Allison DuBois - Don't Kiss Them Good-bye

A child may be dealing with something other than psychic phenomena, such as a chemical imbalance, depression, anxiety, or simply the need for attention. I highly recommend having the child evaluated by a physician to rule out or treat any of these possibilities. Take everything into consideration.

Because I get so much e-mail concerning children who have behavior problems or ADD (attention deficit disorder), I felt I must address this. I have seen instances where parents have misread their child’s symptoms and come to the wrong conclusions. This is an area of great controversy, and sometimes there are no easy answers.

Children with ADD are easily distracted and over-stimulated. They have trouble focusing on what they are doing, so their grades often suffer. Their brains are in overdrive. However, this does not mean that the images in their minds are coming from the other side. There is no real correlation between psychic powers and other common problems such as ADD or depression. However, in my opinion, children with such problems are also no less likely to have the gift than other children. It’s important for parents not to rule anything out or jump to any conclusions.

In one case, a child often spoke of suicides, so his family thought that deceased people were coming through to him. But judging by what the family said, I didn’t think the boy appeared mediumistic. Something made me ask the professions of his parents. It turned out that his mother was a police dispatcher.

When parents work in this sort of field, they have to look even more closely at the child’s claims. If a child’s information is something he could have overheard at home, then look further. Children who are truly mediums should not be limited to sensing grim, morbid deaths. They should also be able to contact deceased friends or relatives, those with positive energy. Of course, this doesn’t exclude the possibility of an encounter with dark circumstances, but they shouldn’t be all a child sees.

A child may be dealing with something other than psychic phenomena, such as a chemical imbalance, depression, anxiety, or simply the need for attention. I highly recommend having the child evaluated by a physician to rule out or treat any of these possibilities. Take everything into consideration.

My mother divorced my stepdad when I was twelve, and that turned my world upside down. It is typical for a twelve-year-old to feel unstable; a divorce in the family will only add to a child’s sense of insecurity. However, psychic teenagers may find adolescence even more difficult than others do.

Teens are already at the mercy of their hormones. Their emotions are riding high, and everything is a big deal. Throw in a heightened sense of awareness and the ability to literally hear what people are thinking of you, and you have a recipe for misery.

Quite honestly, during my own teen years I drank alcohol to keep myself on a more even keel. I am certainly not suggesting alcohol as an escape; it was a bad choice. Having an understanding parent and communication with other psychics would have been much more helpful. I had no support and it would have made all the difference in my youth.

For me, alcohol would temporarily soften the voices from the other side. If I had a beer in my hand, nobody thought twice when I laughed to myself in solitary conversation. Of course, it wasn’t really a one-way conversation, because I was never truly alone.

Fortunately for me, I was listening on the night my guides came through with what seemed at the time to be nothing more than a decorating tip.

I was seventeen and living at my friend Susie’s house. I’d known her since I was two and she was four; we grew up on the same cul-de-sac. We were best friends and partners in crime. When we were little we’d spent half a day coloring our neighborhood sidewalks to make the world a more beautiful place. After our mothers discovered our urban gallery, we spent the second half of that day scrubbing the sidewalks with soap and water. Susie and I couldn’t understand how our mothers could have missed the beauty of our work.

Susie’s mom, Shari, has always been like a second mom to me. She knew what my life had been like at home. I felt comfort when she took me in at such a confusing time in my young life.

I was in my room, getting ready to go out, when I heard a voice telling me to move my bed, which stood against the south wall, under my bedroom window. Without much thought, I pushed it against the east wall. Let it be known that I am not a big furniture arranger. I usually decide how I like something and then leave it alone. I stood for a moment pondering what I had just done, then quickly got over it.

Hours after I moved my bed, I embarked upon a typical weekend night. My friend Barb and I decided to go to a high school party. We finally made it back to my house at around 1:00 in the morning. Barb and I were tired from our long evening, so we went to my room and passed out (literally).

In the middle of the night I was jolted out of my sleep by a loud crash. Blinding headlights, broken cement blocks, and the front end of a truck were in my bedroom! Cement blocks had landed right on my bed and my room was filled with dust from smashed cement. I shook Barb and told her to wake up. She was in such a deep sleep the noise hadn’t fazed her.

I climbed out of bed and realized that there was a woman in the truck; her face was bleeding, cut up like a jigsaw puzzle. She was trying to put her vehicle into reverse gear and back out. Later we found out that the woman was completely intoxicated (not a big surprise). She had blacked out and driven her truck across three lanes of traffic, over a huge divider, and then through the backyard fence. She came barreling into my bedroom by penetrating first a cement wall and then my window.

At first I was angry and wanted retribution. After all, she could have killed me! When I calmed down, I realized how lucky I was to be alive. It was not lost on me that had I not moved my bed hours before the crash, the impact of the truck would without a doubt have killed both Barb and me. As it was, the right side of the woman’s truck missed my head by one foot. Had the truck entered my room anyplace else, my life would not have been spared.

I knew that a higher power had once again played a role in saving my life. I was surely protected. Just as in my escape from my potential abductors at age eleven, a clear voice had spoken to me, and I had listened.

I am approached by many parents whose teens are having scary visions or are hearing information in their heads that they know is coming from a source other than themselves. For teens going through this, an understanding parent means everything.

First, validate the teen. Acknowledge what he or she is seeing or hearing. This will help to build trust, which is important in order to start an open, relaxed dialogue. Then discuss what he or she is seeing and/or hearing, and talk about what it might mean. Using some of my earlier tips, try to confirm whether your child has a gift. After all, you don’t want to confuse having a gift with a having a mental health issue.

Recently I was informed of a teenage girl who was having visions, premonitions of people being hurt or killed. Her visions were very detailed and what she saw in them would later come to pass. The extensive detail and verified outcome were confirmation of her gift. That what she saw in her visions consistently came to pass defied all odds. This is the clearest sign of psychic ability that you can hope for.

The very first thing kids need to know is that the responsibility to save the world does not rest on their shoulders. Having a vision that a bad thing is going to happen does not mean that you also have the responsibility to change the outcome. Sometimes a bad situation isn’t supposed to be altered because it exists for a reason.