A Reminder that Clairvoyant Images can be Metaphors

I had a situation occur just this past weekend that reminded me that clairvoyant images can be metaphors and that those visions are necessarily to be taken literally all of the time.

I am Clairvoyant. Clairvoyance is the psychic sense of sight. It literally means “clear seeing.” A Clairvoyant can see things from both the past as well as the future.

The other night was our last night in a hotel room during an out-of-town stay. The room was cool and the T.V. was on in the background. While drifting off to sleep, I got a vision of our house back at home. Because I was falling asleep, I felt like this was a dream. In my vision, the garage door was left wide open. As I saw this, I felt a knot in my stomach and some adrenaline shoot through my body as we have been gone for two days now and the thought of leaving my house wide-open like that made me feel very uncomfortable.

stolen tvIn the vision, I walked through the open garage and into our house. I looked around and saw that our house looked ransacked and our television was gone. I recall that I made the kids go outside and wait and then I walked alongside some policemen to evaluate what else had happened or was taken from inside my home. The vision ended there.

After the vision, (my eyes wide open at this point) I said an extra prayer of protection for our home. I told myself that if our garage was open for two days that one of our neighbors would have called or texted me – hopefully.

After being asleep for a few hours, I woke in the middle of the night to what I thought was a car alarm going on and off a few times. I remember feeling groggy. I also remember visualizing my husband laying in the bed next to me (which he was because we had our kids with us) with his car keys in his pocket and him laying on them, making the panic alarm go off and on. I then drifted back to sleep.

The next morning, we get up and I have a cup of coffee and we hit the road. (My husband found some Starbucks coffee in the hotel and brought it up to the room. I don’t drink Starbucks coffee very regularly. I find it to be too strong for me, but when that is all there is, you make do.)

As we are leaving, we head to the parking garage with the kids and throw our luggage into the back of his vehicle.  As he put the key in the ignition, I see him looking at his dashboard funny and I ask if he has enough gas? He replies “yes” but then I still see him still eyeing the dashboard funny.  I then look over and see that the dashboard reads something about the anti-theft devise was detected because of an attempt to break-in. We look at each other and think, Oh! wow! I think we both thought that because it said “attempt” that nothing had really happened to his vehicle the evening before. He claimed that the vehicle was locked all night and I was pretty sure that I had heard him lock things up before we left the vehicle the last time.

car-break-in-riskAs we pull out of the parking garage, I started to feel anxious, I blamed it on too much caffeine in the Starbucks coffee that I just had. Then… about 15 min later, I look down at his console. He normally has a few dollars of quarters sitting there for parking purposes. I notice there was just one sitting there. I asked him if he took or used the quarters and he said no. He then asked if I did. I had not. I then checked the glove box and the console compartment. The glove box looked untouched, but the center console looked like someone “swished” things around as everything looked disheveled but we didn’t notice anything actually missing. In my mind, I kept seeing a male hand in the vehicle.

Then, like a ton of bricks, it hits me!

I had the vision of my house being robbed last night and then this happened. The house was just symbolism or a metaphor. Perhaps the garage door being open was also symbolism for the vehicle being unlocked? And my TV being taken was a metaphor for our property or something that was ours or of value. Wow!! I had also recalled the sound of the car alarm in the middle of the night. My husband said that he didn’t hear anything, but he sleeps through anything. I haven’t had a chance to ask if anyone else staying at the hotel (we were there with a group we know) had heard anything or not. (The night before I had heard singing in the street below us in the middle of the night but nobody else in our group had heard it. I do have clairaudient abilities, but that isn’t the focus of this blog post.)

 When we arrived home, I quickly went into the house to see if anything was out of place or gone. Everything was just how we left it two days before. I was reminded that images and visions aren’t always to be taken literally and that sometimes the images that I get are metaphors for something else.

 

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Spirit said, “Watch and Observe!”

I witnessed something last week that reminded me that if we listen to our inner voice (Spirit, or Higher Self), and if we pay attention to the signs around us, we can use both as hints on the road map of life here in the physical world.

Before I dive into this story, I want to remind you that the stories and topics that I share here in my blog and in my other writings, are as I have observed them, as I have lived them, and as they have happened to me, along my journey. They are not intended to hurt anybody and they are told as I have experienced them. I do my best to protect the identity of the subjects in my writings. If you find yourself reading something and suddenly question: “Is that about me?” If that is the case it probably is to some degree because there’s absolutely some kind of lesson in there for you. In the case of this story, I do need to provide a few extra details about the subjects in order for you to understand the story, as I have lived it.

