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Hey guys,
Are you ready to step up to the challenge? Here it is:
We want YOU to post YOUR weirdest, most fun, insane, seemingly irrational STORIES
where against conventional thinking and common sense, YOU RELIED ON YOUR INTUITION.
We’d love to hear your stories and their outcomes!
Intuition is an amazing ability that we all have but sometimes it gets lost in all the hustle and bustle. So let’s bring it back!
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- Just drop a comment below with your story!
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This is your chance to work with someone who has advised police, top CEOS, world leaders, and helped 50,000 others reach their dreams.
Thanks for taking part in this challenge and we can’t wait to hear your stories!
To get you going, here are a few from the FinerMinds Team:
“My first experience came when I was doing a case study on a lady I’ve never met before. If you’re not familiar with this, you’re basically given only each other’s name, age, and location. Then we meditate facing each other and tell things about one another.
I admit, I was a little bit skeptical at first.
I told the lady I saw blue blood running through her body. Then I told her I saw a sad little man with three Indian elephants moving around him in a circle.
The lady’s jaw dropped. First she was a smoker and because of this she had developed lung problems. Now these lung problems made her blood unable to absorb enough oxygen and as a result her blood had a purplish hue. In fact, this ailment is also called blue blood’s disease.
And that sad man I saw in her head was her husband. He had just been transferred to India and this had caused a lot of heartache.
I’ve had far more experiences after this one and everyday I find myself relying more and more on my intuition.”
- Vishen Lakhiani
“I’ve always wanted a personal trainer, but they’re so expensive. The other day tho, I felt an urge to go to the gym (and to be honest, I haven’t been in a while since I have been traveling so much — and well.. pure laziness!). This was just a gentle nudging to go and every part of by being was protesting this gentle nudge! But for some reason, I drove to the gym.
When I got there, I bumped into a friend who introduced me to his personal trainer. The personal trainer had a chat with me and put me through some routines and then agreed to train me — for free — till I start seeing some changes, then he’d charge me a nominal fee! Had I not listened to that little nudging, I would never have met this wonderful trainer and would still be wanting one.
I know this doesn’t sound like a big deal but I wanted to share this because of it’s simplicity. Intuition doesn’t always have to bring about world changing results. It is something that can even help you in everyday life.”
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Looking for something to do I signed up for yet another Intuition class and off I went.
Billed as an advanced class open to all, the intimate class began (euphemism for only a ‘coupla students showed up) we all nodded our hello’s from cold foldup old metal chairs. Irritated but vowing to enjoy, meditation begun, in rushed a petite, Asian woman making no apology for arriving late. In broken English chattering on in a too loud voice -“bad traffic, forgotten wallet, borrow quarter for the meter, we pay for class? ok, forgotten wallet, speak slow please, we wait for get notebook maybe was home, room too cold”…
I was avoiding her eye contact but she got paired with me for skills practice-groan!
Her first words: “I hear name: Mauro”…and she gave her message. I went white and forgot my irritation with her.
Having ‘judged this book by its cover’-I felt two inches tall.
Mauro, an uncommon name for sure, I would later discover is my adopted son’s previously unknown birthfather!
This story is an Inuitive Collective Connection Woven unto the Spirit Realm…for I believe those who have transitioned on from this earthly realm show us all they are with us! LOL
My friend Carl lost his brother Mitch in a car accident in 2006… they are/were lifeguards were I teach art at a camp in summer time out at ocean on an Island called Fire Island,NY.
These two brothers were hooked at the hip & very close..for I too became close with them both initially in 2005. We all happened to lived together in housing provided by community camp & here we exchanged life stories, laughter and evenings on the porch for which I coined the term..“The House of Teachers”, for we all were teachers of various subjects and never a dole moment among us we were comfortable even in silence w/ each other. We truly had an unspoken kinship of love, repspect and grace in allowing each persons perpective &views about life for we embraced our curious nature with each other!
When Mitch died we all were yes shocked and sadden by the news.
So Carl & Family decide to have in honor of Mitch’s aspirations to teacher his students an inspirer them… The Mitch Walk/Run Event was inspired. It is a community beach event to raise money for one student to help them go to college.
