Little Boy Blue

"I think it's absolutely wonderful, because when a higher percentage of the kids in the classroom are indigo and their teachers are from an indigo heritage, the balance of power will shift. They'll say, 'Man, let's stop the insanity. You can't keep pumping this crap into the dirt, into the water, into the air and killing each other for somebody else's god. Let's stop this. Let's think about peace.'

Connor is now working on an audio documentary about the indigo phenomenon in Dallas and making plans to start a clinic for indigos.

Conrad was accompanied by Karla Bass, who has become one of Dusk's spiritual mentors. She was dressed in black and carried with her a sheet of paper that listed the spiritual services she was now performing. A half-hour holographic repatterning session, for example, cost $100. She said her seminary work through the Beloved Community was going well, and she didn't see anything wrong with charging for the services she was learning. "If someone goes to counseling, they pay for it. It's the same thing," she said.

As she lit two candles, Conrad opened a book he had been holding on his lap. Inside were several colored-pencil drawings of human figures. One was a man surrounded by a blue aura. Another was surrounded by a rainbow aura.

"This is what Dusk sees," Conrad said.

It was a power the boy was learning to control, Bass said. But he had other powers he was using quite well.

"He can read you like a book," Bass said. "He knows things about your past lives."

Conrad said Dusk had more or less read his mind the other day by telling him how much money he was carrying ($800). On another occasion he told an adult he had just met what her occupation was without knowing anything about her. His younger brother, Day, was exhibiting signs that he might be a rainbow child, which is the next stage of evolution after indigos. Day had become fascinated with gemstones and rocks and had recently told Conrad about a past life.

Dusk was still struggling in school and had demanded to be taken out and put into another school. Conrad was looking into it but didn't want to do something that would make his boy feel different from other children.

It wasn't easy raising boys like these, especially on his own, but he had a good support system. Both Bass and Farr, the gypsy woman who owned the salon, helped with the boys and were filling him in on what he didn't know. "I don't really see myself as a parent anymore," Conrad said. "I'm more of a guide, a facilitator."

It seemed like a strange thing to say, but what other choice did Conrad have? His boys were smarter than he was and more highly evolved. He sat back and listened to Bass talk about energies and reincarnation and the channeling of spirits. He seemed more at ease than before, more sure of what he was saying, more familiar with this new language he was learning. And yet he still looked a bit worried, as if he wasn't quite sure if everything he was hearing was true.