One of my children is involved with a local spots organization and as a whole it is a great organization to belong to, but just like anything else, it takes only a few bad (toxic) apples to spoil the bunch. Recently, there has been a family in our organization who has caused headaches for the coaching staff, spread negativity and proved their dishonestly over and over again, at least through my intuitive, empathic eyes. (I discuss how you can protect your own energy from toxic people in my Coffee Conversation and Transformation blog in this post.) At times, I also question if I am the only one seeing this crap, being too sensitive, or if others notice and pick up on it as well. And if they are noticing, are they okay with it? Do they agree with it? Do they see nothing wrong with it?

Time and time again I do second guess the information that I receive through my gifts. (I don’t actively read people I come in contact with, but I do tend to receive information on people who irritate my spirit. Those who irritate my spirit actually teach me something. Sometimes about myself, sometimes on how to translate different energies that I feel, sometimes to show me how far I have come along on my path. Other times “irritation” comes over me because it is a nudge to deliver a message to someone.) In this case, as recently as last week, I was starting to question my own thoughts towards the family that I describe as toxic. I was wondering if maybe I am too over sensitive and that these people really aren’t that bad? Maybe I’m just a b*tch and I am the crazy one here and everyone else is okay with their behavior?? As I am thinking this, I am in my car and pull up to a stop light. As I am sitting there, I hear, “watch and observe.” I took the message as watch and observe everyone around me, and not anybody in particular

As the week went on, I kept seeing similar vehicles around town just like what the family I have been second guessing myself on drives. Not just once or twice, but many, many times. It was never their vehicle or them in it, but a similar make, model and color. Towards the end of the week, it was almost comical how many vehicles I saw that matched theirs. This has happened to me before, when I see signs and symbols and a person pops into my head. I have learned to simply send love and light or to say a prayer for that person to give them whatever they need at that moment. A few times when I saw the similar vehicles, I DID send love and light to the family. We never know what battles people are dealing with behind closed doors.

I showed up to the next sporting event still wondering if I am wrong for what I think, feel and sense about these people. Before things got started, the mother chatted with a group of us and the conversation is light and airy. Again, I started to think, “Maybe I’m just crazy?” Maybe I am the one with the issue and is she really is not that bad? Maybe I am being too judge-y? But then I did notice that when I tried to engage in conversation, I found myself shutting down and not able to contribute to the conversation or make any eye contact. I also noticed that my body was always turned sideways away from the mother and the rest of the (extended) family. (As a reminder, Empaths shut down around inauthentic people.)

We made it through the game that day. The next day we sat through another game. The family was socially quieter and more to themselves, though the mother didn’t have any issues telling our coaches that they were in the wrong when it came to how they instructed her child on the field that day. I continued to be my usual self at the games and chatted as I normally did with those around me. I did find myself watching and observing more, but nothing earth shattering to make rhyme or reason out of took place.

By the third and final day, I had sort of forgotten about the whole “watch and observe” message. Two games took place back to back. After each game an MVP award was awarded to a player on each team. While in some cases it is an honor to get an MVP award because the child who is awarded it truly DID go above and beyond to help his team out, overall the MVP award is a joke and a money maker for an outside company whose goal is to gather a solicitation list of kids and their families together to go, play and spend a lot of money at Disney. What I’m trying to say is that the award doesn’t necessarily hold much water, but it can be a proud moment for a player and their family. Because two games were played that day, two awards were given out – each time to a kid who wasn’t related to the family that I have had in question. And nobody else on the sidelines around me questioned who was picked.

After the second award was given out, the family didn’t hide their dismay. Their body language showed it. You heard them grumbling, and myself, being energy sensitive, felt the discontent and anger from them come over me like a tidal wave.

parents youth sportsOne relative, in a loud and angry tone, (in front of other parents and players) went up to our head coach to voice her dismay that the child related to her didn’t win the MVP award when he should have. She claimed that we only won because of that specific child. (Mind you the kid did a better job in the first game and this is after the second game.) The mother also chimed in during the confrontation. The first relative continued to throw down more anger at the coach and then walked away, but he called her back to finish the conversation that she started. The rest of the family/extended family just stood off to the side staring at the confrontation. No attempt to pull their people back or to talk them off of the ledge. As everyone waited around and gathered their belongings, the team and parents were grouped all together in one cluster, and these other people were off in a corner, arms crossed and pissed off faces, all by themselves.

