As you can see from another post of mine, I work at a casino, as a Security Officer. I see a lot of people. This week on CNN they ran a story of a young man who was injured in Iraq by an IED, I believe. His parents were accused and convicted of embezzling over $50,000 "on casino trips". (As well as another $100,000 more on other stuff.)
It was on one of these "casino trips" I had a psychic experience with the young man. I have no other proof to this, except for the co-workers N.,S.,B. And A. Who I told immediately. Who know about my talent.
Coming around the corner, I saw him in his wheelchair. I looked at him. He looked at me, not with his face and his eyes, but with his soul? Aura? Subconscious? I don't know, I just knew that he was aware of me on a different level. I looked at him and saw he was crying, the slow silent sad tears of one in great emotional pain.
I did not speak to him nor him to I. But I knew... I knew... That he KNEW! I did not know what he knew. Just that he did! Thinking back... Was it the money thing he knew about? Or just that he knows everyone thinks he doesn't feel or think or know.
Every part of my being from my conscious brain to my psychic-empathic 'part' wanted to kneel in front of him, take his hands and tell him that I knew! I know you know! I know everyone thinks you don't but I know you do! I just want you to know... That I DO KNOW!
It took every bit of strength I had to walk away. As a Security Guard, with tons of people and camera's/surveillance everywhere, I CAN"T just drop a big bombshell like that in the middle of the gaming floor! Especially such a paranormal one! DAMN!
I found a few of my friends right away and told them how bothered I was and that I have to tell them (his parents) that he knows! He remembers, and that his mind is beautiful and quite active, just his body can't convey that anymore. Except for the silent tears of an anguished man.
My friends reminded me of what I said earlier... You can't just run up to someone and tell them some "crazy" story like I "psychic-ly" know what your son who can't communicate knows. You just can't!
I kept walking past, drawn to him wanting to help but not knowing how.
Now after the story broke first in local papers and then as National news... Would it have helped if I had said something?
When I know I HAVE to help someone, when do you draw the line between your professional and your psychic knowledge? How can you balance this stuff?
I have had a rough time of it after that, doubting my "psychic-ness". Sadly, it was validated in part by the news story. I like to pretend I don't have it, because I don't want people to first believe I am crazy, second try to constantly question me about it and third because it hurts my soul to see and feel other peoples pain and not really knowing how to make it go away... But knowing that somewhere inside of me... I DO know how. If I let it.
How do you guys deal with this? I am 34 and I have had this thing since my earliest memories of talking to people no one else can see. (btw- I can't do that anymore. My oldest kid can though.)
I have always known what people were thinking and feeling. What they thought about me. Hearing their thoughts as though they were talking to me. How can you embrace this instead of being like me try to push it away?
I actually have consulted a "real psychic" who told me I had the gift as she did. She said things that shocked me... The same way I shock others with my accuracy. She said I HAVE to help people. I HAVE to... But how?
I do dabble in Runestones and my accuracy, according to the people I am doing it for is astronomical. I even am shocked when I tell them something, draw a random rune... And it says EXACTLY what I just told them.
It scares me sometimes. So, long winded story... But how do you guys deal with this? What would you have done?