The following report was sent into our website by Rick on June 1, 2010:
“Up until the age of three I was raised in an old farm house (circa 1880’s). I grew up with a vivid recollection of an event that happened, but dismissed this as a lucid dream until something happened years later that made me re-think it. I remember lying in my crib in my room, which was completely dark, when I sensed someone else was in the room with me. I recall my crib being positioned near the doorway with the light switch in reach, and when I flicked the switch, nothing happened. Whoever/whatever was in the room with me gently picked me up from my crib and sat me on the dresser. I was not scared as I felt the presence to be very gentle and kind.
Fast forward 20 years – my parents were telling me about strange behaviours that I exhibited when I was an infant and toddler. Apparently, I used to bang my head on the crib to move it around the room, sometimes blocking the door in the process. But there was one incident that really confused them – coming into my room to find me inexplicably perched on the dresser. They always assumed that I must have maneuvered my crib there, somehow climbed out of my crib and on top of the dresser and then kicked the crib away. When I heard this, I couldn’t believe it. I recalled the layout of the room to them, including where the furniture and light switch were, and I was entirely accurate. Outside of this occurrence, I don’t remember anything about my old room.
As if this wasn’t bizarre enough, my Mom told me about a time when I was an infant, long before I could crawl, and I was in a snug bassinette in my room. She left me for a short while and when she came back I was turned completely around. She never understood how I could have managed this on my own, and I sometimes wonder.”