I awoke Thursday morning to a strange feeling, the kind where I knew something significant was about to happen; specifically, I felt a well-known person would pass away. Six hours later I learned that JD Salinger, author of Catcher in the Rye, died. He was 91-years-old. I had that same kind of feeling several hours before we heard that Steve McNair was shot and killed last year.
One night, when I was 17-years-old, I was startled awake by something, though I didn’t know what the something was. I felt an overwhelming urge to look at the clock. It was 3:34 A.M. Naturally I thought it was a nightmare that woke me, but I couldn’t recall dreaming about anything at all. I had no idea why I just had to see what time it was. I felt so uneasy it took quite a while for me to get back to sleep.
When I woke up, around 7:30, it was deathly quiet in the house. I got up and searched each room, calling out for my mom, dad, and sisters, wondering the whole time what was wrong. I knew something was not right, but for the life of me couldn’t figure out why I felt that way. No one was home. Eventually I found a note from Mom telling me that she and my sisters had gone to town to get groceries. Still, I knew something had happened, though I didn’t feel it had anything to do with my parents or my sisters. Then the phone rang, and I instantly knew who was calling, and what they would say. I answered the phone, “Diana?”
My cousin was bawling, “Pooh,” (my nickname), she sobbed.
Instead of her telling me what happened, I told her, “Dennis died at 3:34 this morning, didn’t he?”
“How did you know that?” she was incredulous.
“That’s what time I woke up.” I told her.
After she cried a few more minutes she told me that her husband, (soon to be ex-husband, they were separated), had died in a car crash, about 300 miles away, where they had lived until they separated and she moved back home.
How did I know that? What caused me to bolt upright in bed at the exact time he died? How did I know it was my cousin calling, and how did I know what she was going to tell me? I’ve always wondered about that. Obviously I have at least a smidgen of physic ability. Just knowing that I knew what happened, and even what time it happened, frightened me.
Since that day, every time I have a dream of someone who has passed away, (someone I knew), within a few days I learn of someone else in our family passing away. Needless to say, any time I dream of someone who’s dead, I have a dreadful feeling until I learn who it is that has died. I’ve never been given a clue as to who it is that has passed on, only the “hint”, for lack of a better word, that someone will indeed die soon.
Have you ever experienced this phenomenon? Are you afraid to mention it for fear that people will think you need to be admitted to the looney bin? I’ve heard that we all have that sixth sense built into us, but the majority of us have so much going on in our heads there isn’t enough space in there to allow these type feelings to come through. I’ve also heard that, although one must be “born into” psychic medium ability, one can also train themselves to allow at least a portion of that reception. The only thing is, you have to sit still for a long time, (in order to meditate), so that pretty much throws my chances out the window, not that I’d like to increase them anyway.
When Michael Jackson died last year, I wondered if anyone had predicted his death. So I did a search and discovered a video [by MTV] of Joseph Tittel, psychic medium, announcing that Michael Jackson would have major health problems and “we might even lose him”. The video aired on February 3, 2009. Michael died on June 25, 2009. Since discovering that video, I’ve been following Joseph Tittel’s predictions, and I occasionally listen to the show he does on blogtalkradio. He’s quite interesting to listen to, and amazingly accurate in his predictions, (though I have to tell you, I don’t particularly care for his bedside manner; he seems rather rude to his audience at times).
With this sort of evidence, how could we not believe in people’s physic ability? What is it that makes us turn our heads away from this type phenomenon? I believe it’s mostly in our upbringing – whatever we’re taught as children usually sticks with us, and, whether we want to believe it or not, (whatever “it” is), we can’t help it. Even when we really want to shout to the world, “It’s true! I just know it’s true!”, there’s this nagging little voice in the back of our minds saying, “Are you crazy? Do you want everyone to think you’re crazy? Just hush up right now.”
I’ve never spoken to a psychic medium, nor have I ever called any “900” number, but I do wonder what a true psychic medium could, or would, tell me about my own abilities. I wonder if I’m supposed to be using this gift, if you will, to help others, or if it’s just some sort of fluke that I should be ignoring. Maybe I am just looney and need to be admitted. :)
I’d love to know about your experiences with psychic phenomenon and what-not. Have you had dreams, day or night, that have come true, do you know who it is when the phone rings, (without looking at caller ID), do you know when someone halfway across the country is thinking about you? Let’s talk about it.