It took me a day or so to process all that had taken place. I watched and observed and the truth came out from the question that had been weighing on my mind. Not just for me to see, but for multiple people around me to see as well.

Some time had passed until we had another game. (A cooling off period was probably a good idea.) This family, as well as their extended family, showed up to the next game like nothing ever happened. (Personally, I feel that one’s apology should be as LOUD as one’s disrespect. And in this case, the apology needed to go to the organization as a whole since so many people where witness to the confrontation.)

I share this experience with you to remind you to watch for the signs and symbols that are around you. Look for patterns. Look for things that keep crossing your path. Also, we all have that little voice in our head that offers us advice — if we choose to listen to it. I say, listen to it. That voice doesn’t lie. And if you have something weighing on your mind, ask Spirit to show you an answer or to give you clarity. If you are paying attention, you will get an answer by observing what you hear and see.

How I Pay Homage to my Passed Loved Ones During the Christmas Season

Angel Tree 2017_bAbout four years ago, I started a new holiday tradition in our family that allows us to remember loved ones who have passed, and allows my children to learn about relatives who they may have never met. Every Christmas I put up what I call our “Angel Tree.”

I am not sure WHERE I got the idea for this, but the thought just popped into my head: I wanted an angel tree! My thought behind it was that I would hang photos of passed loved ones on the tree and then as guests (grandparents, aunts, uncles, close friends, etc.)  arrive to our home on Christmas Day (we usually host) my children would present them with an ornament that has the guest’s written name on it. Together they would then go over to the tree and hang it anywhere on the tree that they would like. This would give our guests an opportunity to reflect on those who have passed and give them a chance to share memories with my children, if they so choose.

I loved the idea of this, but I needed to whip up a tree and its trimmings with only a few weeks to go before Christmas that year. I was determined that I wanted the tree to be gold. I discovered at that time that gold trees were hard to come by and cost a pretty penny. I decided to peruse local garage sale sites and I came across an inexpensive artificial tree with white branches that someone was selling. I decided to purchase it and I intended to spray paint it gold!

I never like driving to places where I have never been before. The tree was located over a half hour away, which seemed like an eternity getting there. I remember asking for “help” from my guides on the way there. Asking for assistance to find where I needed to go. Assistance in being safe. Assistance in liking the tree once I got all of the way there, etc.

Well, long story short, the tree was what I was looking for and in good enough shape, so I purchased it from the seller. On the way home, I had to turn against heavy traffic which I don’t like to do, so I ended up making a right turn, and then a U-turn, to get in the direction I needed to be to head home. Before making the U-turn, I saw a state mileage sign for a major highway that if you took it all of the way, would take you right to my now deceased grandparents’ house. It made me smile. Then on the way home, I kept seeing doves along the power lines on my side of the road. It felt as if they were actually watching me drive past them. I relate doves to symbols from Spirit and I felt comforted and even more relaxed as if some of my past relatives were watching me, or guiding me home from getting the tree.

So now, how did I design my Angel Tree? Well, I first took the white tree to my back yard, laid a tarp down and spray painted the heck out of it with gold spray paint. It was a challenge to find a nice day to do this, as temperatures in the Midwest during this time of year are generally too cold for painting anything outdoors. It took many coats and to this day, it could probably use a few more, but it turned into gilded gold tree.

I then purchased some small 2×3 and 3×3 sized photo frames. I added photos to the frames of loved ones who have passed – some frames with copies of photos, other with photo copies and in cases when I didn’t have a photo, I just printed the person’s name in fancy font on nicer paper and slipped them into the frames. I then attached ribbon to frames so that they could be hung.

The first year that we put the tree out, I used some gold and ivory ornaments and pearl garland strands that I already had laying around. As the years have gone by, I’ve added more ribbons and crystals to really make the tree a statement tree. I have also collected and even made some ornaments that either have an angelic theme to them, or have a symbolic meaning to me like doves, dragonflies and angel wings. We use the same ornaments year-to-year that have our guests’ names on them. We keep them in a gold basket under the tree until they arrive. Every year when I put the tree up, I feel my “angels” with me. I usually have some odd occurrence happen as well, like a light bulb flickering or going out in the room from across the tree. A reminder that they always  with me.

