My name is Kate. Thank you for taking the time to diagnose me. Over the years I've felt a strange psychic ability within my mind, and my father has told me many times before how the women in his side of the family have psychic connections.
What happens with the other women in the family is they dream of something happening, and the next day it happens (usually a bad thing like a family death). I've noticed that's happened to me before as well. Sometimes I'll dream of an event that seems so vivid and real and within the week it will occur. Other times, it will take years to occur but I can still remember the dream clearly.
While I was a child, I believe the age was maybe ten, I had a dream (or rather a nightmare) of my dining room being filled with about five spirits, one being my long-lost grandmother. It scared me, and I remember the spirits chasing me around the table (I was still a child, bear with me).
Strangely, some time last December I was alone in my home waiting to leave. Suddenly I was overcame with a feeling of utter depression and I began sobbing, feeling that I wasn't alone at all. Someone, or something, was with me. Luckily, I was able to leave soon.
Another thing like that occurred except much, much worse which I will post in the Ghost Stories section. But it was, again, in the dining room.
As for my psychic ability, the most frequent thing that happens to me is a random, beyond random, thought will burst into my head and moments later, it seriously happens. Once, in Church, I looked over at a group of people and randomly thought, "Someone might pass out." And sure enough, moments later a kid passed out in the middle of Church. This has happened to me hundreds of times, no exaggerations. I almost feel like I made it happen.
Many times I feel a presence with me, especially my great grandma who passed away. Once, I do remember, I was lying in bed and it had been recently after she died. I thought, "Nana I want to talk with you one last time. Please." Sure enough, I heard heavy footsteps in the room beside me where no one was at. Felt it coming closer to my bedroom.
I was scared beyond belief! I wished for her to leave then... And she did. This has happened many times. Does this mean I am a psychic medium?
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In other words, you shouldn'tm see the real workers of love, the sent of creator. They come, they do thier work, they depart. True love needs no recognition. I try to live to do what is right, simply because it's the right thing to do, as I know I have been taught by creator. I will accept no less standard for action in my physical world. Bearing in mind that that which manifests itself in the physical world must itself therefore be physical... But perhaps I am wrong.
All I know is love, and love to me is doing and wanting what is best for an object or entity without any regard for my own feelings and beliefs...