This summer-in “09 being the Third Year of the Mitch-Walk/Run Event-brother Carl happens in his lovely/touching nature to always give a speech before the Walk/Run for Mitch…He talked about his feelings of sadness I know he really misses his bro & me too, we all do, Anyway he said in his sadness one day he couldn’t shake it and read his daughter a turtle story in morning a cpuple of days before the event…still feeling sad, alone in a sense of what ever going on for him after reading his daughter the turtle story– he decided to go for a swim…well in the ocean he almost ran into yup a turtle..so cool..he went on to say he felt it a sign from his brother and a nudge from his brother of.. “I am still with you”, almost like a playful happening that made Carl smile.…he went on to say… hey everyone look Mitch gave us another beautiful day of sunshine for the Walk/Run lets get to it!…
So I gravitated to Carl’s wife Liz and two little girls..her, the children & myself where the only ones to not walk the beach for this event, instead we went through Sunken Forest for a shady tree lined walk. Well on our path what did we see coming upon two people looking over the rail of the path we took…a turtle yup! I just knew the connection and knew it was Mitch’s Spirit in a way, while Liz felt the same but said this is too freaky, to me it was not at all…Saw Carl the next day and we both laughed & knew well a knowing is all we felt..I just said yup it comes in three’s the Third Mitch Walk/Run to a 3-time turtle connection and what a gem to know he gives us the high sign in his spirit that he is with us always..LOL
Thank You for allowing me to share my story with you all!
Peace, Love & Light,
Darlene
Hi,
over the last two years my synchronistic moments and intuitive feelings have been increasing at an ever expanding rate.
I have many dreams that seem to portray the future, as well many dreams that contain spirit, from both my family and members of the public.
I am deeply moved by the experiences I have, as well as honored to be the recipient of such wonders of our universe.
I will relay one of my amazing ‘other world’ experiences. I will recall a dream I had.
I have a good friend that I have known for 35 years. I see her a couple of times a year, as with us all, we lead busy lives, it seems months had gone by and I hadn’t heard from her. She had been on my mind rather a lot .
I awoke one morning after having a very vivid dream of seeing her. In my dream, I was driving in my car, and passed her along a street, she seemed very sad, withdrawn, hunched over, her weight had plummeted, her hair style was even different, she appeared to me, as if she was sneaking into a building. The were very strong with me.
Later that night, I had a call from her, I hadn’t heard from her in many months. She told me of her past nine months, how harrowing they had been, her marriage had broken up, she had left her family, she had been seeing another man, she had lost 20 kgs, and was feeling very low.
I already knew most of that, courtesy of my dream, but was able to comfort her and offer understanding and help.
Yes, I have a story and I will try to keep it to the point and not drowned you with to many details. My son had a vehicle of his that was for sale. He kept it at our house and his dad said that he really needed to sell it or junk it. He had been trying for several months everything possible to no avail. Then I decided to put it on my list. That day I went to the store to go grocery shopping and found everything I was needing but still I was told to go by this different store which I really did not need too. I thought okay for whatever reason I need to go there I will. Well when I got to the store nothing earth scattering happened so I picked up something I could use and left.
This is where it all came around as to why… when I left the store as I was pulling out of the parking lot I saw a car exactly like my son’s. In front of the auto parts place. At first I was execited then it hit me I have no idea who this belongs too. It was in a strip mall. I pulled around to jot a note, and the man came walking up. I asked was this his car? He said yes and I said I had one he could buy for parts if nothing else. He agreed to follow me back to look at it , he decided that day to purchase it and paid more than my son expected to get for it. Problem solved in less than a day!!
Last year wich was my senior yeae of highschool I was taking a biology test. I probably should have studied but I didn’t. I knew I had to get a good grade on the test in order to pass the class. I only kneq about 8 out of the fifty questions so I started to use my pencil has a pendulum band following intuition to choose or change the answers u made. Come to find out I was the only person to get a 100% I was happy shocked and outstanded, I will never forget this inscidence of following the inner intuition from mind to heart to stomach.
My experience goes back to 1996 while working on a ranch in British columbia I had met some of the local people in the area one couple I met had became good friends . I was invited to a christmas dinner, when I pulled up to there house there were many cars in the driveway.when entering the house I was introduced the all the people that I didn’t know,when I shook hands with this one guy the hair on the back of my neck stood up and a chill run down my back my intuition told my to stay away from this person which I did. I later found out that he had a serious violent temper and had shot his best friend at a party a week before we had met.I“ve always trusted my intuition and gut feeling when these things happen.
