Status: New Age Mumbo Jumbo
Indigo Children is a new-age term for children whose aura is indigo colored. These are the kids whom medical science would diagnose as being hyperactive or having ADD (and many lay people might diagnose as spoiled brats). But according to the indigo-child theory, these are actually children with very special powers. Nancy Ann Tappe, the psychic who first described the concept, says that Indigo Children are "souls with an evolved consciousness who have come here to help change the vibrations of our lives and create one land, one globe and one species. They are our bridge to the future."
The Skeptic's Dictionary has some good info on the subject.
According to
an article from the Orange-County Register, one of the powers being attributed to Indigo Children is the ability to see the future. Take this example:
When Carolyn Kaufman was getting her daughter, Ariel Carreno, ready to go, Ariel had an unusual request.
"Mom, we need to take an orange," Ariel said.
"Why?" Carolyn asked. Carolyn explained that this was a pizza party, and that an orange would probably be out of place.But when Ariel insisted, Carolyn grabbed an orange and took it to the party... So Ariel carried her orange into Chuck E. Cheese. The party went just as planned. The kids ate pizza. The kids played games. The parents endured the noise. Then, the birthday girl asked for the strangest thing. An orange.
Wow! The kid brought an orange to a party. Try to explain that, skeptics! Carolyn Kaufman also offers an example about her sony Tomy:
After fights with his sister over what to watch on TV, Tomy has broken five VCRs in the family home using only his energy force, Kaufman said. In some families, kids might get grounded for breaking expensive electronics. Not in Kaufman's house.
I'm sensing it would be great to be a kid in the Kaufman house. You could get away with anything.
"It wasn't my fault, Mom. It was my energy force."
Comments
If this child has special powers, and he was fighting with his sister, why didn't he just wish her into the cornfield? Perhaps these Indigo Children are actually a menace to humanity, and should be blown up as in "Village of the Damned".
What would have to be wrong with you, to call your son Tomy? To name your son after a Japanese toy company? Doing a bit of Googling, it appears that Tomy actually is a real-life first name, but I bet Ms Kaufman was unaware of this.
This sounds like an excuse not to be responsible for the descipline of the next generations.
MHO
imagine it! if this catches on, parents all over the world can sleep easy, knowing that their bad parenting has given their children special powers!
"Hey..my mom thinks I'm psychic! Wanna freak her out?"
"Okay! But how?"
"I'll bring something really random to your party, and then in the middle of the party, you ask for it out of nowhere!! How about..an orange?"
"Okay, sounds like a plan."
"my VCR is broken, I need a replacement"
"how did your VCR get damaged?"
"my son's energy feild disrupted the electronics"
"have you tried removing the magnets from the device?"
"there are no magnets on the VCR, it's broken"
"have you tried a different tape? magnetic fields can whipe the information on a VHS tape"
"no, not magnetic field, energy field, you see, my son is an indigo child..."
you can't fail to notice, of course, that all of this wmans children have ADD..
Oh, my energy field needs twenty bucks. Please mail it to me.
James Randi will give you $1 million - or to the child with an indigo aura.
And I am old enough to remember all those people who couldn't wear spring-powered wristwatchs because they seemed to stop them all the time by some personal "magnetism", and now we know that magnetic materials exist in human bodies, mostly in the nose. What we could have here is a real phenomenon being made into something more by the New Age nutters.
IMDB link:
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0379322/
I haven't seen it, but we rent it at my store, mostly to the same people who rent "What the Bleep do We Know!?"
I was diagnosed at around 5 as a 'gifted' child. From that point on, I was shunned by my peers as weird, treated by teachers as a threat to their authority ( As in the case of being sworn at and called stupid when I asked if the brain and spine were also called the Central Nervous System), and assumed to be too academic to be involved in sports so was never allowed to play. Today, I have fought my way into social groups a little more successfully than some people like, am a reasonable human being but have no interest in sport although I am quite a physical guy. Didn't used to be, because I bought into what others forced upon me to a huge extent; Still do, I confess, on occasion.
