Her name was Lucy.
She touched my heart so deeply for a brief moment in time, that left me in shock and awe at the same time. She showed me a different version of love that I have not known in the physical life or this incarnation. She brought me to tears, and in a single moment I would have given up all of what I have known life to be, to be her Mother, even if it was only for a short period of time.
This is the story of a merging of timelines, the experience of a “parallel reality”, where I got a glimpse into another life I was living, while simultaneously living the one I am speaking to you now. They say time doesn’t exist, that the past, present, and future are all happening at the same time. I believe the same applies to parallel realitites, and there are these moments or phenomenons where we can experience other aspects of our Spirit, living out a completely different version of life. Kinda like those story books we would read as children, where you get to choose an alternate ending to the story, there are many potentials. And the question is, “what if all those endings did in fact happen, or are currently happening, only we are just not aware of it?"
Until we are aware…then what do we do with that information?
The beginning of this story goes back to the fall of 2020. I was driving from Fort McMurray where I was living at the time, and heading south to Fort Saskatchewan to my townhouse that I was getting ready to sell. My parent’s were living in my townhouse, so I was meeting them there to do some minor maintenance with the floors and walls in preparation to listing the home for sale. I was by myself, and often take the opportunity to listen to an audible book to pass away the 4 hour commute. This particular time I was listening to “Aliens in the Backyard”, by Rob & Trish MacGregor…because at that time I was very much fascinated in ALL things aliens and extraterrestrial… well maybe still.
Now have you ever had the experience when watching a movie, reading a book, or maybe listening to music, where a particular message seemed to come through directly to you in that moment, that feels so strong and packed with a powerful intention that is undeniable to the core of your being?
Well this was one of those moments for me. At a point in the book, they were sharing an abduction story of a lady who was brought to the spaceship and she was to “Mother” these hybrid babies, half alien, half human because they kept dying and the aliens lacked the nurturing love and affection that the babies needed to survive. In the book they mentioned the idea of children born with “progeria disease”, to also be hybrid children - of course this topic is highly controversial and asks us to think beyond what we believe to be true. So as always, follow your own truths and question everything. And in case you are wondering, children born with progeria disease is an extremely rare, progressive genetic disorder that causes children to age rapidly with a life expectancy of about 13 years. There is no cure and occurs in 1 in every 4 million worldwide.
However, in that moment as I was driving down highway 63 and those words entered my ears, there was an instant depth of truth that activated every cell in my body. This is a feeling, not a belief. It is as if my whole body was absorbing the information and giving me feedback that reached far beyond what my analytical mind could comprehend as real or not real. Yet everything inside me was confirming the truth. The truth that I had a daughter with progeria. She was around 7 years old, and she was the sweetest, most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. The love that poured through her essence was the strongest, deepest thing I have ever experienced up to that point in my life. I felt such an immense connection to this child and loved her with every fibre of my being. I felt so much love and heartache at the same time because I knew my time with her would be cut way too short. I saw how my whole life would revolve around her, traveling and seeking out to find others and a support team that could give her the best quality of life. I saw my lifestyle and how instantly I would give it all up for her. And if she were to ever come through and be born into this reality, I would welcome her into my life in a heartbeat, despite the heartache that would follow. I never wanted children of my own, but I wanted her.
The tears flooded down my face creating a pool in my lap, they wouldn’t stop. I had to pull over and give myself a moment to process what I was feeling. I tried to compose myself as I drew closer to my townhouse where my parents were. But she was consistently on my mind and in my heart. I remember being on my hands and knees, cleaning the floors and instantly the feeling of her would come back and tears once again filled my eyes. Allowing my hair to cover my face so neither of my parents could see what was happening… because what could I possibly tell them. They would think I was crazy and be worried about my mental health… and I guess in all honesty who wouldn’t question a story like that. Or at least this is what I told myself, so I kept quiet and tried to hold the tears back.
It took nearly a week for me to process that intense experience. Her name, Lucy, came to me after the fact while watching the movie “Lucy”, which is a fantastic movie if you haven’t seen it. And like times before when my guides are trying to get my attention, the name Lucy kept ringing over and over again in my mind until I acknowledged it and knew without a doubt that it was her name that was coming through. And from there I came to realize that experience was a parallel reality that was bleeding over into this reality. That experience showed me what was truly possible, and the depths to which we can feel things, and how one moment can forever change our beliefs or how we see the world around us. It was like a doorway had opened up into another life, only it was mine.
Lucy came to me 1 more time while I was out for an evening jog. I felt her presence and her love and goosebumps came over my whole body. It was not as intense as the first time, but the feeling was there none the less. I knew she was saying goodbye, that it was the end of her existence in that reality but knew our connection was deep and I would one day see/feel her again in some form. I have always despised when someone told me, “you don’t know what love is, because you don’t know the love of having a child”. Love means many things to different people and has depths that are only known to the individual. That experience gave me the unconditional love one has for a child that I will carry with me for the rest of my existence. And maybe that is why I have not felt the urge to have a child in this life, because I have children in other dimensions, or from past lives where the bond is never truly forgotten and is stored within the cellular memory of our bodies…because it is all happening at once, the past, present, and future, and in all realities. Just a thought.
So do parallel realities actually exist? Who is to say what is actually possible or not. For me, my experience of life is that yes, they do exist, and that anything is possible. But this is only truly understood to the experience of the individual as every persons experience is unique to them and coming through the lens of their awareness.
If you read this to the end, congrats, and maybe you now think I am crazy, or maybe it has stirred some questioning of your beliefs. Either way…
Thank you for tuning in, with much love and blessings,
Vicki xo.