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Star Child
B Y  NATHAN MORRISEY

I AWOKE IN A JITTER. THE ROOM I FOUND MYSELF IN WAS STRANGE, yet at the same time strangely familiar. The walls had a smooth pastel appearance. I found myself in a comfortable position on what appeared to be a dentist chair. I started to wonder where I was; last thing I remembered was that I was getting ready for bed. “What a strange dream”, I thought to myself.

And then I saw a man approach me. He was of average height, with a stocky build and short brown hair. Without seeing his lips move I heard him say, “Welcome.” I started to open my mouth to ask where I was I was, and then stopped. In my mind I felt I knew this place... I had been here before!

A woman came in through the sliding door to the right of me. She was slender and slightly taller then the man in front of me. Her hair was a lighter shade and her curls seemed to bounce like springs as she crossed the room and came towards me. I watched, fascinated, as their lips remained motionless yet sounds were coming from them quite clearly. Both of them seemed to be busy scanning me with small calculator-sized instruments. It tickled a bit, but I felt no pain or fear.

The woman turned to me and, moving her lips for the first time, said: “It’s called telepathy, and, yes, you have been here before—many times. You’re not dreaming, but you will remember this as a dream. You’re in a very special place, far from where you live, in a spacecraft with us.”

She then asked me to come with her. I followed her, walking down hallways and through whooshing doors. The architecture of this building-like structure was remarkable! The walls were rounded and smooth. There seemed to be no room for rigid lines and corners in this world. Many people, alldressed in jumpsuits of various pastels, walked past us as we made our way to our destination. I stopped for a moment to look out a window. l I could see the universe in such detail; it reminded me of the Van Gogh painting ‘Starry, night’. The colour of the stars and nebulas was alluring. It fit the rest of my surroundings seamlessly.

In a few minutes we arrived at our destination. I found myself in a room with five others, two men and three women. My guide left me with this group. This group of strangers felt familiar to me, as if I should know who they were. I soon found that these people felt the same way about me. My attention was attracted towards one of the women. She was slender and youthful, about the same age and height as myself. Her hair was black and wavy; her green eyes seemed to penetrate my own. I felt very close to her, as if I knew her, but I couldn’t remember where I had seen her before..

My mind started to recall the many dreams I have had in my life. She was in many of them, as had the others in the room. Like deja vu, I remembered being here before. Still, I wasn’t scared; rather, I felt fairly calm. Even though I couldn’t fully comprehend where I was, I knew I was somewhere safe.

A few moments later a short stocky blonde man rushed into the room and said:“Welcome class! Sorry for being late! I am your instructor for today.” His voice was high pitched as if he had been inhaling from a helium balloon.

I then poked up my hand into the air, and asked, “Where am I? This all looks familiar, but I cannot remember why?” The instructor smiled and proceeded to tell me that many of my memories had been blocked for my own protection. Any memories that remained would only be recalled as prominent dreams until such time as I was ready to accept and understand what was really going on.

“Then who am I? And what is so special about me that I would be here in this spacecraft at this moment in time?” I continued to question.

“You’re a star-child, and like all star children you have an important role to accomplish on your planet. We are here to help you do that," the instructor said.

After that the class settled down and began to focus on what was next. The instructor proceeded with lessons on our psychic abilities. We were encouraged to practice our telepathic abilities on each other. I of course paired off with the black-haired beauty who seemed to be the most familiar to me.

Instantly I found my telepathic abilities matched my partner's. Together we remembered previous times that we had spend together. We had grown up with each other in this spacecraft. We were not sure if we had ever ran into each other while on earth, but we made a promise that one day we would. Our connection was astounding, and crystal clear. We knew that we were each other’s counterparts for our mission on earth. And that one day, we would meet again when the time was right for us to work together on earth. Right now we were preparing for that moment—together, on this spacecraft.

When it was time to go home I was escorted to a flat plateau that reminded me of the one Star Trek uses to ‘beam’ persons from place to place. My vision faded and I could only see white fog around me. Then I felt a small jolt and found myself lying on my bed, still wearing my street clothes. I could fully remember the events that took place. The only things that seemed to be missing were details of names and places. I remembered that I had tried to tell my partner my name and address, and that she had shared her own. However, I could no longer remember neither her name, nor her address.

Every time I dream of her I seem know her name, but when I awake in the morning it is gone. Perhaps, it is like the instructor said, that some memories are blocked to protect me. I know that when the both of us are ready we will meet each other. We are soul mates.

I have always felt different. This was the first dream I can remember that gave mean answer to, “Who Iam.” I have always felt that I was here for some reason. Deep inside I knew that I knew the answers, but I could not recall them. Now I know who I am, and, at least in part, why I am here. Now I know why I always felt different from my friends and schoolmates while growing up - I am a star-child.

When I was growing up, it wasn’t only me who sensed I was different; others felt it too. Even today, at the age of 24, people remark on it. For many years I have tired to explore myself, and find the answers to my life: who am I? Why am I so different? Why am I here? Over the years I have found tidbits of information, and had many mysterious dreams in which clues were dropped about my purpose here.

I have natural psychic abilities that have gotten stronger as I aged. At first I was scared of them. As a child I didn’t want to be different, I wanted to be just like everyone else. However, no matter how hard I tried, I could not escape who I am. After time I began to accept and embrace my differences. With the advent of the Internet I have been able to log on and find others like myself who had the same questions as I had. I found a vast array of special people. I found star-seeds and indigo children; I found ancient teachers and new souls, both struggling to find their place in this world. Most importantly, I was finding myself.

It brings me comfort to know I am not the only ‘different’ one in this world; that there are others out there. Each one of us has something to contribute to the spiritual development of this planet. We are all working together for one purpose, like a mosaic of tiles forming one picture—it is beautiful!

If I could give a message to everyone in the world, it would be that we are all needed. We may not understand exactly what we are needed for, but we will know when the time is right! And then it will be our time to shine as bright as all the stars in the vast universe, lighting the way for humankind. We are all very special, no matter who or where we are, and we all have a part to play, and a destiny to fulfill right here!

© 2003 Nathan Morrissey

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR


Nathan Morrissey
is an aspiring writer who is currently living in western Canada with his roommate (and brother), Daniel. Nathan is taking a writing course and hopes by the end of his course he will be established enough to start a career in writing articles and perhaps even a novel or two. Nathan has always been interested in the spiritual and mysterious events of this world, and loves to share his knowledge concerning these things. You may e-mail Nathan at nmorrissey@shaw.ca

 
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