As most readers/posters may have seen, I made an awesome discovery last week, around 26 June 2013, concerning the little boy ghost in my house, who I have lovingly been calling Kiddo since finding out about him. As an added bonus, I had Valkricry from YGS, as a total bystander, sensing the same things that I did, only verifying what I had started to believe. Thanks Val!
As a courtesy to readers who are not familiar with my stories, Kiddo is the only spirit in my house who is physically tied to the property. He burned to death in the spot he now calls his sanctuary. Along with this little boy are two other spirits. One is my Gran (mom's mom) and the other is my friend, Charlie. Both of them had passed on but decided to come back as Guardians to my family.
Going back to what my medium friend, Tim, told me when he discovered Kiddo last year September, this little boy lived a life where he was pretty much alone. He appears to be 4 or 5 years old, and he is really small. He is extremely shy. The first time Tim saw him, and Kiddo realized that he had been seen, he turned his face away, trying to hide. Tim told me that this little boy would only show things about himself in his own time. He was not ready to share even his name, as he was afraid.
As a side note, Tim has said the same thing about Gran and Charlie. You don't rush or try and push them in the direction you want at the time you want. You wait for them to be ready to contact you, or to break through to you.
At times it is very difficult for me to practice patience, quite simply because I can only feel the spirits in my home. When they deliberately make noises I can obviously hear that. Kiddo and Gran have both appeared on pictures, while Charlie is still aloof, and I caught a glimpse of Gran as a grey silhouette in December, on a night when I really needed to talk to her. However, that is it. While I sometimes wish I could be more in tune to where they are and what they are doing, Tim keeps warning me that experiencing more from them means experiencing more from all spirits, and that scares me.
For several weeks now, when I entered Kiddo's room, a name would pop into my head, for, what I assumed to be, no particular reason. I ignored it for a while, until Valkricry posted something on one of my other stories and when she mentioned Kiddo, she said she kept thinking of a name when she thought about him. And that name happens to be the exact same name I think every time I am near him. I told Tim about this and he told me that I already knew what this meant. All I had to do was address Kiddo with this name, and "see" or in my case, feel, how he reacted.
So, I went home, as excited as a kid at Christmas time. I had the strongest feeling that I needed to bend down and get on my knees. Be at his level when I spoke to him. Then I asked him if the name I had been thinking was his. Almost instantly, I began grinning like a fool. I do not know if it was him projecting or it was me feeling his smile, but I couldn't stop. Then I had goose bumps from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. In my mind I could picture him right in front of me, hugging me. I had my confirmation. This little boy's name is Adam.
Later on, I spoke to Shlain about it as well, and she, Tim and I all had a very strong feeling about one thing. We had known from day one what his name was. It had been on the tip of our tongues this entire time, just waiting to break through.