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The stories and topics that I share are as I have observed them, as I have lived them, and as they have happened to me, along my journey. They are not intended to hurt anybody and they are told as I have experienced them. I have also done my best to protect the identity of the subjects in my writings. If you find yourself reading something and suddenly question: “Is that about me?” If that is the case it probably is to some degree because there’s absolutely some kind of lesson in there for you.
If the topics or stories on my blog or in my other writings are not relatable to you, then it is not for you, at least not at this time. We are all in different places along our journeys. What resonates with some, won’t even touch on the surface for others.

Dream Interpretation – Watches

About a week ago (the evening of April 9th or the early morning of April 10th) I had a dream (that I woke from and then went back to to try to get more from) and in it, there were hundreds or thousands of wrist watches hanging from the ceiling. (I have no idea where I was in this dream.) The ceilings were low and the straps of the watches were just above my head – sort of like you couldn’t miss them if you tried. The times on the watches were all different.

Would anybody know the symbolism of wrist watches? Can anyone share their thoughts on the meaning of the watches??

I posted this question on a private Facebook Group called Mediumship Development Support that I am a member of, and got some helpful feedback, most of which I already felt, or have heard in previous readings, but it is like I need the reminder or kick in the pants so I have found it helpful to hear it again. Especially from people I don’t know on a personal level as I don’t “know” an of the members in the group. I also feel that the feedback is neutral and non-judgemental. I am grateful for the input and feedback.

Here is some of the comments I received:

Gloria: Time, to me, is the most precious thing. It maybe you need to assess your time management skills. You maybe putting something off because you have plenty of time. Don’t wait. I see the “just-do-it” logo. I hope this helps.

Danielle: It’s time!!! Whatever you’ve been putting off, perhaps asking the angels about, it’s now!

Anita: If it were my dream, I would break it down . Watches to me are, the passing of time or a warning that time is passing you by.  A “low” ceiling, means there is not a lot of time . Ceilings are limiting symbols, to me . Put all that together. What in you waking life is making you fell that life is passing you by?

Vicki: You are coming upon a tight time schedule, so be prepared. As long as you stay in control of it, such as keeping the ball in your court, no one can take that from you.

Mary: Being that they were hanging just a bit higher (realms) I’d say that whatever is happening for you is on some serious Divine Timing.

Maureen: Hi Maura, I feel this dream is a wake up call. You need to put yourself first. It feels like a foreign concept to do that but something you will want to do. I see you taking classes to enhance your intuitive abilities. You are to make friends with like minded folks, you have kept your feelings bottled up way to long. Your connected to the material world, time to balance your time with the spiritual realm. You can do it!!!

So in the physical world, I have children, family obligations, work obligations and I have also recently volunteered my time to help put on a local fundraiser, and I also volunteer my time in another non-profit organization. There are times that I feel guilty that my children are growing up too fast, and I am missing special moments with them because I have committed to so much. I also have a strong desire to develop all of my gifts and I find that I push that to the back seat as well. As of right now, my spouse doesn’t really know about my gifts, which makes expanding my gift a challenge. I’ll be honest that my time management sucks as well, partially because I am all over the board.

The idea of “realms” suggested by Mary, really stuck with me. I never thought of that, but it makes perfect sense.

I am always craving to find more people who I can connect with when it comes to my gifts. People who can relate. People who can help. People I can just speak freely in front of.

I have been nervous since having this dream, as I feel that it is a wake-up call of sorts. I feel that it is not the first “wake-up call either. I tend to put myself or my needs on the back burner as most moms and wives do. “I’ll get to it later” has been my motto. And I AM very connected to the material world. I always feel that I need one more project around the house done, one more room finished or improved. Also, we just had the Easter holiday – What are my kids going to wear? Will we all match cohesively as a family in photos? I know that on so many levels that none of this matters. It doesn’t matter now, and certainly not later. The clothes, the home decor, none of it matters in the big picture.

I also get nervous that with the current state of the world that sooner, rather than later, Lightworkers are going to be needed in full force. If I am not ready, if I am stalling my development, what good will I be to others? Certainly I won’t be to my fullest potential.

It looks like I need to get my butt in gear. I need to re-evaluate my priorities. I need to learn to say “No” sometimes. And maybe it is time that I come put of the psychic closet?

