Happy Hybrid Mother's Day (To ALL Mothers)!

By: Bridget Nielsen

I'm currently in Hawaii with my father Kirk and our purpose here is to locate the Maui contact community.  The other intention is to soak in the abundant energy of the land and the heart chakra of the planet - Haleakala!  We've created ourselves to be temporarily be staying in a jungle near the sacred mountains of Iao Valley.  On the first night my dad had a full physical experience with his hybrid kids (story & video coming soon), and I've been having many magical midnight connections as well!  I'd been feeling a special energy around Mother's Day, the new moon eclipse and having an influx of new mothers coming to me to connect with their hybrid children. So here is what all that buzz was about for me…

2 months ago I was on the Big Island for a incredible dolphin retreat.  I had an incredible "dream" experience that I now understand was "prophetic", speaking in linear terms.  There's a difference between dreams and parallel reality experiences.  My sleeping memory experience was something very real… I was walking with my hybrid daughter Crystal on a dirt path lined with palm trees and green foliage.  No words were needed as the telepathic exchange created even more of a satisfying bond, swirling in each other's energy. We held hands and glided along the path on a beautifully fragrant and glowing afternoon.  There was immense love, peace, comfortability and joy because this was our life… she was with me. We were living together *physically* on earth.  The kids were no longer "space children", they were landed… they were among us… they were our family.    

I was deeply moved.  This experience felt like it was at a farm or some kind of plantation. The one thing I did know is the place I was with Crystal IS in Hawaii. 

My mental mind couldn't have conceived that I'd be back in Hawai'i so soon, but my higher self had a specific soul agenda. My dad and I have located the first 5 locations for the contact communities, and Maui had to be on the list of the first 5. From Google Maps we're now proficient at energetically identifying the locations with intuition with 2 qualifications in mind: near a major vortex/chakra and land with very pristine energy (I'll write another blog laying out the full plan soon, but for now I'll continue with this story). 

We knew from Google that the Maui location would be close to Haleakala… away from the hustle and bustle of the hotels and in the clean heart chakra energy of the volcano. Yesterday we drove along the roads around Haleakala to physically see the possible locations for ourselves. We drove down the curving roads through rainforests and past lava rock waterfalls going deeper and deeper into the pure energy of the land.  Without a map and with full intuition navigating us, we were guided up the road where the location was waiting.

It felt like crossing into another dimension once we entered the property.  We could viscerally perceive a future community overlaying this present reality… it was palpable and dizzying. Coconut tree after coconut tree abundantly lined the road to ocean overlooks and rich green forest.  I was home… We didn't stay for long as to not be obtrusive so it it wasn't until driving on along the coast did the memory and emotion hit me like a wave crashing deep into my heart! 

"That's the place!!!" I whaled to my dad. "That's the place where I was with Crystal… where we walked… where we live! That's the location for the community!!"

There is a parallel reality "future" that exists in that place where I am united with my hybrid children along with a whole community!  The guidance and physical confirmations of our full KNOWING is coming to fruition… coming alive and the realities are merging. I'm so happy  to see it happening before me and to know that I am taking action as fully as I can. Everything's coming together in perfect timing. All of this was the best Mother's Day gift ever: contact, knowing and being on my path "sufficient unto the day". 

The land, support and people will manifest perfectly just as everything else is right now. The kids are ready to come… the only thing they need is a pristine place and a high vibrational group of humans to land.  

Happy Mother's Day! 

Love & Aloha

Bridget

A Visit from Bashar's Mom!

By: Sharon McCormick

During the summer of 2010 I realized that although I’d heard Bashar speak about his father, I’d never heard him mention his mother. So I asked about her. Turns out she goes from planet to planet creating physical spaces for physical contact to occur. Pretty cool. I asked if she was working anywhere on Earth.

“No,” said Bashar, “but she is excited to be doing so in the near future. She especially enjoys working with what on your planet you call hibiscus.”

My father loved hibiscus. Every fall he’d dig them all up, put them in big pots and place them in his dome in the backyard over the winter. Then every spring he’d drag them out and replant them. A lot of work. A labor of love.

I asked Bashar what his mother’s name is. He said I could choose one myself. I did. Mirabella.

After more than 40 years in huge cities – New York, Los Angeles and London – I decided in January to move to Idyllwild, a town of 3,500 souls 5,300 feet up in the mountains of Southern California, partly because I figured I’d be able to communicate more easily with my hybrid children in a more natural setting.

