A psychic that doesn't believe in psychics...

Anyone else fall into this paradox? There's no other way to describe what I am other than psychic, but I'm incredibly loathe to call myself that--and when anyone else says to me that they're psychic, or they go to a psychic, or they know a psychic, my brain just screams, "Bullshit!" I can't help but think: you don't communicate with the dead; you can't read tarot cards, because there's nothing there; you don't know the future. Etc, etc.

However, that leaves me nowhere to go, because I do know things before they happen... lots of things. A lot of it, I would just love to put down to being really, really, really amazingly good at reading facial expressions and body language, but there are numerous incidences where that doesn't even factor in as a possibility. Like the time I woke up from a nap at my place, turned to my beau and said, "I just dreamt that John was kicking you out and you only had two weeks to find some place new to live." Less than 30 minutes later, the aforementioned John rang, and said, out of the blue, that he was selling the house and the beau had to move. (Because of that, and numerous other freak incidences, the beau believes I'm psychic far more than I do.) Or the time I was 12 and a friend of my mother's called asking to speak to her. As I handed my mum the phone I said, "It's Summer. She's pregnant." My mum spent a couple of hours talking to her, got off, and immediately asked, "How did you know that's what she was calling about? She just found out." All I could was shrug. I just knew. I just know things. I should however note that all the things I know are ... bad, or unfortunate, or create some sort of heart wrenching outcome. I know when someone is going to be injured, die, or otherwise have something generally bad happen to them... There was this night, when my mum and her partner left to go on a motorcycle ride somewhere. And as soon as they told me what they were doing, I knew that he was going to crash his bike. I almost told my mum that she should ride his motorcycle since it was was nicer than hers, and would be a shame if it got ruined. Then, at the last second, I couldn't decide if it was HIM that was going to crash or the BIKE that was going to crash, so I said nothing preferring him to crash (never much liked him) over taking the chance that it might just be the bike and whomever happened to be unfortunate enough to be on it (still not 100% sure which it was). At around four in the morning, I was woken up by frantic shouting and crying, and general hullabaloo. Wouldn't you know it, horrible accident, he's in the ICU in a coma, which he remained in for over 12 days. I could have said something... but no one ever listens until after the fact, rendering it pointless.

It's all worthless. Even when I know things ahead of time they're never things I want to know (like the lottery numbers ), and they've never once been something I've been able to change. Even when it's something about me. Like last month, I was thinking to myself, "Hmm. I don't think I've ever had a fat lip. How strange, most everyone gets one as a child..." This isn't the sort of thing I think about ... ever. And I knew then that I was going to get one soon. Less than 12 hours later, I'm in an accident and my lip swells to epic proportions, the like of which should have been impossible.

It's such a conundrum, and infinitely annoying--not believing in something you are. I'd say surely there must be a way around it, but thus far I've not been able to find it. I can't just suddenly convince myself that all the Uri Gellar's and John Edward's of the world are truly psychic or have any 'paranormal' abilities, when they're such blatant fakes.

 

I dig your funky vibes. I am loath to call myself "psychic" because it is not a useful discrimination. I don't consider any observed phenomena to be paranormal, and further every thing we contend with is an idea.

 

Interesting...

I've never been a believer in psychics myself, but I do believe that people have the ability to connect with something beyond ourselves which may provide certain answers. I'm not psychic myself, but I would take your talent and enjoy it and even if it doesn't really change anything it's still pretty cool.

 

I understand exactly, cosmic. I have psychic experiences, but it doesn't seem right to call myself "a psychic." Besides which I know there are lots of people who could easily claim the title if they wanted to, because they're profoundly more psychically aware than I am.

In line with your stories - years ago when my wife and I lived in a third-story apartment, we had to climb a concrete stairway outside to enter and exit. Every time I got to a certain point on that stairway, the thought came to me, "Patricia needs to be extremely careful at this spot." And one time we were going down the stairs together, and I got the feeling again and told her, "You need to be really careful going down these stairs." But did it make any difference? Of course not. I got a call from her at work the day we were set to move out of the apartment. She had a broken ankle from losing her footing and falling down those stairs.

However there was another time...she was driving home with the kids from another state. It was very late, she wasn't back yet, and I went to bed, hoping for the best. About an hour later I suddenly woke up feeling certain that she was in danger of falling asleep at the wheel. Obviously there was nothing I could do, but I do have some very powerful friends. So telepathically I asked my spirit guide Dani, "Please keep her safe." Dani replied, "We will." Half an hour later my wife got home safely. She told me she had almost fallen asleep at the wheel and drifted off the road at a spot that was - of course - about half an hour from home. But she said she rolled down the window to get cooler air on her face. So: Did it help to pray to my spirit guide for her safety? Could be - the point is, don't be too quick to say your psychic knowledge is useless. There might be times when it helps somebody.

 

even when i tell fortunes on the street i don't say i am a psychic . i'm just a guy who makes and presents a philosophers' toy , and for one thing the toy happens to help find lost objects . how fortunate might that be ... ?

psychic is connected to psyche to psychology to psycho-therapy to the root --- philosophy . in relating to people , it's helpful to have a toy of some sort . the subject of past-life experience might be such a toy . remembering things is a big deal . focusing the tiniest details of the now is . seeing the future ? you be aware , don't worry .

psychic can be the toy to serve wisdom ,
and wisdom - survival .