Intuition vs. Psychic Ability
Where does intuition end and psychic ability begin?
I walked into a deli one day when living in Manhattan and felt like I was going to throw up. I immediately left. My roommate told me two days later that the place was held up at gunpoint mere hours later.
Have you ever walked into a room and felt that someone in that room was giving off negative energy? Or visited someplace with a friend and knew instantly that it might have been a bad idea?
When does your intuition become a psychic ability? Here’s the scariest scenario I’ve ever experienced (I have many witnesses to attest that this in fact happened.)
When I was a teenager I went to a friend’s house party for Halloween. My three girlfriends and I arrived early around 6pm. On the way there, we got pulled over by a police officer. He said we were going a little fast and to take it slow. He said, “I’m giving you a warning”. Something about the way he said it gave me a chill. As if he was WARNING me not to go where I was going. Of course, he couldn’t have possibly known where we were going because the party was a few towns away so I shrugged it off and drove to the party.
A few hours into the party everything is going great, people are showing up, the beer is flowing and everyone is happy. Except that for some reason I am staring out the window and everything around me starts moving in slow motion. I feel this shiver up my spine and my heart starts racing. Then everything goes quiet and without any words, something tells me “GET.OUT.NOW” The minutes following that moment, were frantic. I was a lunatic running from friend to friend begging and pleading them to get in the car, telling them we had to leave.
They were stupefied. It was Saturday. It was 8:15pm. We were at the greatest party. “What is wrong with you?” they kept asking. I wondered too, but I didn’t hesitate. Everything in my being said GET.OUT.NOW. One friend refused to leave and I literally physically forced her into the car. She was furious. As we pulled out of the street at 8:22pm I was bombarded with profanities and yelling from three very unhappy partygoers. They didn’t understand, hell, I didn’t understand. But I knew that the minute we turned off that street and onto the highway, my feeling left me.
I dropped off my unhappy passengers and went home to bed, crying my eyes out and wondering if perhaps my mind had finally tipped. The next morning I awoke to my mother asking me to come downstairs and telling me the phone had been ringing off the hook all morning. One of my friends came by with flowers. Several had called. The television was on and the news report was a breaking story that read something like this, “Shots rang out at 8:35 on XYZ street last night in XXX Town, leaving two men shot and in critical condition”. That was the party we were at. Shots rang out at 8:35. We left at 8:22pm. The two men shot were standing next to my friends. THey were talking with them before they left.
As I watched the news story, I knew right away that the feeling I had was tied directly too it. I never knew what was going to happen or when or to who, just that we weren’t suppose to be there. So I ask you again, intuition or psychic ability? Please comment or share your own stories, I’d love to hear them.