Last September my hybrid son Albion suggested that I create artwork of the hybrid kids to put on the website. A few weeks ago, sitting in my little mountain cabin, I started on my watercolor of May, one of my hybrid daughters, who loves tea ceremonies. I decided to paint her preparing a tea party for her human friend coming up the path.

Albion, who is a musician, sometimes creates etheric music for me. When I first heard it, I worried that I was going a little wacko but when it kept happening, I realized what a profound gift it is. As I worked on May’s painting that evening, Albion’s music came in louder than it ever had before. Beautiful. Unmistakable. I thanked him and carried on working.

Later that night, I finally got around to hanging some of my art: my Holotope, Bridget’s painting of my Grey counterpart, another friend’s heart painting – and the watercolor of two hibiscus flowers I bought in Hawaii to bring in the energies of both my father and Bashar’s mother, with its vibrant reds, blues and yellows.

The next night, when I sat down to work on May’s watercolor, I was suddenly slammed by an on-fire heat like nothing I’d ever experienced. I was shaking so hard I literally couldn’t hold the paint brush steady. I went to bed.

During dreamtime that night, I saw undulating reds, blues and yellows, just like in the hibiscus painting. They morphed into amber, then turquoise. I knew it was the energy of a new guide but had no idea who or what it might be. The next morning as I meditated, I thanked him or her for showing me the energy.

This is the answer I got: “You are welcome. I will give you a name so that you may contact me more easily.”

I said, “Thank you,” and continued to meditate. “Mirabella!” A crystal clear hit.

Bashar’s mother! I was beyond thrilled. She let me know that even though she’ll act as the point person, it’s actually a collective: Shakani, other beings from other dimensions, and of course the hybrid children.

Last year, thanks to Bridget’s painting, I learned to love my Grey counterpart. (http://www.hybridchildrencommunity.com/2012/08/my-pal-grey-in-painting-i-once-asked.html) In my new Idyllwild digs I chose to place the Grey on the wall where he can see both into the living room where I do my artwork of the kids and my home office where I write.

Later that day, as I sat looking at him, pondering the amazing experiences I’ve had in the last four years, I had an epiphany: “To fully grasp that I chose to be a part of the hybridization program is to fully grasp how powerful I truly am.”

As I sat with that, I heard, “Yes. Now love it, own it, use it – to create the reality you prefer.”

My hybrid children cheered. So did Mirabella.

Three Nights in a Row!

By: Sharon McCormick


You just never know what those ETs are going to get up to.

The other night, after Barbara Lamb's monthly Experiencers gathering – a  wonderful evening full of love, laughter and talk about the hybrid kids - I enjoyed just being in the flow as I drove back up the mountain to Idyllwild.

Pulled in at midnight. My neighbors' car was in the driveway. Their cabin was pitch black dark. When I got out of my car, their headlights flashed a couple of times, then went dark. As I walked down the driveway, it kept happening. I thought the 20-something daughter and her boyfriend must be in the car playing with me.

 

When it didn’t stop, I thought maybe they were signaling me to come over. So I did. Nobody was inside. The lights kept flashing, stopping, flashing again. I thought, "Wow, if that goes on all night, it’s going to be really annoying," because their car points straight at my bedroom window. I also worried that their battery might run down but didn’t really want to wake them up.

As soon as I got inside my cabin, it stopped. As I was getting ready for bed a little while later, I suddenly went, "Oh, I get it!!" Then I thought, "Man, I hope they were just welcoming me home and not trying to tell me to look up!!" I mean, what if I missed a really good sighting?

That was the sum total of my thoughts about it – until the next night. At 2:00 a.m. as I was getting ready for bed, it happened again. Their car was again pointing toward my cabin, the bedroom side. The lights flashed on and off a couple of times. I didn’t go outside but I’m pretty sure the young neighbors weren’t in the car playing with the headlights at that time of night. But who knows? Maybe…

Again, I didn’t think that much about it the next day. Had things to do. In the wee hours of that night, as I got up to go to the bathroom, a blindingly bright light shone into my office window, the opposite side of the cabin from where the neighbors’ car was parked. It stayed on for two or three seconds, went out, then quickly flashed on and off a few times. Definitely not car headlights. This time, no way, zero.

