At each home I have lived there is a certain type of entity that sticks around that specific location. Sometimes there will be some overlap from place to place, but majority of the time I recall a certain type associated with that location. The variations of entities mostly change due to the surrounding factors; whether geographical, social, cultural, or emotional connection.
Once I lived in an apartment building that was generally quiet when it came to spirits. In the 3 years I lived in that location I only had one type of spirit frequent my space. They resembled children, there were several of them, all around the same age group (10 or so), with varying gender and cultural diversities.
There have been some controversy about the origin, purpose, and intentions of spirits that resemble children. Some people believe that they are evil, but I take every spirit on a case by case basis. The child spirits that I have seen were never malicious or evil, if anything they were mischievous and sought maternal attention and comfort. Which could get pretty annoying to the not so patient personality types. As long as they received some attention and a constant source of energy, they generally kept to themselves.
They started to play a game, of sorts, where they would jump on my bed throughout the night and wake me up. They would also chase my cat from one end of the apartment to the other. It was all in lighthearted good-natured fun.
After moving from that apartment to a condo down the street, they followed. More jumping on my bed in the middle of the night, and more streaks in the corner of my eye of a small child running quickly past. About half way through the year of my lease the activity slowed almost to a complete stop. At this point my partner had begun to stay at the house on weekends, which meant I didn’t spend as much time sitting around or sleeping alone. But every so often I would see the face of a child peer around a corner at me and quickly vanish. No jumping on the bed anymore though, which I actually admitted to myself that I missed mildly.
Fast forward to now; I have been living in my partners home for over a year now. The environment is relaxed and the spirit activity is numerous. But still no jumping on the bed, no flashes of a child running past me, and no innocent child like eyes peering around corners.
Until the other night.
I was having a sleepless night, and like most people, I was poking around social media on my cell phone. My eyes began to get extremely heavy and I knew it was time to wrap it up. I turn my phone off, set it on the side table, and quickly felt sleep engulfing me like a fog. It felt like a moment had passed, but when I finally come-to, I see that it has been 90 minutes. I am woken by a child shaking my arm as they stand next to my bed. “Momma! Momma!” says the little girls’ soft voice. In my half asleep state it doesn’t bother me that when I check the clock, there is no physical body standing there, only a sensed presence. I mumble, “Yes, Baby.” as I check and see my partner fast asleep next to me, with his rhythmic soft snore. She holds my arm softly with her little hands and says, “Momma, I have been waiting for you, but I get to see you soon!” I am very happy and still blissfully half-awake, I try to ask her when I will be able to see her; a month? a year? 6 months? But she just keeps saying, “Soon, Momma.” She then begins to fade away, like someone was just out of frame, calling her to come back in. I force myself into consciousness and will myself to concentrate. Maybe if I concentrate hard enough I can will the connection back to her.
There I sat, wide awake, no baby girl to connect with. And I knew I wouldn’t be able to reach her again until she was ready. The next day I took a pregnancy test. It was negative. It has been a week since then and I still haven’t seen or heard from her.
In my heart I hold my hope close, knowing that one day I will see her sweet face and be able to hold her in my arms. Until then, I will check around every corner for those beautiful innocent eyes to quickly slip back as she plays her silly game of hide and seek from Momma.
Go with light and love.