When I was a child I used to be able to find lost things by concentrating on the object or person. Even today when someone looses something I somehow know exactly where to look. It's a fun trick if someone has a messy house.
Once, a couple years ago, my dog ran away. I looked for her for several days and put up posters. I kept finding myself drawn to a swamp in an undeveloped area behind my parent's house. After 7 days, I had almost given up. I'm on the phone with a friend and I think to myself "Go look out the front door, right now". So I quickly go to the front door and there is my dog. Covered in nasty black mud.
I've found that I have had lots of experiences throughout my life. Mostly as very vivid dreams that came true. I remember not sleeping well as a child because of nightmares (mainly about wars, sometimes bad weather). It scared the hell out of me sometimes, other times it was fun because I would have dreams about what my parents and grandparents had planned for surprises.
I used to pick up other peoples emotions like a sponge, I couldn't turn it off. It got to the point where being in crowds was unbearable. I think I started doing drugs and seeking out women to distract me to get it to go away. I've gotten older, sobered up, only to start having it come back.
Recently, my father confessed similar experiences growing up, and someone on my mother's side has had an ongoing fascination with the occult so I think there may be some ability there too. I wish they had said something growing up so I wouldn't have felt so much like a freak. I spent years of my life trying to silence a gift, because it was a burden I couldn't deal with on my own.
I wonder, at 30 is it too late to learn to use those gifts?