Surprise Encounter in the Laundry Room

Packing for my three-week trip
I was in the middle of packing when I decided I needed to do laundry before I could finish. I was going on a three-week trip to California to stay with my daughter Rebecca and her partner Henry and help them with their newborn. Rebecca hadn’t had the baby yet, but she was in active labor.

I went to the laundry room, in another house on the property, and an hour later I went again to move the laundry to the dryers. One load was ready; the other needed another ten minutes. I decided to stick around and do some stretching rather than walk back and forth to my house.

While stretching, I thought I noticed out the corner of my eye someone coming down the stairs. This isn’t uncommon since this laundry room is shared by fifteen other people, but I didn’t expect anyone at this late hour—8:45 PM. I turned to greet them, and no one was there.

A surprise visit
I went back to my stretching, and this repeated two more times in that short time. “Hmmm,” I thought, “maybe there actually is someone here, just someone I can’t see.” I closed my eyes and emptied my mind.

“Hello,” I heard, “I’m coming soon.”

I immediately knew who it was. It was my grandson, Leon. I greeted him with a warm hello.

“I’m feeling nervous and afraid,” he confided.

“I understand,” I responded, “you’re scared and probably thinking you aren’t ready. It’s perfectly natural and okay. The key is to feel the fear and lack of readiness, and come on ahead anyway.”

“It’s not helping that Mom is freaking out,” he continued.

“That is also perfectly natural. Mom will be okay,” I replied.

“I’ve been hanging out with Uncle Arun, and it’s been helpful. He’s so calm and peaceful,” Leon shared, “I’m so glad you and he can hear me.”

“What about Baba, Grandpa Brice? Have you talked with him?” I asked.

“Yes, a little bit,” he answered. After a pause I heard the words, “Goodbye. See you in a couple days.”

I waved his way, saying “Goodbye, I’m so excited to be seeing you shortly!”

Feeling doubt and need for validation
I put the last load into the dryer and walked the short distance home. I immediately went to Brice and asked if he’d heard from our grandson. He said he had, but didn’t share details. Next, I went to my phone to text Arun, inquiring if he had had any contact with the baby. It was a while before I heard back from him.

Brice came into the room, saying “I remember now. Leon said he was worried because his mom was freaking out.”

Ah, there was the confirmation I was looking for. You would think after all my experiences I would not be so susceptible to doubt. Yet there it was.

I heard a notification from my phone sitting next to me. I picked it up to see an announcement that the baby had been born at 6:01 PST, which is 9:01 EST my time and about ten minutes after our visit. The announcement also reported Mom was doing well and newborn was healthy and included photos of during and after the birth.

I later heard back from Arun the next day. My text read, “Hey Arun, has your nephew been talking with you?” His answer, “A little yeah.”

Leon had contact with all six family members
Over the next couple of days my other three daughters all had contact with the baby. Two of my daughters had vivid dreams of him on the same night. In the dreams, they each described how he was at their home for a visit (they live in separate homes) and how he was laughing. They both expressed surprise that he was already laughing, unusual for a newborn. My third daughter told me her nephew contacted her to complain the lights were too bright in the hospital room where his parents and he were staying. I was able to share this with his mom.

The telepathic communication continues after he’s born.
While I was staying with the new parents and the newborn for those three weeks, he came to me several times. A couple of times he came to me while I was meditating. There was one evening I was doing dishes after dinner. My daughter and her partner decided to turn in early, so I was trying to work quietly. I turned slightly from the sink to dry my hands, and I was startled so much that I jumped and shrieked. I was sure I had been startled by one of the parents coming into the kitchen unexpectedly. But when I looked, no one was there. My body really reacted as though someone was there. This time it didn’t take me three times. I assumed someone was there, and I closed my eyes, emptied my mind and listened. Then I heard his voice greeting me.

“How come you are not with your body?” I asked.

“My body is sleeping,” he replied chuckling as if to say that was a silly question.

Challenging to be so far away
It is hard for me to be almost three thousand miles away from my grandson. I often miss him and his parents and occasionally shed tears of grief. Having the ability to communicate in this way with baby Leon has helped a lot to lessen my grief and longing. If I find myself yearning to connect with him, I reach out. Although I still do miss watching him grow, develop, and reach those important milestones, like his first smile and rolling over. And I long to hold him, smell him, and have him fall asleep on me. It’s the best feeling.

Dissolving my doubt
Sometimes I’m overcome with doubt, and I think I’m making it all up. I think to myself, “maybe I’m just hearing the words I want to hear from him.” I believe telepathy and intuition are innate gifts we all have, but we have turned off these abilities or we ignore them. There is not a lot of validation for these gifts or experiences in the world. Luckily, I have family members who have similar occurrences and who I can talk to about them. Recently, I’ve been enjoying a podcast, the Telepathy Tapes, and finding the stories of telepathic communication to be inspiring and personally validating.  Listening to these accounts instantly dissolves my doubt, and helps remember who I am and who we all are.