My Second Psychic Memory

My baby brother John arrives and inhabits my crib. Mother's attention is taken by him and I have become a watch dog. My big sister Judy is allowed to play outside in the alley next to our row home, so I love to stand at the window and watch her.

When my mother gets sick of the smudge marks from my nose, I sit on a kitchen chair and watch Judy through the wall of the house. When she leaves for school I cannot see where she goes, and that frustrates me.

My First Psychic Memory

I wake, ready to cry for my mother. I am in a crib in our first house, so I am younger than two. I pull myself up by the bars to stand, and fight off the urge to scream for attention. When I find her I will feel safe.

My "inner eye" scans the second floor. Nothing. I look through the floor to the living room. No one. I push to get my inner eye through the floor and the wall shared by the living room and kitchen. I float through the house but my body is still in the crib. At last I see her in the kitchen making food. Now I feel secure, so I sit down and wait. Mama will come and get me when nap time is over.