I spaced out at work and envisioned the alarms going off crying some kind of warning.
I came to and 10 seconds later the alarms went off. The boss said there hadn't been a drill since
the office opened a few years earlier.
I imagined a traffic jam in the middle of a bridge that i'm terrified of. I imagined the bridge collapsing. It is a bridge near no city. A bridge located on a highway at least 10 miles away from any exit. I almost went the long way to avoid the possibility of my imagination being right but I convinced myself it was all nonsense. When I went around the corner nearing the bridge I could see a hundred cars back to back...with little signs of movement. I panicked and pulled over to the side before the bridge. It didn't collapse, but it terrified me all the same.
I saw ( or more like felt) the death of someone a week before they died.
I was walking on a path and a young woman appeared in my mind. A woman I hardly knew. A woman who sat a few rows behind me in a public speaking course three semesters earlier. Out of nowhere she appeared in my mind and then moments later she appeared on the path.
I awoke at eight a.m. My body refused to move because my mind was filled with horrible thoughts. Thoughts of a tragedy. Thoughts of earthquakes and a tsunami sweeping away my son and I was without control. Eight thirty a.m the thoughts cease. I get out of bed to make a phone call to tell another of my anxious thoughts. He informs of an earthquake that has recently passed and he informs me of the tsunami that is currently happening. He informs me.
There was a girl. We had an encounter once, twelve years ago, when I dated her friend. We hung out briefly for a few hours one day. She was older than me and we didn't talk much, in fact we probably didn't talk at all. It was the only time I had ever seen her. Twelve years later this random girl, this stranger, her face appears in my mind. It takes me a few minutes to even remember her name. A week after she appears in my head I am riding in a car with her on a two hour trip.
Walking into a grocery store I throw my arm around my eight year old son's shoulder. Out of nowhere I say to him "You're eighteen." He says to me "Mommy you are psychic. Earlier today I was telling the teacher that I was eighteen and then after school I was telling daddy that I was eighteen."
these are a few things, Synchronicity's if you will, that have happened within the last year. There have been more, more insignificant coincidences that have occurred, such as saying things before another person, predicting weather, etc
So it's especially eerie to me now when I get a bad feeling because well....how can I determine which bad thought or feeling will come true with which bad thought or feeling is just nonsense?
Time will tell


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