I was doing a bushwalk in an Australia national park, days walk from the car which was a long drive from ‘civilisation’. I’ve had a tendency in my life to getting lost and I’d arranged to meet up with my walking companion for lunch by a creek on the map. The landscape was an ancient rocky monumental landscape of rocks, boulders, hills and chasms. Reaching the creek and not finding my friend I took a short walk up a hill to get my bearings. At that point, with every point in the landscape looking vaguely the same, I became lost. I proceeded to get more and more lost in this landscape that felt totally devoid of any significant features. I was walking continuously for about four hours. In that time it had started raining and one familiar feature I had come across a few times, a creek through the dry landscape, had disappeared and thousands of creeks had appeared. As the sun was starting to set I was really sensing the significance of my situation. I made some sort of prayer to god, looked at my compass, and made an obscure calculation of every step and direction I had taken in those four hours. I set my compass to what I calculated was the opposite of the sum of my travels, and proceeded to run. I didn’t deviate at all from the direction I’d set — up and down hills and over rocks. I hit the creek where I’d left off at the exact spot I’d left to climb the hill to get bearnings. I raced up beside the creek and found the campspot my friend had made. The next moment it was dark. I have never been so lost as then and somehow, intuitively, I knew exactly how to get to where I needed to be.
My intuition story, if it’s not to late.
I was 12 years old. I was walking to the neighborhood convience store to spend my 25 cents on candy. I got to the
corner, 4 way stop, and saw a car comming but knowing it must
stop. I was about to step off the curb when I felt “wait.” I stood there as that car zipped through the stop sign and down the street. My thought was that I would have died if I had
crossed at that first moment.
Being a stay at home mom, I found myself in a curious position with time to think about what it was that I wanted to do with my life. I am gifted with many creative talents such as drawing and painting, I love to play the piano, and I have sewed many things including my wedding dress.
I was looking through a parenting magazine which had an ad looking for people to write for children. I answered the ad, which eventually led me to being a student of a writing course for children. My writing was reawakened from this point; it was a forgotten skill.
Ibecame an avid reader enhancing my spiritual growth, causing my writing for children, to become blocked; as I was focusing and learning in a realm which seemed to be in a different category.
I was drawn to look up ads on Craig’s list for writing gigs. The 1st ad I came upon, was someone looking for a co-author, to write books about the energy body and children. I was so thrilled because my paths were colliding!
We met and are now co-writing a series of children’s books, which will teach children about their spirit and how to create their realities, and attracting what they want.
Ever since I met this incredible person, the serendipitous signs in my life have been flowing tenfold, in many different forms.
Thank you for Finer Minds. It has connected me with many wonderful resources!
While working at the airport passenger counter, I saw Rose trying to lift a very heavy bag. Swiftly I snatched the bag from her hands and placed it onto the running baggage belt.
– “Why you did that?“
– I don’t want you to loose the baby.
– “Your are crazy”- she said -“You know that is impossible”.
I turned around and called the next passenger.
Two weeks later, Rose just looked at me and smiled.
-“How could you notice?” You know that this is a miracle?
–Rose, what are you talking about?
-“You took the bag from my hands. Do you remember what did you say”?
– Rose, I don’t remember anything or any baggage.
-“You said I could loose my baby. Well, yesterday I felt dizzy. Went to see the doctor and guess what? My friend, you are right, I am pregnant!”
This is how my intuition works.
While driving home from visiting family on a Sunday evening I had an insight that could have saved my life! The country road was dark and hilly and I was enjoying my time to be quiet with myself, still warm in thoughts from my wonderful afternoon. As I drove along I had a strong sense to slow down. Listening to my feelings I slowed down quite a bit (as my feeling was strong) and as I crested the hill a huge moose was running along the side of the road and ran out in front of my car! He was so tall and black against the dark of the night that had I not slowed down enough to see him the results would have been disastrous!
What an exciting feeling to have received that inner warning!!
The biggest lesson I‘ve learned on intuition so far came on surface somewhat couple weeks ago. I was dating a perfect match guy as everyone around me would say for over 7 months but somehow never felt “right” around him. But, as not having any strong evidence and dealing with perfectly portrayed personality I was staying in the connection with someone who turned out to be totally opposite of the force I would like to resonate with. Not to put any judgments or claim the choices of someone are bad let‘s just say the truth that came out much later was somewhat shocking but it totally made sense of my feeling I had along the relationship, e.g. deep inside I knew that there was something off with the person even though everyone around me was convincing me of the opposite. I would definitely listen more cautious to that infinite intelligence within from now on, as it totally knows everything before we deal with the facts.