Guess they realized that mere headlights hadn’t done the trick so they decided to knock a little louder. A lot louder. This time I got their crystal clear message: GET ON WITH IT ALREADY!

The hybrid kids are waiting to arrive. They’re very excited. By not fully releasing the things in my life that no longer serve me, I’m making the children – and myself – wait longer than need be.

Just a few days before all this happened, Shay, my oldest hybrid daughter, had sent me the same message: “Get on with it, Mom!” The night after that I had a clear vision of Daisy, one of the younger ones. She was playing with the multi-colored New Earth that I’ve put into some of the watercolors I’ve done of my kids, as if it were a ball.

She suddenly stopped, walked toward me and silently handed me the ball. Her telempathic message was just as clear as Shay’s: “The New Earth is yours if you want it. It’s totally up to you.”

She’s right. It is.

Whirlwind of My Hybrid Child & His Human Father

by Bridget Nielsen

During 2012 I developed deep telempathic relationships with five of my hybrid children which has been life changing and super fun! I'm really enjoying the journey of getting to know them both by using my extrasensory perceptions and most profoundly through my heart... the beacon of profound soul contact. Having my kids land physically and living with me will just be the icing on the cake of my active hybrid motherhood!

I've felt the essence of a little guy around me for the last six months, but this elusive Peter Pan of a kid is always on the move... swirling, playing and being a true trickster! Two weeks ago, before my Hawaii trip, I had the pleasure of spending the day with my rainbow sister Vanessa who's also a direct channel to the kids, unbeknownst to her until that evening, and with my intuitive mother Alexandra. Messages, information, names, personalities, and the essences of many of our kids were present. Having three open receptors excited to connect with them, the kids chatted away like crazy.

During Bashar's December 22nd transmission, future Earth hybrid human and parallel reality specialist Willa Hillicrissing came through, transmitting immense love and more. She explained that the hybrid children will take on natural names when they arrive on Earth. After I heard this, I could feel my kids wanting to rename themselves already... Mia became "Crystal" and Lima became "Lily Luna." Then the little guy swooped in for the first time in months. He came in like a blizzard, a whirlwind, and a tornado of light energy! He said he wanted to be nicknamed "Twister"! I was excited to have him stick around that day so I could connect with him on a new level.

Simultaneously, over the past six months, several guys I have met or dated have hybrid children connections. In each of these cases there has been a mutual magnetic pull that feels unique and not necessarily associated with connections from parallel incarnations (past lives). They feel like this-life connections. Whether these new friends are mainstream or on a spiritual path, all of us have felt like we were on the ship together as children and that some of them contributed DNA to the creation of (our) my hybrid children.

As synchronicity has led me to these male/father contributors, it's been a deeply moving experience to reconnect with them in this reality. I spoke with UFO researcher Mike H and he nonchalantly validated my recent discoveries, saying that these reconnections happen all the time, that there are more than 500 researched cases of this nature.

On my recent trip to Hawaii, I had a strong childlike connection with a young man from Australia. On the trip the group learned more about hybrid kids and by the end lots of them were open to acknowledging that they have them too. The Aussie asked me one afternoon with sincerity and a rare moment of seriousness, "Do I have hybrid children?" The answer was a strong and emotional "Yes!"

Later that day he spontaneously said, "I was born in the middle of a tornado... It was right outside of the hospital!" My heart skipped and I instantly thought, "That comment and its timing are too synchronistic. Twister may be his son!" I wanted to sleep on it before I told him. I understand that it's pretty big news and I wanted to be doubly sure. The next day was his birthday and Twister knew exactly what to gift his dad, the news of his existence. Twister was persistent with me and soaked my heart in love, guiding me to paint him and share.

The Aussie hybrid father received the news with gratitude and excitement! Each parent has a unique bond with their hybrid children, just like human relationships which have to be cultivated and nurtured. More updates to come...

It's been amazing for me to experience the merging of my unconscious experiences, flickering in my dreams, emerging into my conscious everyday life! The people I meet, the synchronicities, and the guidance feel like an interconnected web of light and memories that are coming to life! I've been living a double life since childhood and each unconscious hidden memory I discover paradoxically reveals more light aligned with the essence what I've created in my waking life. Since December 21^st I’ve become present to a new sense of wonder and curiosity as I remember more and as my two realities blend into one!

