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An Indigo Child Through
the Eyes of Her Mother

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Interview with Beverly Lomonaco

YOWUSA.COM, 22-November-03
Janice Manning

The term "Indigo Child" is becoming part of our everyday vocabulary, yet the whole concepts seems nebulous to most, except those who are Indigo Children, who raise Indigos and who work with them in clinical and educational settings. The term was coined because these remarkable, new children of humankind exhibit uniquely marked purplish auras that psychics describe as the color Indigo. These children are incredibly gifted and have an indomitable sense-of-self and life mission that is so strong, it can only be dulled with intensive drug therapy.

Perhaps you know someone whom you think is an Indigo, or maybe you suspect that you are an Indigo.  While there is a great deal of clinical information about Indigo children, it is all, by-and-large, an arms-length view at these remarkable children.  Rather than using scientific classification systems, we wish to reveal an Indigo Child to our readers through the eyes of her mother, Beverly Lomonaco from Petaluma, CA as she reveals a mother's view (as well as a mother's pride) of her Indigo Child, Gina.

YOWUSA:  Hi, Beverly.  Your story about your daughter, Gina, is amazing.  When did you begin to suspect that Gina was gifted?  When did you first find out that she was an Indigo?

BEVERLY:  Gina said her first sentence at 6 months old.  Her dad was leaving and said, "OK.  See you later" and she turned, waved and said in perfectly understandable English, "See you later."  We were shocked. 

They all were scooting across their cribs from the day of birth.  My oldest child (Michelle) had scraped the skin off her toes in the hospital nursery when she was born from scooting against their stiff sheets and they had these tiny Band-Aids on her little bloody toes.

They were sitting themselves up by 5 months and starting to crawl by then. By 6 months, all of them were pulling themselves up on furniture and walking, holding onto things to get around.  At 7 months, they were taking a couple of steps without holding on to anything and falling.  By 8 months, they were walking unassisted and by 10 months were running.  My son's little daughters also did these same things.  It was so strange to see these tiny little people 2 feet tall or less just walking around like any adult, perfectly balanced and at ease.

All three kids were labeled bright, gifted and dyslexic.

As far as knowing when Gina was an indigo child, well, I didn't know what that was until a couple of years ago.  I've read up on it since then.  I was thinking she was a star child, because she was always just out there, different. Strange in many ways compared to the average person.  We'd tease her, asking her where she came from.  Surely, we thought, she did not come from this planet.

YOWUSA:  Many people still don't know about Indigo Children, but it definitely seems as if you had your hands full raising Gina and the others.  Knowing that you had to raise your children without the support of others who know about Indigo Children, how do you feel about sharing the insight you gained from Gina?

BEVERLY:  I think an article on what I learned about raising an indigo child could be helpful to others out there struggling with it now.  I could have used something like that when I went through it. When I stopped trying to make her do things the old way I knew and learned, when I stopped struggling to control her and making excuses to everyone for why she did what she did, I found peace and we became closer.  She settled down, stopped being so rebellious, took control of her life and we were all a lot happier.  Then, she started opening my eyes and showing me her world.  I was fearful at first, but then I grew to love her world. It was so freeing and so peaceful. I changed slowly to become more tolerant of others who are different from me, to have a bigger world picture, to be more in tune spiritually.  I learned to start trusting my own instincts and intuitions, to embrace my own femininity. She took me by the hand and led me down her path with her, and I liked it.  She brought light into my fear-based world.  That light was so precious.  It helped me to see that when you stop pushing them to be like us, they open up and show you the wonder and the magic of who they are, how they see things.  That's when like a lotus flower, they bloom open for us.  When they can trust us, they will show us if we let them, if we listen without our own agendas getting in our way.

I think my most important lesson she imparted to me was that when I truly let her go to be herself, when I stopped trying to make into what I understood, what I found familiar and comfortable, she presented me with this beautiful new way of seeing everything in my life.  A precious and priceless gift of sharing with me what she saw, felt, and understood.  She brought me alongside to take me along on her wondrous journey.

YOWUSA:  Our readers will undoubtedly appreciate hearing this from you and Gina and being able to look on their own lives in a new, more revealing light.  You mentioned that all of your children are gifted.  While many parents can only muse about what exceptionally gifted children might be like, you witnessed this life first-hand.  What is life like with a houseful of gifted children?  How many other members of your family are or were gifted?