Sometimes, expectations dictate results. That is something to bear in mind is all I would say.
I never did anything right. Never listened. Was a little brat, a rebel, fucking lazy. I was a know-it-all who never listened to what was the truth. I had to keep my mouth shut, wasn't allowed to say anything. Can't do anything like it should be done. The truth is that I'm a very kind hearted, caring young woman, but 21 years of being misunderstood, mistreated even, by every "adult" around me, especially my mother who is the first in line of not understanding me, makes one VERY VERY bitter!!! I'm way past "give a shit", and I don't intend to prove to those who don't believe that Indigo children are not just pranksters. You believe what you want to; you stay in your little protective shell and believe your own lies - you obviously have no idea what goes on in an Indigo's head and you never will, so I will say to you in the lovely words of Roddy Doyle; "go and shite!"
UNLESS you have a 100% certain proof that Indigo children are a hoax, I don't want to hear one fecking word out of you sceptics EVER AGAIN!!!!
We forfeit three-quarters of ourselves in order to be like other people.
"UNLESS you have a 100% certain proof that Indigo children are a hoax, I don't want to hear one fecking word out of you sceptics EVER AGAIN!!!!"
Hi, Aya, my name is Bob, but you can call me REALITY. Here's how the world works: If YOU make an extraordinary claim, the burden of proof is on YOU. I realize that's WAY more work than you want to take on, but that's life.
If you can't or won't prove your claims, then don't expect rational people to simply accept them at face value.
Oh, by the way, you sure went on at length for a person who "doesn't care what others think." Methinks thou doth protest too much. Yeah, I know: You Don't Care What I Think (and you'll write another long post telling me so).
Hey, next time, instead of wearing your poor little fingers down by typing, why don't you just tell me telepathically what you want to say? Oh, I forgot, that would be requiring you to actually PROVE that you have "special powers" (or whatever fantasy it is you expect the rest of us to indulge you in).
By the way, did I mention that I can fly? Yup, just like a bird. Naturally, I would be horribly insulted if you expected me to actually DO it in front of you, so you're just going to have to take my word for it (and if you don't, I'm going to call you names). PROVE THAT I CAN'T FLY! I double dog dare you. Oh, and I don't care what you think, so nyah nyah.
"lol, neither of you said facts... after arguing about it, wow real battle of wits there."
To whom are you referring, DMC?
"If your stupid then you wouldn't realize that everything in life cycles. As does the planet... We are at the end of a 26,000 year cycle and the FACT is you can't stop the fucking planets... "
I COULD be snarky and point out that the word you wanted is "you're," not "your." I'll skip over that, however, and just ask you what the hell you're talking about.
You complain about people "not stating facts" and then you throw out the unsupported (and unsupportable) concept of a "26,000 year cycle," whatever the hell THAT is.
Um, what is the alleged "cycle" and how would human beings, who don't have any written material from 26,000 years ago to look at, KNOW about it?
Also, what does this have to do with "Indigo children?"
"Oh yeah.. why don't you go practice your typing some more buddy I dun care about my comp tiping.. as long as you can make sense of it i could really care less about how you read it haha"
The problem is that your seeming illiteracy makes it more difficult to figure out exactly what you're trying to say. I can see that you don't care about how you're perceived, which is a shame. I'm guessing you're young; I think you'll find out as you go through life that the less capable you are of communicating accurately, the harder a time you will have.
I would also say that a person who can't read and write well is more easily influenced by those who would separate you from your money. Con men tend to be very glib.
Also, tell the person who wrote that for you that they are very well-informed, even though it STILL has nothing to do, so far as I can see, with "Indigo children."
Sorry, but all you're doing is making a fool of yourself.
"How can you be so much superior to the the rest of us when you haven't even mastered proper spelling, punctuation, capitalization, or grammar usage?"
