I've always had psychic experiences since I was a little child. The most "emotional" one was when my brother died. He was 3000 miles away and I was having a great day, then at the very moment of his death (he was murdered) I started sobbing and repeating over and over "there are really bad people in the world" (my brother and I were extremely close). The next morning I found out about my brother. I also had called my parent's one year before he died to tell them that I knew he was going to die. It was awful. I've had experiences with my kids too.
Once my son was away from me and I shot up out of bed at 4am almost panicking about his safety and whereabouts (he was 7), I found out later that he was in the ER with his dad and he told me that he kept telling the doctors that he just wanted his mom.
Lately, things have really ramped up. I have visions almost every night. I don't even know who these people are, it's almost like I've astro-planed to them and they are mostly unaware of me. Some of them do look at me. I have a friend who is very spiritual and she has ability too but she told me that I'm very psychic. I've started praying more because I feel that some of these people I "see" aren't exactly good. Others are just normal people. These visions aren't like still pictures, its like I'm somehow in their home or standing next to them as they go about their day.
I had a vision last night that worried me. It was so out of left field, all of a sudden I had this vision, of 4 fires along buildings that I pass on the freeway on my way home from work. What do I do with this? The best I could think of was to pray for the people that work and live there.
Oh one other thing that has always mystified me. I was at a friends having a sleepover when we were 10 years old. This beautiful blue/white orb, a little bigger than a soft ball just floated in the room. I didn't see where it came from, it floated slowly and then started descending at the foot of the bed. I was unable to move because I couldn't believe what I was seeing! Then my friend (she witnessed it too AND I have contacted her after all these years and she remembers it too) and I bolted for the door. We went downstairs and sat in front of the TV and that's ALL I remember and we NEVER talked about it afterwards. So strange. I didn't feel threatened, but if anyone has had an experience like that I would love to hear about it.
Sorry this is so long, and I could have written more but I'm new and needed to spill this out! Thank you for reading. Peace to you.