Mine is a sad story in a way but it is also a very loving and moving one when really considered. In Jan. 1990 my Mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I look back and I realize I was in denial as to how long I would still have her in my life. I figured the end would come in a hospital room after months and months of illness and pain for her. I didn’t hope this for her, please understand, but that is what I came to expect. One night in Sept. as I worked the midnight shift as a Hotel Clerk I had a terrible feeling that something was wrong with my Mom. She was home and hadn’t ever been admitted to the hospital at this point, and seemed to be coping well. It was 2AM and I had a unbelievable urge to call home and see if she was o.k.. I knew though, if I called I would only wake her up and that she would be upset with for for worrying about her.As I said I was in denial about how bad things really were. I lived with her but still such denial. Anyway, I started crying uncontrollably, one thing I hadn’t done since her diagnosis was cry. I couldn’t understand what was happening to me. The urge and the need to call home was so overwhelming, but still I didn’t call. Finally I gathered myself and went about my duties, all the while thinking about my Mom and anticipating getting home to her. That morning as I arrived home there was an ambulance outside our house. Sometime around 2 AM she had passed away in her sleep. I look back on that experience and wonder if it was actually her coming by to say goodbye to me that night. Actually I prefer to believe that is what it was.
Is this competition still open? I received my email, “But what’s your weirdest story?”, dated today Oct 6 at 12:00 am. It said it would be open for a few more days. Oh I hope it is!!!!
Ever since 9/11, my intuition told me something was not the same. Something went bezerk for me that
day. The trauma, the suffering.
Was 9/11 really caused by terrorists.
Daily, I felt something deep down gave me the feeling I was being manipulated by yet more Media
Spin and by the lack of alternate news and clear signs of dissension.
A regime that uses Fear to govern the people should be questioned. Something is not quite right.
Massive foreclosures in California, Florida and other states. Something’s not right.
A few years later, we had the vast Tsunami in Asia that miraculously left all naval bases untouched .
Then came Katrina ..oops maybe this one was a true accident of nature.
Apparently, the technology now exists to create hurricanes, earthquakes, weather systems, tsunamis and create volcanic eruptions either through sub-terranean nuclear or other high-energy wave-length emitters.
Every five years , we now seem to have a new crisis.
Now it’s Haiti.
Was this really a natural catastrophe or was it caused by man.
SIGNED
A cynical and concerned citizen.
My intuition story go’s like this. Me and my boyfriend were watching a friends house while they were away. I had invited my girlfriend over that day, as they had a pool. My girlfriend was getting worried, as her husband was suppose to be coming over from outside the city, and he was late. My boyfriend and my girlfriend were out of the pool, talking, while I was floating on an air-mattress.
I could feel her worry, and just like a movie in my head, I saw her husband in the van, and he was singing with the radio on. I have experienced these kind of things before, my boyfriend knew about a few of them, so I was wondering if I should tell my girlfriend(I did’nt want her to think I was crazy) Usually when I see these movies in my head, it means the event, or what I’am seeing is going to happen soon. So…I told her that her husband Dave will be here in 15 mins., and that I saw him singing.
Sure enough, he was there in 15 mins, and I had described the van, even though I had never seen it before, as it was his company van. Needless to say, my girlfriend was surprised, and so was her husband, and he said he was singing, as so happy to be off for the wk-end, and spend some time with his wife, and me and my boyfriend.
Twenty year ago before we came to Australia from our old country an incident happened to me and my wife. Our country had this transport system where a small vihicle capable of 15 passenger and go about and pick up passenger anywhere. It was on a very hot afternoon and my wife and I were trying to plug down one of this vehicle, the driver saw us and started to reverse to our direction, but halfway he changes his mind went off around a corner. What the h–l, I was very hot and angry but my wife just said calmly, ” don’t worry his tire is going to blow up. And as we rounded the corner there he was changing tyres, apparently two tyres blow up and we just laugh our heads off, the driver look at us nemacingly as if we had something to do with it.
