An Excerpt from Spirit Babies by Walter Makichen
One of the most fascinating and gratifying aspects of my clairvoyant practice has been my work with spirit babies. I discovered my ability to see and converse with spirit babies in a most unexpected way. In the first years of my clairvoyant practice I was in the habit of taking an annual retreat on the north coast of California . I would rent a cabin in a remote location and spend my time hiking, chanting, and meditating. It was common for me to go days at a time without seeing or speaking to another person.
One evening after a particularly long hike I returned to my cabin with the sole intention of falling asleep. I was just settling into bed when I began to feel a warm presence floating over my chest. Focusing clairvoyantly I immediately noticed a bright green oval hovering just inches in front of my face. The energy inside the oval swirled about in an animated fashion, the dominant green at times partially obscured by patterns of gold and purple. The whole oval pulsed rhythmically like a beating human heart. I knew intuitively that the presence was some kind of spirit but its energy was unlike any I had encountered before.
Most spirits have a distinctive energy signature. The spirits of the dead for example often have a “cold” quality to their energy. This is why many people experience a chill when these spirits are present. Angels, spirit guides, teachers, and other non-incarnating entities have a detached quality which often makes them appear unaffected by the travails and emotions of humankind.
The presence of this spirit filled the room with a joyous animated energy that reminded me of children at play. I was beginning to get lost in happy memories of my own childhood when a young girls’ voice startled me from my reverie.
“You’re not my father.” I refocused on the spirit. The oval had expanded to twice its original size and was now floating about two feet above me. Inside the oval the green energy had formed itself into the figure of a young girl about 7-years-old. A cord of gold energy connecting the oval to my fifth chakra located in the center of my throat allowed me to hear the telepathic communication. The appearance of the girl and her statement concerned me. Children who are lost often seek help psychically. The very present, human quality of the spirits energy made me wonder if this was the case here. I introduced myself to the spirit, confirmed I was indeed not her father, and asked if she was lost.
“No I’m in the right place,” the spirit replied. “I’m supposed to meet my father here.”
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“I don’t have a name yet. My father’s name is Frank. He’s going to bring my new mother here to meet me. When I’m born I’ll have a name.”
“Why are you waiting here?” I asked.
“This is a joining place. It’s easier to pass from our world to yours here.”
“Are there other spirits like you waiting for their parents in this place?”
“Yes, but some have no parents. They need to find a mother and father. So they wait here. This is a joining place.
I tried to ask another question but the spirit stopped me.
“I need to go now,” she said shyly.
With that the image of the young girl dissolved into the green oval and the spirit began to move away. As she disappeared I could discern the oval outlines of many spirits shining in the distance. The distant spirit babies began to move towards me. Their floating movements seemed choreographed as if they were slowly dancing through space. Each distinctive green oval surrounded a unique multi-colored pattern that swirled and pulsed as they moved. Periodically when one of the spirits would approach very close to me I could read elements of its personality. I would greet them and try to ask a question but they were intent upon the dance and my efforts were ignored. Finally, as if on cue, the dance came to an end and the ovals were still. The shining lights of the spirit babies looked like a constellation of multifaceted starts in the night sky.
The exhaustion of my long hike was gone. My first encounter with a spirit baby left me full of wonder and curiosity. A whole new dimension had opened up to my clairvoyance. I was determined to learn more about these spirits and the world they inhabited. More immediately however, I wanted to know if the spirit’s story was true. Was there a man named Frank? Was he coming to the cabin with his new wife? Intuitively I believed what the spirit told me, yet some part of my mind wanted to find a way to prove her story.
My retreat time ended. I was paying my bill at the innkeeper’s office. We were exchanging pleasantries when she asked me what I did for a living. After I told her I was a clairvoyant she joking asked me if I had seen any spirits “haunting” the cabin.
“Well,” I replied. “I didn’t see any ghosts but there are quite a number of spirits that wish to become babies floating around the place.”
The woman laughed, “It’s funny you should say that. For years people have been telling me the cabin is their lucky spot. Couples are always going up there when they want to have a baby. Maybe that’s the reason.”
The turn of our conversation seemed more than just coincidence. I just had to know.
“Is there a couple renting the cabin after me?” I asked.
“Why yes,” she said. “They’re on their honeymoon.”
The phone interrupted our conversation. As she turned to answer it, I noticed her reservation book open on the desk. Frank and Mindy were arriving that evening.
Copyright 2005 Bantam Dell