Inter-dimensional Being

I felt ever since I was a child that I do not belong here. My mother had her tubes tied and still gave birth to me 8 years later. I was not meant to be here but I am. I have always looked to the stars in search of answers. At a young age I was aware of things I shouldn’t have been i.e. working w crystals, herbs, astrology, metaphysics in general. But I was not taught this. It was strictly instinctual. I had dreams of being talked to by aliens. 

Age 9:

The dreams always go as follows: 

I “wake” from my sleep to find myself in my room but everything is white and glowing. Then the whispers began. But the whispers were not coming from the room. They were coming from inside my head. A language I have never heard but could somehow understand. Telling me my purpose is to bring divinity to the world. The voices would not tell me how. Just that I have a divine purpose in this world. 

Skip ahead 10 years

Age 19: 

I attempted to have a child for over a year with no such luck. Until one night those voices came back and told me an ancient ritual to bring about a child.

So I woke up the next morning and prepared for the ritual. 

Later that evening SO & I performed the ritual just as instructed in my dreams and we thought nothing had come from the ritual.

Until about a month later when I found out I was pregnant. The conception date was the day we performed the ritual. Whatever was feeding me this information was in fact real and had a REAL impact on my life and on the life I was creating.

Skip ahead

My son:

He is attracted to aliens and space without being told about either. I was watching Documentaries about alien space craft while my son was 5 month old asleep in his swing when all the sudden the blue prints for a space craft showed on screen. Suddenly my son was so excited he started kicking his feet and making happy noises and was so excited. What did he know about space craft? was he connected to the other world like me ?

When my son turned 1 he was sitting in his room playing & watching Lilo & Stitch (he had never seen it before this point)

When the opening scene comes on w the aliens my son freaks out and started clapping, jumping, flailing his wrists and stomping his feet. I asked him, rhetorically of course he couldn’t talk yet, where he learned about aliens and space craft. He without moving his head from the tv pointed directly at me and said “mama”. 

Later that evening I had been meditating and trying to speak to the inter dimensional beings that send me messages. Asking about my son and if he was my purpose of being put on this Earth. I received no reply.