A couple of weeks later the same thing happened and I remember the first incident and I said to my wife, “don’t worry his tyres is going to blow up” and started to laugh, but my wife just calmly said, ” No, his radiator is going to blow up”, and as we rounded up the corner there was this vehicle with the bonnet up and steam comming out of the radiator. I look at my wife and she had this, what do you think of me now look?, well I never made my wife angry at me again, I know what she is capale of. Romeo
15 years ago I decided to become an actor. There was a particular director I wanted to work with but to get to him I had to meet his casting director. I had no clue how to meet the casting director. One evening as I was walking along A friend pulled up and asked me what i was doing. I told him I was trying to meet the directors casting director. he then told me He worked on the set of the tv show and had the casting directors office address. shortly thereafter I had a feeling to go and put my hand on the door and pray that God would open the door. well the door opened and I wound up working with that director. I quit acting after that, but the urge came back recently so I decided to go back to that casting directors office and pray again over the door. I havent seen her in 15 years. Two days later the casting director showed up at a workshop I attended and I have reconnected with her after 15 years. I had no idea she was coming to the workshop. I had a strong feeling to do what I did 15 years ago, even though she no longer uses that office.
I just read a science fiction (???) story by Lyn
Willmott, an Aussie author, which although appearing fairly innocent, turned out to have many parallels in David Wilcock’s interview of Sept. 17, 2009. The story is worthy of noting, as much of the eerily chilling prophetic stuff which jibes with David’s interview is yet to come. Much has already happened, but the parallels remain too weird for words. The manuscript was completed by 2006, and is not yet published in North America, and is titled “The Keepers of the Realm” and is a sequel to “The Hidden Realm” a hard to get title in North America. I do not believe Wilcock has ever read the manuscript, but if true, the bulk of the prophetic material should become evident within the next few months to a year. It has a lot to do with the disclosure project.
Right you are. Intuition is Real. Wish I lived that way all day all the time. Happens to me many times in many little ways. But one which I remember crystal clear is when I needed to meet a guy I’d met the previous day in my office. It was absolutely necessary for me to meet this by the weekend before Monday morning. I spent Saturday thinking about this guy and wondering how the hell I was going to find him. We didn’t have cell phones then. I hadn’t the slightest idea where he lived, as he was a movie producer, constantly on the move. Sunday afternoon, I got bore hanging around the house so I drove out in my car. I didn’t have a destination in mind. I just wanted to take the breeze in my face and calm my nerves. For no particular reason I took the right fork at the intersection, an express way on the northern part of the city. I hadn’t gone a hundred yards and there was this guy right there in front of me, waiting for a taxicab. This very particular guy I’d wanted to so badly see, was standing right there by the roadside, as if, or wasn’t he? just waiting for me. Of course, I slammed down on the breaks, shouting Thank You! Thank You!
After work one very late night, on my way to my car, a co-worker friend of mine had just discovered he had lost his car keys and needed a ride to his house to get his spare set, and a ride back to his car. This I did, with confidence I will be rewarded for my generosity, by my friend, such as in the form of money for gas (for I was running pretty low on both gas and money) and/ or by the Universe.
Well, he did not offer me money, but did, of course, thank me, leaving me to feel very excited about how the Universe was to show its gratitude.
Well, by the time I pulled up to my usual parking spot along a dark street, a man had just finished breaking into a couple of cars, and if I had gotten home earlier and had parked my car there, I know it would have been broken into as well.
That protection of my car was very much more than enough “payment” for my generosity.
Thank you Universe, thank you!!
I am an actor living in L.A. Last spring I had an audition for a television show that had called for me doing any talent I felt I had. One of my talents is dancing, which I, with some trepidation and self-consciousness, did at the audition, which was filmed. I was then asked to do a physical impersonation of a caged tiger, which I did.
Well, as time went by, after not hearing back from the casting office, I had totally forgotten about it. However, just the other day, a producer for that show had called me out of the blue, asking me if they could use the footage from my audition, because they would like to use the animal impersonation I did for some extra minutes they had in the show. He offered to pay me, so I agreed—and I did not even have to come in again to perform.
Last week, after my favorite professional baseball team had qualified to play in the playoffs, I was on my computer as one of literally tens of thousands of other baseball fans trying to buy tickets. After three hours, I finally was able to move up through the que and was given the chance to buy two seats for two games, and at a very reasonable price. As the site was verifying my credit card information, my computer froze. Then, by the time it unfroze, the site had released its hold on my tickets, causing me to loose them.
Instead of feeling upset that I was so close to finally going to what would have been the most exciting and significant sporting events in my life, I completely let got, feeling confident that not being able to go to those games would be a very good thing. Thus, I simply basked in the glow of simply knowing and trusting that my Universe was looking out for me.
Well, as it turns out, not only did my team loose that important game that I was going to go to, thus not advancing in the series, but I was also invited to a different live event that was taking place here in L.A., that would inspire me and promote my career.
All turned out very, very well.
Thank you, AGAIN, Universe.