BEVERLY:  Gina is incredibly psychic.  It runs in my mother's line.  I am, too; so are all the women in my family.  In fact, she has a hard time being around cities and crowds because everyone she comes across, she picks up their feelings and thoughts, their pain, anger, panic, depression.

Michelle surprised me by suddenly getting up and crawling one day out of the blue.  She was 5 months old, and I had her on a blanket on the floor of the living room with her toys, playing with her.  I heard the newspaper hit the stairs, so I went to the door (about 15 feet from where she was) and went outside to get the paper. I went down the 2 steps, got the paper, turned around, opened the door to come back inside only to see her go falling out the door and down the stairs!  She apparently had gotten up, crawled across the floor and stood up, leaning on the door and was there when I opened it, so she flew past me down the stairs before I knew what had happened.  I was terrified, thinking that I had killed my first baby!  She was bleeding, had gravel in her mouth and stuck all over her face.  I was horrified.  I would never have supposed that a child who had never crawled yet would just get up and make her way to the door, stand herself up against it and fall out in the less than the1 minute it took me to get the paper and come back inside.  It was surreal.

Michelle was talking in pretty long sentences by the time she was 15 months old.  She got herself all dressed up in my sweater, my purse on her shoulder and her feet in my shoes and said to me, "I'm going shopping now."  At 2 yrs old, Michelle told me she was my grandma, answered questions and even got my fathers mothers name right, even though I didn't know what it was.  I called my dad, he told me what her name was and Michelle had it right: Rose.

My son, Michael, at 4 yrs old, couldn't get the car door opened, got frustrated, kicked the door and yelled, "How do you open this incredible machine?"  Michael and Gina are extremely resourceful.  So was my father and my brothers, and so am I.  We can make things out of "nothing." Michael would make things out of his food while he ate.  Take a bite and it's an airplane; take another bite, it's something else.  He would make landscapes with his mashed potatoes.  Oh, and they are both good at using things for what they are not intended to be used for.  Seeing possible uses for everything beyond what it was created for.  They both made things out of whatever was at hand; Kleenex and tape, paper and glue, string, rubber bands made dolls, toys etc.  Yet, those same little hands could not hold crayons or pencils and write. When Gina was 2 to 4 yrs old, she'd hold the end of paper with her toes, out away from her, while she held on and used scissors to cut with both of her hands.  She needed a third hand, so she used her feet.

Michael (30 now) and Michelle (32) both tested out at about 120 when they were in junior high school.  Why they were given IQ tests, I don't know.  I think they were part of the evaluation for dyslexia. Michael actually saw things backwards and still sees them that way.  He wrote out an entire report mirror image backwards in grade school and I thought it was one of his jokes.  I held it up to the mirror and it was perfect.  I admonished him for wasting time , although I don't really know anyone who could have pulled it off so perfectly but he convinced me it looked right and normal to him.  He couldn't read the mirror image.  That looked backwards to him. He also is a genius at unscrambling words in seconds, which I find particularly hard if not impossible to do.

We all see things from "the other side," have visitations, hear, see, smell and "know" things that others don't.  Have healing abilities.  Remember other lifetimes.  We have always been different.  I think I'm a star child.  I think my children are indigo children and Gina's baby is a newer crystal child. There is something powerful about this baby that people sense.  It's a rather spooky feeling when she looks at you with such an unwavering, searching look deep into your eyes.  Hard to make her smile or laugh.  She's not doing physical things as fast as my kids did or my son's children did, though. She's 6 months old in two days and still not sitting up by herself or crawling, which surprises me.

Gina acted at times as if she wasn't from this planet.  Loved (still does) to roll in the dirt, get and be dirty, affected by smells, like a feral animal. She eats with both hands like her brother, eschewing utensils because they are so hungry and eat so fast that they need both hands to shovel it in.  Neither of them has a weight problem.  They both have metabolisms like humming birds.  They have had to eat every two hours ever since the day they were born or they would get so hungry, they get moody, irritable, crabby and angry.  No matter how we tried to teach them manners and social skills, it never took.  They act as if they were raised by wolves. 

