PORTRAIT OF A
MILLENNIUM CHILD:
HANNAH

Mother of the World, oil on canvas, by Suzanne DeVeuve In the Kabbala, the hair is compared to the roots of a tree reaching back to the stars. Similarly the spiritual centers or chakras extend through our bodies out to the universe. The mother brings our souls to Earth, and we move through Earth and back to the stars again

My daughter Hannah was born in 1996. I didn’t have a name for her, but the minute she was born, I knew what it was. As far as I am concerned, she named herself.

Hannah is sweet and can change your mood with a look. She is also very demanding—and wants things to be her way. She challenges any authority to see if they will give in.

She is constantly on the go and has to be busy all the time. She doesn’t nap; she just goes until she passes out—a lot of energy I call it, but not hyperactive. She doesn’t have any attention problems. Actually she is more aware of things than most people are. You only have to tell her something once, and if she already knows it, she’ll tell you, “I already know that.” For example she knew how to blow up a balloon and it’s like I should know she knows how do to that! If you look into her eyes you will know what I am talking about.

FEAR AND PSYCHIC ATTACK

Since Hannah was a baby, Carol, my psychic friend in Arkansas, told me that she would have special powers. That has been true. There have also been special challenges. Last spring, we were experiencing a lot of strange things around here and Hannah was afraid—very afraid. She told me snakes were trying to get her. She didn’t want to be alone and would wake up in unbelievable fear. The only place she felt safe was at her church daycare. I called up my friend, and she did a reading which culminated in a distance healing. After that she quit having problems.

While this was going on Hannah was very sick. She would tell me that the snakes that were coming into the house were making her sick. At the time, I could feel something was uneasy in our house, but I wasn’t sure what it was. My Dad, who has some psychic abilities, emailed me and called me and was very concerned about Hannah. He is 1500 miles away, but they have a really close connection. Her picture floated off the top of a cabinet in his home and she kept coming into his mind, so he became concerned. This was around the same time that she was sick.

LOVE AND PROTECTION

Strangely enough, Hannah says she has someone named Carlo who is protecting her. I have a very few friends I can talk to about this. Fortunately, I grew up in a household with a father who is very attuned and has some physic ability, so I can talk to him.

Hannah talks about Jesus a lot and when she says her prayers she talks to him like he is sitting beside her. This all started within the last year. We aren’t very religious, so I don’t even know how she heard about Jesus. She goes to a church daycare but they don’t teach bible stories there and we are not really frequent churchgoers. Yet she always talks about Jesus and God. If I do something and she doesn’t like it, she tells me that God’s watching me. I’m serious. She tells me straight out, “Mom, you had better be nice, God is watching you.” If my husband and I argue she tells us it is not nice to fight and to stop. She is very bold for four years old.

We went to a non-denominational Christian church recently—the one affiliated with the daycare preschool that Hannah attends. The kids at vacation bible school had learned some songs and were putting on a presentation in church. All the kids were invited to bring their families and Hannah really wanted us all to go. Well, I was a little uncomfortable because this was a bit more charismatic than I was used to. They put their hands in the air, but they didn’t speak in tongues or anything like that. We started off with a song, one I didn’t know about praising the Lord. Anyway, Hannah started crying and sobbing into my shoulder. I thought maybe she was uncomfortable so I sat down and asked her “What’s wrong, are you scared?” She said, “No I’m not scared. Jesus died for our souls and he is in my heart.” Wow! I thought, ‘I didn’t get that out of the song.’ Then I listened more carefully. She actually had to bring my attention to the words. I realized that Hannah understood the reality of what happened to Jesus—deeper than any adult in the building.

HEALING

When my oldest daughter Jessica was nine she went to the Mayo Clinic because she was so ill. She had been sick all her life with serious stomach problems. She would vomit for days with nothing in her stomach and was in and out of the hospital every six weeks for sometimes a week to a month at a time. She had seven surgeries, was several times in ICU and she almost died a few times. During this visit, we stayed with her for a month at the Ronald McDonald House. The doctors told us that medications could help, but that her stomach problems wouldn’t ever go away. They didn’t really do anything for her. It was almost like we were meant to go to the clinic for another reason. Hannah was only eight months old at the time, but my psychic friend told me to have Hannah put her hands on Jessica’s stomach everyday, and so I did. Now three-and-a-half years later, Jessica has never been back in the hospital or been sick again.

While we were at the clinic, the sick kids were drawn to Hannah. In her four years, that child has been touched more than I probably have in my whole life. I guess you could say I wasn’t a 100% believer at that point, but children who had been in the hospital for weeks and months—after spending time with Hannah—were able to go home. They were not always completely cured, but on the way to a remarkable recovery.

One child had a brain tumor that had metastasized and spread all over his body. He was given three months to live. Hannah spent a lot of time with him. He was really sick and I knew he was dying. About a year later when we went back to visit the Ronald McDonald House, I asked if he had passed away. To my amazement I found out that he went into total remission. His tumor is gone.