***We'd love for you to share your awakenings and experiences with our star family or the hybrid children. Please email us if you'd like to contribute because you are a part of our community :) bridget@hybridchildrencommunity.com

Shifting Perspective (about ETs and Greys)

by Laura Geiger

It all started with dreams last spring that were so clear and unmistakably real that I began to wonder if I had been involved in the ET experiments. I had little to no knowledge of abduction tales and yet I discovered later that the details in my dreams matched the accounts of so many others. Had I too been abducted? My reading and research led me to begin connecting dots across years of not only dreams but conscious memories, like the flashing light coming through my bedroom every night in my early twenties, the one whose source I could never find. I had to reframe many of the encounters I’d had with God into what they actually were: encounters with ETs. While my memories and dreams were in fact positive, reading others’ descriptions of aliens walking through walls with forceful spindly arms turned me fearful. I began imagining the worst scenarios and experienced paralyzing fear when falling asleep at night.

Then, mercifully, I was gifted three dreams in one night that demonstrated for me the beautiful lovingkindness of the Greys. In the first dream, four of them came through the back of a house where my family was attending a party. We had known they were coming, and all other partygoers were rendered unconscious while we interacted with the visitors. My young daughter opened the door for them, and we communicated with them easily and comfortably. Their love for us was strong, and they knew us deeply.
The second in the series of dreams was the morning after that party when my son and I were driving away. We noticed many people around us were frozen with their arms stretched up in the air and realized it was about to happen to us, too. Our car began to slow, and our arms began to rise. Remarkably, I felt no fear, only peace.

Similarly, I experienced no fear in the third dream, when a ship was landing in my backyard. My companions were slack-jawed looking out the window as a piercing electric noise and vibration filled the air. I trusted the process to the degree that I had no need to turn around and see the ship. 

When I awoke, I was filled with a portion of that extreme electric energy and a “peace that passes all understanding.” I could finally let go of the fear and embrace my version of the Greys, one of loving, benevolent beings intricately wound into the fabric of humanity. They are our future selves, our friends. 

I know that the release of fear was what facilitated a visitation from my hybrid children two days later. They visited me in that meditative in-between state and introduced themselves, in a kind of inter-dimensional receiving line. The two I already knew were first, and the next two I saw clearly in their physical forms. They presented their ideas on names for themselves, and we “negotiated” a bit on the best versions of their ideas. Two more came as strong energy like pistons with names already firmly selected, and the last came as more of an idea, introduced by the rest of them. “He’s the smallest,” they said. My hybrid children call themselves by words or names they have heard us speak in our home, which shows me they are listening and present. We try to include them in our activities and let them know they are so welcome in our lives and in our family.
Here’s to releasing old patterns of fear and jumping into all that awaits in the high, fine vibration of love! Bring it on.

artist and teacher at Sweet Reunion Studios and Laura Geiger Art

End of the ET Quarantine - Happy December 21st, 2012

HAPPY WINTER SOLSTICE EVERYONE - 12/21/12! 

The BIG question... What is really happening today? Here's our explanation!

This is the first time in tens of thousands of years that Earth's collective energy has become slightly more positive than negative on our planet. We've been playing out every possible scenario of polarity so that we have a full visceral parallel experience that we are all things, and can now become ONE....

This accelerated positive energy has been increasing since the Roswell Crash in 1947 and is culminating through the 3 day transition on today's Winter Solstice with the return of the sun (son-Christ), and darkness turning into light (resurrection/rebirth). Humanity's collective Christ Consciousness is the second coming.... The tipping point of this day marks the threshold crossing that spans 2010-2015. Multiple parallel possible futures will be splitting off - paradoxically - in this time of integration so it is a time to choose, BE, and ACT on who you truly are so that you experience an awakened world that is in full alignment with your soul! 

This date also marks the end of the extraterrestrial quarantine... our galactic and hybrid families are free to visit us whenever our energy is aligned and when we so choose... in perfect timing! 

SUPER EXCITING!!!!! BE who you are and ENJOY :)

I Know Those Guys (Hybrid Kids)!

Many people recall being taken aboard ships as children and interacting both with other human children and the hybrid kids. Berkeley resident Oliver Mork reports on a recent incident while playing with his nephew:

I was looking at the artwork on your site with my 5-year-old nephew and explaining some of what I know about the Hybridization program to him when he said to me: "Unkie O, I know those guys!" He quickly dashed inside his house, grabbed his art supplies and drew a picture of two hybrid beings!