 

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Loving natural smells, natural things. Not liking civilized scents, like detergents, colognes, etc.  They liked nothing artificial.  Both were born very allergic to environmental things, synthetics, anything not pure and natural.  I had to nurse Gina for 2 1/2 years because she was so deathly allergic to food and everything else.  They would get hives, breathing trouble, digestive problems, severe diarrhea, lose weight and stop growing when I tried regular food.  One day, at 2-1/2 she nursed for her nap, pushed me away, said, "That's all." and never nursed again.  That was it.  She decided.  That was all she needed. She ate regular food after that and was OK except for certain things.  There were just so many strange things.  She was always so feral.  Like an animal that was led strictly by instincts, which she follows strictly.

YOWUSA:  Your letters indicated that Gina is incredibly talented musically, and that as a teenager, she began composing music and writing her own lyrics to go with her compositions.  You added that producers loved her material, but when they tried to change her into the image that they thought she should represent, she turned a deaf ear and flatly refused to work with them. 

BEVERLY:  One thing that really amazed me and made others angry with her (Gina) that I didn't mention to you was that 4 times during the years she was 16 to 18 she had producers extremely interested in signing her to a contract for her music which she wants to do but for different reasons than they had in mind.  Everyone who hears her music and sees her perform instinctively knows she has something that is different, special, magical; something that reaches out and touches people.  It's like seeing a diamond in the rough when she gets up there, especially at an open mike where others perform for fun.  She stands out like a sore thumb.  People recognize greatness in her...possibilities for fame.  They all say she has what it takes to make it big; stage presence, looks, music, voice, lyrics.

Many times, someone was in the audience who couldn't wait to go talk to her about coming to their studio to record and talk.  Always, there are those who want to get her on board as their lead singer to further their band, but she resists them all.  She doesn't want to be anyone's "asset" and moneymaker.  That is not what she's about.  She doesn't want to be someone else's singer.  She wants to do her own music her own way on her own.

One producer, once he had her in his recording studio, was so excited to have her there recording he asked her who did she want to be like?  Jewel ? Mariah Carrey?  Britney Spears?  This person, that person, because he and he crew could make her into anyone she wanted to be.  She stopped strumming her guitar and stared at him as if she couldn't believe she was hearing this and simply said to him, "Who do I want to be like? Me."  She got this look in her eyes that had been so clear and happy that nailed him to the wall with her frown of disapproval and distrust.  I saw the signs of trouble starting.  He didn't know her.

As much as he knew he had a winner on his hands that would go places, make him money, he could not force her to do her music his way.  He could not make her become a glittery sex diva of music.  She tried to tell him her music came from her soul, from the universe, had a message for people and was serious business for her.  She was not out to become a superstar, go mainstream to be what everyone wanted her to be to sell albums, get on the radio.  If she had to adhere to what they thought she should be, how she should sound, what message she should send, what she should do or become, she wasn't interested.

No amount of pleading, angry screaming, threats and insults could change her mind.  He pleaded his case to me to MAKE her listen to him and do things his way because she was only 16 and I was her mother.  I just shook my head and told him I had no say over her.  It infuriated him when I said I not only couldn't, I wouldn't tell her to do something that went against her conscience.  It was her life.  She had her mission and her agenda and her own path to follow.  Much as I would have liked to see her bend at least some, to get started to get her music spread around, I knew it would be futile for me to try to make her do what she was against.  I did try to reason with her that maybe she should go with him at least a little because he was a successful producer who did make others into stars.  She had to become known, get her foot in the door, and then she could do it whatever way she wanted. Nope.  Arms folded over her chest, shoulders stiff, head turned away. If not on her terms, then not at all. She would not let anyone turn her into someone she was not.

So, we had to pass on that one even though he had taken some of her songs, changed them around some (I liked them) and took the liberty to show them to a very important guy who was interested in signing her within 2 days of hearing her.  She wouldn't sign any contract with him or his contact.

Then, there was another one.  The same thing happened.  They just didn't understand her music, what she was saying, how important her message was.  They didn't see that being a sex diva on stage was not what she was about.  It's not that she's not beautiful; she is, but they wanted to change everything about her, to make her go mainstream. To her, he was telling her to sell her soul, which was something she just can't do.  Fame and fortune didn't matter if that's the way she had to get it. Made him mad too when she turned around and refused his contract ideas.  They seemed to think I could force her into doing what they wanted. They had no idea.  She wasn't signing her life away to them.

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