I’ve recently had a vision during meditation where I saw the completely black silhouettes of a young boy and a girl wearing a skirt or a dress. They were holding hands and ran directly in front of me. In my mind’s eye, I saw a rectangle box form and worked like a window or tv. Within it, I saw where the children had come from. It looked just like a regular, old suburb from maybe the 80s or 90s. I saw the fronts of three houses and yards before the vision stopped.
This immediately reminded me of an experience I had written off as a possibly-laced weed-induced hallucination. About nine years ago, I had tried a bong for the first time and as per usual when I’d smoke marijuana, I’d have some light hallucinations. My friend and his roommate took hits off the same bong, but didn’t report any hallucinatory effects. I remember my friend telling me I was lucky and wished it acted like a psychedelic for him.
My friend drove me home not too long afterwards and I vividly remember screaming, “Watch out!” It was the same shadow children I’ve seen during my meditation recently. They were holding hands and had ran in front of the car so close I was genuinely terrified we would hit them. He slammed on the breaks and it quickly dawned on me they were likely hallucinations instead of real children. I aplogized to my friend and then said, “We can turn here.” No sooner had those words left my mouth, the entire very vividly detailed street I was looking at disappeared and was replaced with a house. I looked around and saw I had yelled for him to stop the car in the middle of a block. I kept my mouth shut in fear of mistaking another hallucination for reality.
I thought it was strange to be sober now and yet see the same two shadow children still holding hands during my meditation. I found it odd that streets and homes were as detailed and colorful as ours, but they themselves were not at all.
I’ve seen a lot of shadow people topics, but shadow children and glimpses at a neighborhood that doesn’t exist here are rare.