There were some foreign people in the hospital who didn’t talk to any Americans, but they always had to talk to Hannah and hold her. So many strangers wanted to hold her. People don’t generally let strangers hold their baby, but I couldn’t help it. Now, as Hannah has gotten older, she is very selective about people. If she doesn’t like you, you must not be a very good person. I trust her instincts because they has never proven wrong. She has a very high sense of knowing.
Sometimes after a long day, I have a headache. Several months ago Hannah started coming up and putting her hands on my eyes and forehead. It relaxes me and my headache always goes away. The other day she said, “Mommy how can I stop my ear from hurting like I do your headaches and stress?” I told her to put her hand on her ear like she does my eyes and think and feel the same thing. The next day she was not complaining of an earache. Also, her runny nose was gone.

MIND CONTROL

My dad does brain wave training and other things to helps kids with problems to learn to control their mind so they don’t get into trouble, or can get out of trouble. One of his instruments helps you change the temperature in your hand up or down by using your mind. He uses it to help kids build self-esteem.

My oldest daughter did a science fair experiment using it a couple of years ago and still has the equipment. You hook it up to your finger and tell the person to think warm thoughts. There is a timer attached. It takes my oldest two kids Jessica and Shawn probably five minutes to move the temperature up about four degrees. In a matter of about two minutes Hannah moved hers up twenty-four degrees—from eighty (out in the cold) up to one hundred and four. All you do is tell her to think warm thoughts and warm her hand up. She does it without much thought. I called my Dad right away and asked if this was normal. He said it must have to do with her gifts, because he’d never seen that before. He was amazed.

FRIENDSHIPS

Hannah has a couple of friends in her daycare that I think might also be Indigo children, because she only associates closely with those two kids. She plays with others, but if those two aren’t there, she doesn’t want to be there. One child her age comes here and she goes to their house. When they are together playing, she is not so serious; it’s a relaxing time and that is a joy and a relief to me when she plays with children her age, because she generally wants to play with older kids and be around adults. She doesn’t always carry on a conversation, but she prefers to be right there with me and her Dad, her big sister and brother and their friends. Jessica is twelve and Shawn is ten.

DREAMS AND VISIONS

Hannah has just started telling me about dreams. They are very vivid. The first one was about a man who was trying to take her away. She was very terrified. Then about two weeks later, she had a good dream where she shot that man. I asked her how was that a good dream if you shot someone. She told me that she didn’t hurt him and found out that he wasn’t trying to take her. He was going to take care of her and protect her. After she told me this, I asked her if he was still here and she said, “Not now, but God and Jesus are here right now.”

She was very, very happy after that dream. When I continued to try and talk to her about it and get more information and she said to me, “MOM, it is over and everything is okay. We don’t need to talk about it anymore.” She was very serious about that. She only discusses things with you when she wants to, but when she wants to discuss it, its now.

From the time she could talk, she has told me about things she sees. Sometimes she will describe them and sometimes she won’t. When she was probably a year and a half old, she started to refer to something that she called cow-cow. It’s very colorful. It’s a girl and a boy—one being, a girl/boy. She doesn’t tell me much more except that it is always by me. It is still there. She is not afraid of it; she sees it and I believe her. I think she sees guides also. She describes a man that looks like Santa Claus, but she said he is not Santa Claus. She told me that straight out. She also talks to the dog and the dog seems to understand her.

VACATION ADVENTURES

Our entire family went to South Dakota on vacation recently. When we went to different places it was like she could sense history. She was very interested in every place we went and everything we looked at. I think she actually had more fun than the other kids.

She is not the type of child that is afraid. Climbing rocks, oh my goodness—at the site of Custer State Park, there are lots of giant rocks to climb. My husband was terrified for her, but she wasn’t afraid at all. She felt very safe. On that vacation, she wanted to climb the highest rocks, walk on rocks over water, go on the tramway, go in a helicopter, ride go carts really fast; she even wanted to bungie jump, but they said she was too young. Thank goodness. My heart couldn’t take much more. She loves the amusement park and not the kiddy rides, the big fast ones—the higher and faster the better. She is not afraid of bugs; she picks them up and talks to them. She even tells me their names. It seems that a four-year-old would have more caution and would welcome help, but she does not want any help.

The only time she was afraid on our entire vacation was when we went into a cave. In the Black Hills by Mt. Rushmore there are lots of limestone caves that were formed millions of years ago. We were inside a cave on a tour, and she wasn’t very comfortable. She told me that she saw something, but she wouldn’t explain. Sometimes she will tell you what she is scared of and sometimes she won’t. There was climbing later in the cave and she did it all by herself.

DEATH

We live about 1000 miles away from any family. When she was two, my mom’s brother died. Hannah woke up in the middle of the night, sat up in bed and started crying for her grandma (my mom). She couldn’t tell me what was wrong. She just said, she needed grandma right now. At that same exact time, my uncle had passed away. Hannah had never met him or my aunt either. At three and a half, she told me my aunt was going to die the next day. She said the day, “on Saturday.” My aunt was sick with cancer, but nobody expected her to die yet. On Saturday, Hannah said, “The angels are there to get your aunt.” My mom called two hours later because she was so upset, but Hannah had already told me.

When our family went to my aunt’s funeral, Hannah had never met my whole family before. She didn’t say anything, but she just walked up to people she didn’t know and gave them a hug. It was like she could sense their grief and wanted to make them feel better.

My honest opinion is that GOD has hand selected where these Indigo kids will go and knows that their parents can handle it. Even though we seem a little stressed at times, these children are wonderful. Hannah has brought my life to a place I never even imagined I would go. I enjoy life more. My other children are wonderful too, but Hannah brings a different part of me out—a part I didn’t know about before.