 

Journal Entry: March 1, 2017

March 1, 2017

Yesterday there were storms in our area in the late afternoon  and throughout the evening. We had warnings all day, and at times in the afternoon, the sky turned that creep shade of green.

Sometimes I start to really “vibrate” when storms come through – it has to do with energy. (I can literally lay in bed sometimes and feel a storm roll through across my body before it gets here.) Other times I can get real nervous before a storm. I think that is the combination of the energy that my kids are giving off when they are scared. I also think that it can sometimes be my guides letting me know that they are close.

While making dinner, I realized that I wasn’t nervous or buzzing. I asked my guides if I should know anything about the storms that were on their way. ( I did this once before a snow storm and I felt the lights flicker above me, which they didn’t, as if it were a sign that the power might go out. I immediately went to charge my cell phone and low and behold the next morning, we were without power for many hours!) So back to last night, I got a vision of a tree out my kitchen window (where we don’t actually have a tree) and I saw the tree in the wind and it snapped in half, like in a bad storm, but I got the feeling that the tree wasn’t mine, so I interrupted that as: “we will be fine or not badly hit.”

Though at times last night the storms that rolled through started to sound scary with the wind and hail, we avoided the worst of it. Unfortunately other nearby towns had tornadoes that touched down, took down trees, ruined structures and took lives. Love, light and prayers to those involved who are dealing with grief, clean up and loss today. – MBH

Confirmation that Angels Do Hear Our Requests

Today I was as my local cosmetic store for an eyebrow appointment with my usual gal. While she was working on me, we talked about how she wasn’t feeling well. She talked about how she was feeling nauseous. She said that this is something that she suffered from on and off for many years. She said that she had been to specialists trying to get to the root of what is causing this, but she has yet to find a definite answer. Before she got into her story about the many doctors she saw, I was first worried that maybe she had the flu! (It has been going around.) I immediately thought to ask Archangel Raphael for his healing light to protect me from her ailments.  (Archangel Raphael is main archangel who oversees healing for living beings on Earth.)

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When it was time to check-out, there was only an employee up at the counter. No customers ahead of me, and none behind me. As I walked up, I couldn’t help but to notice something on the counter. It was green. A green feather. Not like the kind of feather you find from a bird, more like one you find from a feather boa. Still odd because the cosmetic store doesn’t sell any feather boas. I snapped a picture of it with my phone. I took the green feather as a message that

Messages are all around us, we just need to notice them. And Angels are there to help, guide and protect us. We just need to ask them to do so. – MBH

Son of a B****! I Hate that I can’t Translate this Stuff

So time and time again (and I’ve shared before) I get images that pop into my head and I don’t know what to do with them. I get frustrated by this because sometimes the images that I get can be graphic and I always think to myself, “Can I stop something horrific from happening with this knowledge??” I don’t ever want to have the guilt of feeling that something may happen and I didn’t do anything about it.

On Monday, after the kids get on the bus, and I am off and running to knock out some errands. As I am exiting the neighborhood, I pass a neighbor who lives a street over. This particular neighbor suffered a heart attack a few years ago. I immediately get an image in my head of this man going into his home. He’s home alone and he suffers a heart attack! This “idea” that popped in my head was so strong, I got the feeling that I wanted to turn the car around and check on him.

Now, this is the first part that I struggle with when this happens: What if I go to this neighbor’s house and knock on the door, tell him what I just thought and then low and behold nothing comes of it?? I am labeled as officially being CRAZY! That is what will happen.

I, myself, on the way home from running errands, experience some chest pains. (Random symptoms that I experience always put me into a tizzy and at times lead to panic.) I have spent many a day and many a dollar in doctors offices, emergency rooms and urgent care centers with a slew of random symptoms that never seem to have answers.

Fast forward a few hours to later that morning. My phone starts blowing up with Facebook messages regarding a college friend whose father just passed that morning. I ask the sender of the message if this passing was expected or not. She replies with: “Heart Attack!”

Son of a B****! I hate that I can’t translate this stuff. I am sure that I need to be meditating more, grounding myself more… all of the usual. But I find it frustrating that I don’t know how to navigate with the information, signs and symbols that I am given. Talk about a head trip!

DOES ANYBODY ELSE OUT THERE STRUGGLE WITH THIS???!?

