I was at a friend's house once when I was 13. She was reading cards out of the trivial pursuit deck and I was answering them. The question was, when was David Bowie born? I am in no way a David Bowie fan and know nothing about him. I said, "Oh I don't know..." And I blurted out a month day and year. I was EXACTLY right! My friend SWEARS I knew, but I did not.
99% of the time I know who is calling before I get to the phone. If I don't know it's because it's a telemarketer or some other person I do not know. And very frequently I know the phone is going to ring before it does.
I dreamed of Sept 11 10 months or so before it happened. In my dream, I was floating in the (East?) river in darkness. I was clinging on to the twin tower with the large antenna at the top, hanging onto the corner. It was floating in the river, in darkness, except it was in flames. I could feel the heat, hear the sound of the twisting metal, and feel the terror of it all. I, upon waking, thought it was such a random but vivid dream. I told my sister about it later that day and she thought it was strange also, but it was soon forgotten.
Sept. 11th happened, and I still did not recall my dream. A couple weeks later I was talking again to my sister and the subject came up. She said, "Hey, didn't you have that dream about the twin towers?" In that split second the dream came flooding back to me, the terror, the sound, the hugeness of it all. I was floored. That was the moment that I knew that I could see the future in my dreams. I only wish I knew what it was before it happened, maybe I could have warned someone, somewhere.