brother” part of this story. I recently had a weekend of past life regressions. I’ve done regressions before but nothing like what I experienced. My guides took me on this regression. I almost didn’t want to go. I wanted to go on a luxurious past life where I was a rich Egyptian-yeah..no…seriously that’s where I wanted to go but my guides took me somewhere else. I actually tried to consciously fight against going to the boring 1800s house on the prairie-type life. My guides knew this “boring” life was important and relevant to my current life. I watched this life present itself to me. I saw myself as a young girl in the 1800s, I lived in a very small, bare bones, dirt floor house on a farm somewhere in the lower western-Midwest area. I was about 9-10 years old. It was my chore to feed the animals, the chickens, pigs, etc. I had a younger brother who was six at the time. I loved him very much, he was the only other kid I really even knew. He became very sick. Not with anything that would in modern times be considered serious but he had a multitude of infections including pneumonia and leg/bone infections. His lymph nodes were the size of baseballs. He passed away at six years old.
Watching this past life being presented to me was a gift. I could see and feel our souls together. It was incredible. I knew this was our connection that has spanned lifetimes. It helped me understand why, in this lifetime, I’m obsessively checking Drayce’s neck for lumps and thinking the worst when they blow up like baseballs. Throughout his current six years, I held onto this fear that I was manifesting his early departure by being obsessive. I just always had this feeling he was going to die young and I was just waiting for it to happen. I hated myself for that. I completely believe in Law of Attraction and I know the consequences of unhealthy obsessive worry. I had to release it. My guides brought me on a journey of understanding. Immediately following the regression I was able to release it. Now I hold our relationship a little more dearly, knowing it has spanned lifetimes. I excitedly told Drayce that he was my little bro in a past life (he gets it) and he just lit up! He was thrilled!
I’ll save my Crystal Child post for a future one. I just recently learned about that! Truly amazing, maybe you’ve heard of Indigos, but have you heard of the Crystals??