For some time I’ve been noticing that I predict, or at least anticipate, things without knowing I’m doing so. I’ll think about something, for no particular reason, and then it will happen. The problem is, the thoughts do not feel any different from all the other things that dash through my mind in any given day, so I don’t realize it’s something I should pay attention to.
They don’t happen very often, but lately they seem to be a little more common. So, here are three examples, all within the last two weeks.
1. December 16th I was riding in my friend’s car and she turned on the classical station, which was playing Da da da dum. So I started thinking about Beethoven and wondering what his sun sign might be.. I suggested Saggitarius, since he had a fiery personality mixed with high ideals. Later I had on some other radio show and they said “Today is the birthday of Ludwig van Beethoven.” Of course, December 16 is indeed Saggitarius. Now, obviously they were playing the 5th Symphony because of his birthday, but I’ve heard Beethoven many times on the radio and never wondered before about his sign.
2. Here’s one from a few days later, We’ve had mouse problems here for a long time, but recently, as part of some renovation work we had mouse-proofing done. Well, there still were signs of mouseage (as a friend of mine says), so we put out live traps for any mice left in the house. Caught one and let it loose in a park a mile or so away, but there signs of another. One night, I thought, What would I do if I just saw one standing in the middle of the floor? This is an odd idea. First, mice come out mostly at night when there’s no one around, and second, they don’t just stand still. Well, the next day I had a friend over and went in the kitchen to get something, and there in the middle of the floor was a mouse, standing stock still, probably hoping I wouldn’t notice it. I pinned it down with the top of the mouse trap, my friend slid a piece of cardboard under it, and I carried it outside to the woods at the end of my driveway. No mice since then.
3. Now today I saw a post from the wonderful Barbara Moore, asking people, if part of what they paid for a tarot deck or book was to go to a health related charity, what would they like it to be. I thought about this for awhile, then suggested Medecins Sans Frontieres, Doctors Without Borders, since tarot crosses borders and boundaries. I sent my reply then looked at my inbox, and the first message was from Doctors Without Borders, asking for contributions.
So there you have it, three examples in exactly two weeks. If only I could harness this!
Here’s a more serious example: Living in the country I have to drive a lot, and every few years you’re likely to have some kind of fender bender. A couple of years I happened to think to myself how I hadn’t had any problem like that in a long time. Okay, so that should have been a warning. But as I said, the thought doesn’t feel any different, doesn’t carry some sort of charge, it’s just a random idea. Or so it seemed. The next day I took Wonder in the car to go for a walk on a quiet road (I live on a branch highway, where people go very fast). When we got home I put on my blinker and waited for the chance to turn into my driveway. Behind me, a man in a pickup truck was lost in thought (he later said his grandson was ill) and didn’t see a car stopped in the road with the blinker on. He plowed into us at about 35 miles an hour. Bless the engineers at Honda, the car frame absorbed most of the contact, and Wonder and I were unharmed, but the car was totaled. Now I have a wonderful Versa named Alice (I asked her and that’s what she said)–and another example of my useless psychic power.