It Ain't Over Till It's Over: Her Psychic Abilities Saved Her Daughter's Life
One of the reasons I started my website, Marlothomas.com, is that I wanted a place for women to come together and dream. Women should know that they don't have to hang on to an old dream that has stopped nurturing them -- that there is always time to start a new dream. This week's story is about a woman who discovered she had amazing abilities at a very early age. And those abilities eventually saved her daughter's life . -- MT
By Lori Weiss
Some might call it mother's intuition, but when Lynn Darmon told doctors that she wasn't leaving the hospital until they found out what was wrong with her 14-day-old daughter, they were ready to call in a psychiatrist.
"I knew something was wrong from the time I was in my third trimester," Lynn recalled. "But the doctor told me time and time again that everything was fine. And Ali did appear to be fine when she was born. But I knew even then, that something was coming. And the sense kept getting stronger."
Something did come -- but not what most would expect. Ten days after bringing Ali home, Lynn was nursing her and glanced up at the bedroom mirror. She saw a vision -- almost like an apparition -- of a gauzy white sheet covering Ali's head.
"I could just feel it was a warning," Lynn said. "It was what I'd been dreading. I knew we had to take her to the doctor. When we got there, he said she was perfectly healthy and sent us home. But two days later, Ali was spitting up. So I took her to a hospital that specialized in childrenâ��s care. Again, they said she was fine. I remember my then-husband asking me if I felt better after that. I said to him, 'What we're going to go through hasn't even begun yet'. He just shook his head in disbelief."
Two days later, Lynn was at another hospital, standing her ground, insisting once again, that her daughter was sick. At that point, it wasn't the baby who doctors were worried about. They thought Lynn was having a post-partum psychotic breakdown.
"I told them to bring in whoever they wanted to examine me," she remembered. "I'd worked with women who had post-partum psychosis when I was a mental health associate in a psychiatric unit, and I knew there was nothing wrong with me. But I was going to let them do whatever they needed to do, to get my daughter help."
But before a psychiatrist could arrive for Lynn, a pediatric infectious specialist came in to examine her daughter. Listening with real concern, he asked Lynn to tell him exactly what she thought was wrong. She stared into Ali's eyes and knew â�� the problem was in her baby's abdomen.
"It was 5:00 PM and the radiologist had gone home," Lynn explained, "so the doctor said they'd do a scan in the morning. I knew we couldn't wait that long and somehow the doctor believed me. He raced Ali in for a CT scan and saw immediately that a toxic fluid was building up in her abdomen."
Ali had peritonitis, which can be fatal if it's not caught in time. Within an hour, the baby was in surgery.
"They came out and said, 'Your daughter is very, very sick -- you should call your family'. They didn't think she would make it. So I called everyone, but I was certain at that point that Ali was going to be fine."
And Lynn was right. Doctors kept a close eye on Ali for the next five years, but after the surgery, there was never another sign of trouble -- at least about Ali's health. Lynn's ability to see into the future, however, grew stronger and stronger. What she didn't realize at the time was that she was being guided toward her own destiny.
While others might have been frightened by such visions, Lynn had experienced these premonitions before. They began when she was just five years old, when she woke up crying -- knowing she had to tell her mother that Grandpa had died.
"My mother tried to calm me down, to assure me that my grandfather was fine -- that I'd just had a bad dream. But hours later, she got a telegram from France, saying he had died during the night. I don't remember ever discussing it after that. It was just something that was unspoken.
"But my brother Paul and I used to play with it," Lynn continued, "almost like a game. I remember I needed a combination lock for my locker in high school and Paul threw one to me and said, 'If you can open it, it's yours'. I looked at it, said three numbers out loud and then spun them on the lock. Neither of us was really surprised when it opened."
When Lynn went off to college, the messages continued. She was an hour away from home at the University of Michigan, but she would get feelings that things weren't right. Her parents would try to calm her when she'd call -- but each and every time they'd eventually break down and tell her about something serious that had happened during the day.
For Lynn, it was just a way of being -- something a lot of people didn't understand. So she kept it to herself -- until she simply couldn't.
"Imagine being my child," Lynn laughed. "There's not much they could get away with. I could just see in my mind's eye when they were getting into trouble -- or when they were in trouble."
But it wasn't just Lynn's own children she'd receive messages about. One summer evening, she and the kids, who were now teenagers, were at home in their pajamas, when she felt a sudden urgency to get into her car and drive. She had no idea where she was going, but she knew she had to go.
"I got dressed quickly and jumped into the car. All I knew was that there was something I was supposed to do, so I tried to be observant. And then I saw a little boy on a bike, and as I passed by him, I realized he was the reason I was out there. I knew I had to stop. As it turns out, he was borderline autistic -- and he was lost. He gave me his mother's phone number and when she answered, she just screamed, 'Do you have my son? Did you find my son?' Heâ��d been missing for three hours."
Lynn never told the relieved mom what had brought her to that street corner. She was just happy to have helped. But when she received messages for complete strangers, she sometimes had a little explaining to do.
"I walked into a store one day," she remembered, "and I felt compelled to tell the manager that she was going to be okay -- that what she was going through was just an inconvenience, and that she'd come out of it just fine. The woman broke down and told me she'd had breast cancer and her doctors had just found another lump. I told her I'd be back in a couple weeks and she was going to tell me it was benign. And when I walked back in a few weeks later, she gave me a thumbs up, hugged me and told me how much the message I'd brought her helped her get through it."
It was at that moment that Lynn realized she could be doing more than just driving around town delivering messages. And so 44 years after she'd received her first sign, she set up shop at Inner Wisdom, a holistic wellness and spiritual center in Southfield, Michigan, and began sharing her intuitive gifts with clients in need of comfort.
"Sometimes spirits show up the very moment their loved ones make an appointment, and they stay with me until we have the actual session -- even if it's days later," she laughs. "A client came in recently and said, 'I couldn't wait to see you!' And I said, 'You think you couldn't wait? Your nephew has been following me around for a week!'"
While Lynn acknowledges that there are skeptics out there, she's ready and willing to take them on -- kind of like the doctors who thought she was having a breakdown.
"I'm in a place where I'm owning this and I'm okay with it," she says softly. "There's nothing that makes me happier than knowing I can bring someone closure, or a message, or simply validation that their loved one is still watching over them.
"When you step onto your life's path and fully embrace it, that's when you find true happiness," Lynn says with a smile. "Everyone has a gift -- and it's your soul's calling to use it."
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