Lynne Antink, 65, from Cambridge
Cuddling my newborn baby, I looked proudly down into his little face.
‘Welcome to the world, Colin,’ I whispered to him. It was 1992, and I already knew my son was special. He had a red thumb print on his forehead, in his third eye area, and I knew what that meant.
Colin was a gifted‘Indigo Child’ My gran, Emmy, knew it too. The first time she saw it, after I brought him home from the hospital, she looked at Colin and gasped.
‘He’s like us, Lynne,’ she said. She didn’t have to say any more, I knew exactly what she was talking about. You see, she and I were both psychic.
I’ve been able to see spirit since I was a tiny child, regularly…
