Ever since I was a child - and I'm a grandmother now, voices in my head have warned me of dangers to be avoided, an animal in the road ahead, a poisonous snake beside the path, even little things like don't put a glass where I'm going to knock it over. I don't always listen, but when I don't, I'm sorry. I don't know who warns me or why, but they do. A fairy godmother? At first, I thought everyone heard these voices, but now I know that isn't the case. This sounds like a blessing, but like most blessings, it is mixed.
Last month, I was driving on a one-lane dirt road through the woods and knew that someone was coming. I slowed down and pulled over in time to avoid a head-on with a car coming way too fast around the next curve. My husband attributed it to my "mysterious powers." (He has witnessed other examples of me knowing ahead of time.) I felt uncomfortable and after thinking about it for a while, said it was just my subconscious. I'd heard the sound of the motor or the tires on the gravel road, something. There was nothing mysterious. I went on to say that lots of what seemed mysterious was simply things we saw or heard without really registering them.
The next day, he was driving into town. I saw a deer bounding from a field into the woods. I'd been looking for animals and this was my first deer. "Look, a deer," I pointed it out.
"That is going to be hit by a car," the voice in my head said.
On our return trip, I saw the deer lying dead beside the road. I was so angry. I believe the deer was going to die anyway, but it was a harsh lesson in humility. I don't know things are going to happen because my subconscious tells me - it is the voices, whoever they are, and they want full credit.