I some times seem to predict outcomes that I don't think I should be able to. Could be coincidence but it's weird how these things just jump into my head and it feels very real at the time.
Yup. That's the feeling.
I've always know that feeling. As a child I was shocked to discover that we think with our heads and not our whole. I can see that the trait has carried through to my daughter, but not as much to my sons. She's amazed by my skill in reading people and just making guesses on things more mathematical in nature. I'm amazed by her skill in knowing what NOT to say and saying it, LOL.
A few stories I feel I can share here, as you all don't seem to be the type to say I'm nuts:
When I was young there was a woman who came into our classrooms. In the setting of about 24-30 kids she asked us all to figure out what number she was thinking of, but only to raise our hand if we
felt our guess to be true. It was funny how kids were just punching numbers out there when it was obvious which she was thinking.
Why didn't they know? We can all do this! Then, I thought maybe I had cheated: she had told us the range the number was in (1 to 100) and I figured it out logically by looking at her I simply eliminated the high and low ones I
knew she wasn't focused on of leaving only one it could be. I was 10 for 10. She asked to talk with my parents but they refused to see her. (Anything odd like that was to be looked down on and squashed in their lives. That theme played out for 20 more years.)
Fast forward a few years and I started getting images. Don't know of whom, just every night as I was falling asleep it was of different faces, clothing and locations of people I've never met, places I've never seen. I still think that's curious and don't know what it's about. Can still do it if I choose to.
FF a few more years and I saw a certain person I knew only in that he was a celebrity due to his talent. In many ways he was my mentor and I would have loved to work with him. I don't think I was sleeping, but rather I thought I heard it in the news that he had died of pneumonia. In my mind I could see him in an SUV, struggling, trying to get into the ER, the nurses, the O2 line, hear the chaos. I swore it was all real. Felt I lost a best friend and mourned him for a year. One year later in the news I heard that he had died (again). He had passed away that morning in exactly the way I had seen, right down to the details with him being ill working, flying home and then not being able to recover.
I won't go as far as to say I'm psychic. To me, that label is for the fakes who are profiting off of poor souls. What we have is not mind reading either ... it's something else. I won't rule out spirits communicating with us either as I have at least two stories there. It's not "ESP" and please, never, ever call it by that Star Wars name. (I love Star Wars, don't ruin it for me, LOL)
Edit: Fixed for Grammar & legibility.