[bug_user]

This is a weird one for me, because it's been life-long. As many of you know, my OBE's started like a bolt out of the blue when I was 19 about, and never stopped. But the "baby in my bed" phenomenon began when I myself, was still a baby.

I don't understand it.

I can clearly remember, as young as five years old, if not before, the sensation of someone climbing in the bed with me. I could feel them sitting there. I repeatedly tried to "catch" who it was. Rolling over suddenly and flinging open my eyes. I never saw them; they would be gone.

I would tell my mother, and she would say "Oh, it was an angel."

It continues today. Off an on. This, being, seems to be toddler sized. And my sense is one of deep familiarity. I know this toddler. And yet, I know that I do not.

I decided to "think out of the box" of my present existence. Perhaps, this is a toddler I knew in a past, or even a future life. Perhaps, this toddler is one of my future unborn children?

Wee lil' astral-projecting time traveler? Just like mommy?

Guesses anyone?

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I can clearly remember, as young as five years old, if not before, the sensation of someone climbing in the bed with me. I could feel them sitting there. I repeatedly tried to "catch" who it was. Rolling over suddenly and flinging open my eyes. I never saw them; they would be gone.

now that you say it i remember doing exactly the same thing when i was young (also about that age i think). why i did this i dont know...

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When I was young (toddler) I remember being in a playpen with another toddler. In my head her name was "Ivelisse" or "Ivette". I knew I knew her from 'before' (a previous life?). When I was older I asked my mom about Ivelisse (since no one in our family had that name). She claims there never was an Ivelisse or Ivette who belonged to any of her friends with kids. To this day I am amazed- I remember her so clearly.

In another (unrelated but similar to Leyla's post, in a way) instance, about two-three years ago I had a fever, and was laying in my bed, when I started to hallucinate a little girl in my room. She came and sat by my bed, and talked to me while I was in my febrile (and semi-conscious) state. She sat by me, for some time, and then my husband and son came home. They came into the room, and I could hear/feel all three of them, walking around me, talking, and her too, sitting next to me. Then I opened my eyes. I could see them (hubby and son) but not her, but I could still feel her. When I closed my eyes I couldn't see the boys, but I could see her, and hear everyone. It was indeed eerie. It was like I was in the middle of two intersecting worlds.
I recently had my energy body read, and guess what? The reader (and you know who you are )saw her. Interestingly, she helped me put it together in my head, which I will explain later on. Lately, my son has been dreaming about a girl following him around, and him asking who it is. He's told me that lately he has two kinds of dreams: Flying, (or ap'ing, IMO) and dreams about this little girl.
Back to the 'putting together'- Around 8- 9 years ago, I got pregnant, and miscarried at around 2-3 months. It was traumatic to me, partly because I wanted a sister for my son, and because it was so hard to get pregnant the first time, and the second was so easy. But now I think this little girl may be my daughter, who wants to be recognized, maybe.

[bug_user]

Interesting how common this phenomenon is, isn't it? I suppose at that age, we are far more "aware" of the other worlds.

CFT - Maybe this daughter will be born at a later date?

The other thing going on at that age was the "eyes," please do tell if you had this also: Every single frigging night, there would be eyes in the astral, many pairs of eyes, peering in on me, with such intensity I would wake up and cry.

The feeling was that there was some great overwhelming secret. Some key piece of information being held back from me. The reason I was being watched so closely. I would sit with crayons drawing page after page of eyes. And complain to my mother of "the eyes."

She would of course say this was the angels watching me.

I told my grandmother, that I was always being watched and there was a secret. She told my mother I should go see a child psychiatrist. My mother was furious at me for telling, and I was punished severely.

Once I grew older I learned that every word out of my mouth was classic mysticism. The "Watchers." And they are angels, or "Princes of Heaven." What the secret is I'm still trying to work out. But the word "Occult" itself means secret knowledge.

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Not as a child, but I do have occasional 'eyes' dreams. I'll pm you a link.

[bug_user]

Sorry I could not get to your link. And a search turned up nothing.