Charybdis, apparantly you don't understand Indigo Language. You unevolved soul, you.
http://lindsayism.com/2006_06_01_archive.php#115081582752657492
Then scroll about halfway down to the posting on the Indigos. Pretty funny, says me.
indigomoms.com
And yes, if you're wondering, the Jenny McCarthy you'll see there is the same one who infested MTV several years ago.
But I don't think that makes me an indigo child.
This little snippet of my life happened when I was like 7 or 8..
Anyway, because I like purple, at this one new age bookstore. (my dad was probably looking for Buddhism stuff) I saw this little amethyst stone and it was pretty so I asked dad If I could have it.
The bookstore also had a cat. (Don't all great bookstores do?)
uhm, anyway, So my dad lets me have the amethyst and i'm giving it to the cashier lady and she says "lemme see yo hands!" (or something like that) ... now being a tomboyish girl and always playing outside, they were kinda dirty so I was shy and reluctant to give them to her. I thought she was gonna try and sell me some special soap or something but...
she just looks at my hands and says "you gots an old soul"
...
OH JEEZE WOMAN, way to build up the suspense! Anyway it was a big relief that she didn't comment on how dirty/dry my hands were, and I could care less how old my soul is. *phew*
Leave thy earthly world and all its trinkets, ignore all signals of warning and gloriously as thou hearest the sound of a million trumpets blaring in glorious union as the choir of resplendent majesty shouteth "Get ye out of thy bloody way!" feel the warmth of truth as thy holy vessel is squelched upon the front of ye bus of arrival. Feel thy body going smush as you embrace the warmth of loving hands caressing you as you bounce off the bus and into oncoming high speed vessels of joy. Hear them screaming in joy and delight "What a bloody mess"
Yea seek truth in the joyous rapture of the eternal light of future as you rise gracefully out of your body (parts) and seek higher realms of ecstasy in the nether regions of places yet unbeknowest to the lower peoples.
Yea I command it for I have seen many a dozy pillock wanting a transcendent experience who ignores a stop sign.
See how the dog communicates with his inner indigo by licking his arse, see the cat transcend life as it lies down, entranced and aware of all levels of joy.
Sweet is the rhapsody of the indigo, long may thy parents see indigo as a shining example of neglect to a child, give thanks that drugs will solve none of ye problems and that only accepting the light and truth of indigo and the supreme levels will make thee happy.
Hooray!
Enjoy.
"If you're so narrow-minded that you can't see the possibility, and all you are capable of seeing is things that are proven, then i feel really sorry for you. the intangible REALITY, because it is real, is much more fun."
Raven, I honestly don't know what you're trying to say there.
Here's the bottom line: if you believe that you have an "aura" of ANY color, the burden of proof is on YOU. It doesn't matter what you BELIEVE; things either exist or they don't. Period.
If, as you say, your "aura" is real, then you should be able to demonstrate that it exists under controlled scientific conditions. If you can do that, there is a million dollars waiting for you to collect.
Until you can do that, all you really have is something you choose to believe in because it makes you feel special. I'm sure that's a lot of fun for you, but it doesn't make it REAL.
Before you go down this road, let me again say that the burden of proof is on YOU to show that auras exist at all, let alone that you or anyone else has an indigo one. We do NOT have to prove that they DON'T exist.
Yes, I know, I know; you "don't care" if we believe you or not. Uh huh.
Here in Indonesia, magic is considered a norm, and part of some people's daily life. An example is Debus, a martial arts combined with magic. Certain masters can make themselves completely invulnerable.
However, some of indonesian muslim community members are frowning upon these practices, because most of these are black magic; enabled by co operating with jinn or the devil. Therefore, these magic can not be used for good purposes; only for show off, neutral, or worse, evil purposes.
A few other photos on Debus :
[ here ] - [ here ] - [ a kid enchanted with invulnerability spell, now can't be pierced by sword ]
How many indigos does it take to magically unscrew a lightbulb?
One to distract with annoying and repetitive arguements about how indigo is the colour of the future and half a dozen others to change the bulb manually because they are too weak to do it on their own.
I dont hate people, just idiotic ideas like "indigo"
How about growing up and stop believing in fairies?