Author’sNote; I am hit this morning as I enter this page, with an idea that seems quite valid. When I learned I did not have a birth certificate, I went through a series of emotions. I questioned many aspects of my life at that point and the one thing which occurred to me was the possibility of being a twin.
So as I sit here pondering the many things which come into question about my past and the knowledge that this was an out of body experience rather than a dream, it makes sense to me that I was picking up my twin, my other half. I would not have known this person if we had been seperated at birth so perhaps this is why I was so uncertain about picking him/her up. It gives me a sense of peace to think I have a twin, hoping they are alive and we will one day meet……
Dream of Abandoned Baby April 7, 2000
There was so much to this dream, but there is no way I could possibly explain everything I experienced. I would say this was because it was more about emotions rather than actions. As I rewrite it so many years later, I confess I do not remember much about it. Once again I am glad I took the time to write so many of my dreams in journals, even though it has been difficult to relive some of them after all this time.
There was a baby laying on the floor. I have no idea where I was, why the baby was just on the floor, or where it’s mother was. Was it abandoned? Was it safe to approach the baby and pick it up? I did not really understand why I was there or who the baby was, so I just observed for a bit and smiled, letting it know I meant it no harm. I just tried to emanate positive vibrations.
After some time I felt it would be fine to pick up the child (notice I did not specify whether it was a boy or girl). I held it close to me, cuddling and sending it love the whole time. This gave me satisfaction and left me feeling content, although I did wonder why I felt the strong connection. Perhaps it was just a motherly instinct and nothing more…
When I awoke I was freezing cold as if it was winter and I had spent the night without covers. It took some time for me to warm my body. This was a familiar indication I had left my body once again. When this happens only time brings me back to warmth. If I did indeed leave my body, of which I feel certain, this was a very rare occurrence when I actually remembered where I was while away. The question still remains as to why…
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