 

Angel Confetti

The kids are back in school and this morning I was up making lunches and getting breakfast prepared. The house is still quiet the kids are still in bed and my husband got home after 11:30pm the evening before from a work trip. As I am at the counter I look outside the kitchen window to see a female hawk sitting on one of our patio chairs. (The table set is actually pretty close to the kitchen window so I was a bit surprised that she came so close to the house.)

She looked at me a few times. I attempted to get a photo of her through the kitchen window but didn’t do so well as I didn’t want to move the window blinds and disturb her. When that didn’t work I tried to take one from the back door. Again, not a great photo. (Sorry.) She then flew up to the top of the kids’ play-set and then I saw her fly to a neighbor’s roof. I thought to myself: “Good Morning, Spirit!” Some say that a hawk can symbolize the growth of psychic abilities, especially clairvoyance. I guess only time will tell…

As the day when on, I saw 1:11 come around, 2:22 and then 3:33 on various clocks. Something is in sync for sure, I chuckled to myself when I reflect on it.

Later in the evening while sitting on the patio with a glass of wine, and watching the kids play, my youngest finds the most perfect, little feather (maybe from a dove) in the yard. She saved it and put it in her special feather jar. Before she took it in, I looked at it. It was the most perfect shape and the neatest gray color I’ve seen. (“Thank you!” I acknowledged to the Universe). There were also some very small, various-sized feathers blowing around on the patio. Sort of like angel confetti, I thought. They weren’t there earlier in the day. And they surely weren’t feathers from the Hawk.  (Again, I thought, “Thank you!!!”)

I believe (and have seen, time and time again) that Angels and Guides send feathers as a sign of unconditional love, and to show that they are near, and that they hear, guide and support us from above.

The Butterfly!

We found this beauty in our yard this afternoon. Quite stunning I must say… my youngest and I wpicture_savedere in our side yard today. A place that we don’t normally hang out. I thought I was at first looking at a leaf in the grass until I realized, it was a beautiful butterfly!!! (I immediately ran inside to grab my camera!)

Although specific meanings vary from culture to culture, the butterfly is seen as a deep and powerful representations of life. It is widely viewed as a positive symbol of personal transformation, freedom from previous struggles, as well as a symbol of renewal and hope. (Hmm, all of these fit the bill for me, right about now!)

Many cultures and religions associate the butterfly with our souls. Christians view the butterfly as a symbol of resurrection. While others regard the butterfly as a “bringer of dreams”, or as a symbol of luck. Many also believe that angels use butterflies to remind us of their presence.

Whatever you believe, they sure are a beautiful creature!

Premonitions that go “Boom!” in the Night

boomLast night, I wound down by watching the 9:00pm news in bed. About 9:30pm I got an intense feeling of what felt like an explosion. It was so intense, that I tried, and did feel it, a few more times to be sure that is what I was sensing. At this time I don’t hear an actual explosion or anything. I just felt it in my body. Of course my mind wanders as to “what could this mean?” I usually jump to the “worst case scenario” like war planes dropping bombs, or terrorist situations. I eventually settle myself down and fall asleep.

The next morning I woke up to the news that a bomb squad was called into our neighboring subdivision the night before because a kid from a local sports team found a package while out running through the neighborhoods during practice that afternoon, and brought it home. The parents thought it looked suspicious, called the police, and then the Bomb Squad was called in. Homes were evacuated as a precautionary and then the package was supposedly determined to be fireworks. It was later detonated in a field around 9:45pm causing the large explosion type sound that some neighbors claimed to have heard. (I was sleeping so I did not.)

I hate when this happens to me, the premonitions or visions. I never know how serious to take them or if they have something directly to do with me or my loved ones. For example, I’d never forgive myself if I got a premonition where I could be instrumental in saving lives and I didn’t act correctly or fast enough to do so.

Supposedly, premonitions are extremely common and can be realistic or symbolic. The word “Premonition” literally means “a forewarning.” Premonitions are about feelings, or senses, of nervous anxiety and gut feelings that something is about to happen. So, overall Premonitions are more about having a sense or a feeling of things to come. Premonitions can occur during both dreams and during an awaken state, though some would argue that premonitions happen while awake and precognition happens while sleeping. (We can save that discussion for another day.)

I struggle with premonitions because I don’t know how to interpret them or the feelings, signs and symbols that I get. They can make a person feel like they are going crazy!