Tears of Joy

By: Sigrid Karssens (The Netherlands)

This is an excerpt from "Hemels Aarden," a book by Sigrid Karssens, which will soon be published in English.

The Baby

 

I gain more and more control over my out-of-body experiences. During a dream I realize I can walk through walls, jump out of windows or fly away without a second thought. I literally fly out of my dream and drift around for a bit in my own expanded consciousness. There I train myself to use the power of my conscious mind to move myself around within this dimension. Sometimes tranquilly gliding along, other times I run amok with great speed. In this next dimension I don’t see much and have difficulty gaining my bearings, because I don’t know what the correct bearings are. I do not understand what I’m doing. Luckily, I am secured by ever vigilant extraterrestrial hands as I reach out with my flailing arms for something to hold onto, for something to touch.

This time, I can feel that the hands do not hesitate. Instead they are filled with enthusiasm; multiple hands grab mine and let me go again. From small, weak, alien, childlike hands, to large, strong, humanoid, firm hands, all of them want to hold me, just for a moment. I am delighted that so many are with me. And so I am guided into another world. The hands recede. I land on a surface of dusty, fine sand and then I feel a small tender baby-foot and a baby-hand. I want to see! I have to see! When a small baby is put into my arms, I’m slowly able to perceive more and more. With my hands I have to support its head, which is a lot larger and in particular much broader than the head of a human baby. Immediately I understand that this is the next step in the chapter “Touching the Head.” It is a Borendtbaby, half human, half Zeta. Its body is naked and though it’s finely built, it is not limp or “boneless.” Its little neck is thin however, especially in comparison to its large hairless head. Its face is broad and lacks the typical chubby cheeks of a baby, making it look like a tiny old man. Its eyes are a bit larger and more slanted, with large irises and wide pupils. I kiss it gently; it’s so delicate compared to our own babies.

I want to cry, but hold back the tears, because my physical body lying in bed will also cry and then there is a chance that Fons will wake me. After a while I ask the child telepathically: “Where is your mother?” The child looks around and then finds his mother, a Borendtwoman. She comes over to stand with me and console me. Because I am crying she carefully strokes my back. I tell her that it isn’t necessary; the tears are tears of joy. This gesture is so wonderful, so universally binding! Everyone understands the message, whether you are terrestrial or extraterrestrial! I give the child to her and speak with her. I can sense her wisdom, but oddly I also feel a sad loss, which becomes apparent in her somewhat clumsy attitude towards the baby. It’s like she is the caregiver, not the mother. A while later I awake. Only then, in my supersensitive human body, I can truly ruminate and feel what I have experienced. Again, I am unable to prove it. People will just have to take my word for it. And if they don’t, that’s fine as well. But the woman felt like my daughter, the embryo that was taken away when I was twenty-six, and the child felt like my grandson. Her sadness was that of a mother she had missed, her wisdom was that she did impose herself on me, when I, her mother, was with her.

It is Sunday morning. The milk boils over and the bread rolls we eat have been baked too long and are too hard. The members of my family know what is going on. Mama has been flying and did not quite land yet. I tell them of the extraterrestrial baby and how overjoyed I was with this gesture, but I do not tell them that it felt like my grandson and that I felt like I had met my own daughter. I couldn’t grasp it mentally, let alone explain it. Nevertheless, I will leave it in this text, because my inner knowledge does not have to convince me. Oh what a large step towards loving trust has been made on this day, the 12th of February 2012, not only from my end, but from theirs as well! I can feel the abduction of the past fade away.

The days afterward I notice the impact that this gesture has made on me. I was moved as deeply as with the two Maria apparitions in 2008. Every time, I am moved by this memory and my heart aches from the love I feel. I can feel the universal value. I understood the light-language within this message.

-Sigrid Karssens

www.praktijksigridkarssens.nl.

Artwork of Sigrid's hybrid daughter by Saleire

Taking a Trip with My Hybrid Son!

By: Bridget Nielsen

In my experience, the hybrid children (in general) are quite bold, playful, clear, funny, and direct in their communication. Their guidance is unmistakable once you recognize their flavor and energy. By nature they're a "hybrid" mix of imaginative little kids and heightened awareness, which is why I refer to their communication as guidance. Where personal guides tend to be more subtle, the kids are not... They can really assist us in the most playful path that leads to awakening if we simply listen and go!

