Occasionally, I get flashes. Not hot flashes, discussed briefly in the last post, but precognitive flashes. These are not frequent enough to be worrying, but they are accurate enough to pay attention to. A few examples:
In 1992, some friends of mine and I set up a bulletin board (BBS) on Prodigy and got online for the first time. Raise your hand if you remember Prodigy. This BBS was in the science fiction section of some larger category and it was open to the public so anyone could read it and make comments if they wanted to. Usually, it was just us, but every now and then someone new would pop in and add their comments to the mix.
One day, there was a note from some guy none of us knew. He said he lived in Pueblo, CO and what the heck was AFAN, anyway. AFAN is the name that my group of friends and I call ourselves. More on that another time–maybe.
As soon as I read the message from this guy, I had a flash, clear as a bell, in side my head. “You’re going to move to Colorado and marry him.” I pushed that thought right out of my head, but about 2 years later, I was living in Colorado, married to him.
Flash forward a few years. My friend D and I are headed toward Cottonwood Hot Springs to enjoy the pleasure of soaking in pools of various temperatures of hot water for the day. We are in my old, but reliable, T-bird, cruising along. As we drive into the parking area, I have a flash that when we get ready to leave, the car will not start. This does not make me happy, and I refuse to think about it further, as the car has given me no trouble–ever. Later that afternoon, we pack up and get ready to go. The car won’t start. Luckily, we get a jump start and I take the most direct route back to her house (we were a good 75 miles from home), and get her there, but after that, the car is dead and won’t start again. Only a dead battery, but still.
A few years later, my daughter walked into the house one afternoon with her latest “crush”. Her behavior was typical, not paying any attention to me and I was busy with something in the front room and barely noticed her coming in. However, after she went around the corner to her room, I suddenly came up like a dog on point. I knew that afternoon, she was going to tell me she was pregnant. Sure enough…
During my time at the law office, I noticed an odd phenomenon: Weeks or months would go by and we wouldn’t hear from certain clients. In some cases, that was good; in others, not so. Invariably, when I would think about one of those clients during the day, before I went home that afternoon, they would have called, usually with new business or just to say hello. Additionally, sometimes I would think of them in the context of a particular type of case or situation and these would be the kinds of things they would mention.
Except for the law office, where this happened perhaps on an every-other-week basis, these “flashes” are few and far between. However, I am learning to pay attention to them. Perhaps they are simply the unconscious synthesis of various “cues” that we pick up nonverbally from the atmosphere around us. According to Dr. Phil, only 7% of actual communication is verbal, and I tend to believe that. We assimilate much more from our environment than we realize, and who’s to say if those electrical currents within our brains that we call thoughts stay inside our skulls or travel elsewhere on invisible circuitry? It bears thinking about.
What about you? Do you get flashes? Do you pay attention? I’d love to hear about it!