Pet Psychic Experience

[GaleriaGila]

I think I live my life practically and intellectually, usually, but I can't resist an occasional trip into what my ol' man calls The Twilight Zone... I call it the Great Unknown.

Why did I just read this as "the Gail Unknown"? :38:



Time to bring my feet (both of them) firmly on the ground again.
(aka, let's clean a cage ...)

The Gail Unknown is actually a few miles farther down the road than the Great Unknown. But if you get to the Gross Unknown, you've gone too far!

 

[Laurasea]

There is a book called "The Gift of Fear" written by an FBI profiler I think. He talks about intuition, and how important it is to listen to it. He says it's a higher function of the brain, or the brain taking in much more than we are aware of conscious..he tells stories of victums who survived by listing to it, and that

 

[Laurasea]

My mom gave to me years ago after I had listened to mine. I was 23 newly engaged and just moved to Chicago Southside. It was noon on a beautiful day and I went to the mall alone. When I walked in I met eyes with a perfectly avarage guy sitting on a bench. I saw my death in his eyes, I don't know how else to say it. A voice on my head ( lol) said act normal don't let him know you are on to him. I took the first hallway on the left and went in to a foot locker and ducked behind a rack of shoes. Sure enough, he came walking past the store. The voice ( hey it's my story and that's what happened) said leave the mall walk calm, don't look around, and get your keys out. So I did, and I practiced in my mind , put keys in lock, get in quick and lock the door back. The other part of my mind told me I was being silly, that this whole thing was nothing. I got to my car quick got in slammed the lock, and looked up he was standing right there!!!! Just an inch on the other side of the car door!!!! He patamined like he was talking, but didn't make a sound. I started the car and got the heck out of there, and the last look he gave me was like ya , you were on to me, well played. Never before or since have I felt I was looking death in the eye. And this guy didn't look weird, he medium height medium weight, medium brown hair cut short and neatly dressed in very average clothes. You can take the story how you want, but I knew he was going to kill me. .. and I'm glad I listened to that voice, and no I haven't heard a voice again if I would have hesitated in unlocking and locking my door he would have had me..he was right there , must have been inches behind me , it's still terrifying to rember it
I have picked up hitch hickers who have needed help, and when a lady asked me in a restaurant in New York City to serve her husband papers I did, cuz I could tell she needed help..
So strust your gut, instincts, or whatever you want to call it.

 

[Scott]

My mom gave to me years ago after I had listened to mine. I was 23 newly engaged and just moved to Chicago Southside. It was noon on a beautiful day and I went to the mall alone. When I walked in I met eyes with a perfectly avarage guy sitting on a bench. I saw my death in his eyes, I don't know how else to say it. A voice on my head ( lol) said act normal don't let him know you are on to him. I took the first hallway on the left and went in to a foot locker and ducked behind a rack of shoes. Sure enough, he came walking past the store. The voice ( hey it's my story and that's what happened) said leave the mall walk calm, don't look around, and get your keys out. So I did, and I practiced in my mind , put keys in lock, get in quick and lock the door back. The other part of my mind told me I was being silly, that this whole thing was nothing. I got to my car quick got in slammed the lock, and looked up he was standing right there!!!! Just an inch on the other side of the car door!!!! He patamined like he was talking, but didn't make a sound. I started the car and got the heck out of there, and the last look he gave me was like ya , you were on to me, well played. Never before or since have I felt I was looking death in the eye. And this guy didn't look weird, he medium height medium weight, medium brown hair cut short and neatly dressed in very average clothes. You can take the story how you want, but I knew he was going to kill me. .. and I'm glad I listened to that voice, and no I haven't heard a voice again if I would have hesitated in unlocking and locking my door he would have had me..he was right there , must have been inches behind me , it's still terrifying to rember it
I have picked up hitch hickers who have needed help, and when a lady asked me in a restaurant in New York City to serve her husband papers I did, cuz I could tell she needed help..
So strust your gut, instincts, or whatever you want to call it.

What a terrifying experience.

 

[GaleriaGila]

Laura, you never fail to elevate a discussion!
Thank you for that.
I can truly think of a couple of times in my own life when I've followed a gut urge and later believed it saved me in one way or another.
"Intuition", maybe, can be a mysterious sub-conscious data-analysis... maybe less mystery and more intelligence?
Again, thanks.