In early September Sharon and I were talking about locations for the children to land and assimilate when the time is right. During that time, I saw sign after sign pointing me to Santa Fe and Sedona, whether it was license plates, "random" phone calls and many other synchronicities, but I didn't listen. I wrote off the synchronicities as just an excuse to go on a trip so I ignored the guidance. I was off to London by October, which was perfect, and there I integrated other energies while painting!

 As a sensitive person, I've learned that there's a direct correlation between my physical location and receiving strong messages from the unseen realms. I always have a good connection with the "higher planes" in Los Angeles, but in Utah and London very little inspiration and connection comes through for me. With my new understanding that certain places either resonate with my core vibrator essence or they don’t, I'm dedicated to listening to my guidance and BEing in places that support my expanded awareness.

After hearing crickets instead of hybrid children in London, I landed back in LA for a Bashar workshop. I needed a little assistance in getting the momentum moving with my kids again - and I got it! Here's the transcript of the conversation I had with Bashar where he channeled one of my hybrid sons.

Bridget: Are there any specific messages from my hybrid children at this time?

Bashar: (click click... downloading) Are you going somewhere in the Southwest area of your United States?

Bridget: I would like to... I haven't planned it.

Bashar: Why would you like to and have not gone? Watch out, you know you're going to step into a trap.

Bridget: It is my intention, so therefore it is my action.

Bashar But you have not acted, why not?

Bridget: I've been in a different country. I'm going to go there now.

Bashar: Right now? (the crowd laughs)

Bridget: No, because I am here.

Bashar: Why do you wish to go to that area, why does it attract you?

Bridget: I feel a vibratory connection.

Bashar: Any specific area?

Bridget: Santa Fe and Sedona.

Bashar: Alright, so you will take action to move in that direction soon without any particular expectation that you need to wind up there, yes?

Bashar: Of course!

Bridget: Thank you!

Bashar: Then that's the message from a hybrid child.

Bridget: Yeeee!

Bashar: No, that's not his name. (laughs)

Bridget: Can you give me...

Bashar: Noooo.... (laughs) Go to those areas and you'll get the information you need because you'll be in a vibration where it will be easier for you to communicate.

Bridget: Thank you for confirming the guidance I already received.

Bashar: We thank you for allowing us to reflect to you what you already knew.

Bridget: Thank you very much.

I took action the very next day and through various immediate synchronicities, I'll be creating vibrational art for the beautiful Angel Valley Retreat in Sedona for ET contact and to open dimensional gateways!

This conversation with Bashar confirmed what my kids have been telling me for months and reminded me that it's completely valid to go on a trip for no other reason than my excitement to do so! Having fun and being playful is critical for our 2012 awakening. It puts you in a high vibration to perceive new possibilities! When you follow your excitement and the kids are involved, I've found that everything unfolds very quickly in the very best ways! When my hybrid kids call again, I'll definitely be listening this time!

So, I'm off to have fun and play with my hybrid children in the Southwest for the next few weeks! More stories coming soon!!

Anima, Part 5: Pick a Card!

In December of 2009 I had a private session with Bashar (Bashar.org) and Anima, his female colleague, about my hybrid children. You can scroll down and/or click Other Blog Posts at the right of this page to read Parts 1-4 of the transcript. This is the final installment.

Sharon: Can you tell me about the other children, the 7 and 9 year olds?
Anima: No!
S: How about the 3 year old?
A: No! One moment. I cannot tell you – but he can. One moment.
Child (completely different voice): Cards, deck of cards... Cards, deck of cards.
S: Who are you?
C: Cards, deck of cards, pick a card.
S: Um, jack of diamonds.
C: Jack. Of diamonds. Shiny diamonds. Jack, Jack, Jack. I will be Jack. Jack of diamonds.
S: How old are you?
(The channel holds up three fingers.)
S: Three! All right!
J: Jack, Jack, Jack. Jack of diamonds, shiny diamonds. Jack.
S: Thank you.
(Anima returns)
A: Will that do?
S: Yes.
A: Yes, you just named him.

This was the first time one of my children spoke to me directly through Darryl. It was so brief and I was so stunned, I didn't know what to say except "Thank you!" It may not come across in black-and-white, but the kid was hilarious, a young magician learning the tricks of the trade. I've sometimes wondered how the conversation might have gone if I'd said five of clubs or nine of hearts. Maybe it was a telephathic hit because that's the name he wanted. Whatever, Jack he is!