With much love and appreciation,
Lee G.
i was with a frend wen i was 17 years wold and we wour talking i started yearing a voice telling my freind to kill me ‚but there was no one there but me and him ‚it was dark i belive aroud 7:30 i tould my frend Herry are you yearing a voice telling you to kill me he sad know ‚i told him i know that you are laing but if you want the voice to stop tell me and i will make it stop he sad yes … as he was crying afraid ‚i told hem lets pray and it will stop .
This was a evil spirit i could see it ‚but only its ad.
Hi, Has anyone had the feeling that they’ve been somewhere, done something or met someone that they’ve never actually been to, done or met — where they have this strange feeling that they had this experience before? But have never.
I have had this experience more often than I can recall. Even now, as I am writing this comment, I feel as though I am meant to be writing this.
My first experience was when I was around seven. My mother had locked herself in her bedroom. Dad was no where I could recall. It was getting late in the evening. I just felt somewhat disturbed. I called out to my mother several times but there was no response. The servants had left and I felt so alone. So I climbed into the bedroom from a small window and mom lay naked under the sheets unconscious. A phone number came to mind and I called an aunt who I was particularly fond of and begged her to come to our house. I was crying and incoherent. She arrived an hour or so later and I opened the bedroom door for her from inside. When she saw my mother’s state, she immediately called a doctor and mom had to be rushed to the hospital where she had to have her stomach pumped. It was only many years later that I learnt that she had tried to commit suicide.
In the monsoon of 1968, when I was just 10 we had gone to Kurseong (near Darjeeling) to drop my cousin brother off to his Boarding school there — Goethals. It had been raining incessantly. When we arrived at Teesta village — my mother wanted to stay there overnight as she had many relatives there, but something made me rebel. I wanted to move on over the Teesta Bridge and up to Kalimpong where we had recently purchased a bungalow. Adamant as a petulant 10 year old could be, I dared to walk alone over the old Teesta Bridge that maybe only I noticed was already cracked. In panic my mother had followed me. It was a harrowing experience getting back up to the 15 mile journey to Kalimpong. That very night Teesta Bridge got washed away as did major portions of Teesta Village. We also had a small landslide just above our own bungalow.
My mother had always affectionately called me her saviour. Now, I am 50, back in Kalimpong and my dear and beloved mother passed away in 2002 — which I somehow sensed she would. My life has been guided by these incidents and I want to do my doctoral thesis on psycho-orientology and quantum projection. People think I’m wierd but I feel heaven blessed.
On the 26th of October 2009 I am going for a 10 day Vipasana course to Sikkim (a total silence journey within — course). Lets see how it all pans out. But deep down inside I know that I have somehow been chosen for a purpose to share my insights with others.
For more than a year, I had been struggling to find a way to make some money and relieve my financial situation.
One night, I had a terrible dream: I had an accident and I was lying against a tree, with my both legs broken in the crash. It was cold and pitch dark in the dump forest, and wolves were howling in the distance. I was terrified.
The sufference and fear were so strong, that I woke up in tears.
I lit a cigarette and opened the laptop.
There I found an e-mail with a briliant, genial idea of how to make a lot of easy money.
Now, I know what “break your leg!” means, and I’m some 30,000 USD more relieved!
Iulian,
I would be interested in how you are making 30,000usd, I am in the boat you were in.
kristismith22@msn.com
The day before a business trip, a friend approached me. He mentioned that the colleague I would be traveling with had confided his “more than work” interest in me. My mind said to ignore this and focus on our trip. This was a very important work engagement for my career path. My gut said something else. There was an uncomfortable unreasonable feeling even though I knew my colleague was harmless. What was this feeling, I asked myself over and over.
That night I dreamt about water. There was water everywhere. I was driving a car over a bridge. My car flew off the edge into an enormous pool of water.
The next morning my gut feeling told me not to travel with my colleague. I decided to risk my job and pull out of the trip. My colleague traveled anyway. Seconds after the flight took off, it crashed into the ocean. My colleague survived only because he swam out of the opening of the plane. Many people did not make it. I do not know how to swim.
Who knows what could have happened if I had not followed my gut that morning.
It was before 1989, the fall of communist leader Ceausesu’s regime. My father had been arrested and sent to jail for two years, for “anti-communist propaganda” — a very serious crime by that time.
We, the family, hadn’t seen him since the day he was taken by our equivalent of the FBI. No news from him, no visits, no letters, no phones, no food packages, noting at all. Like he had been erased.
I came back home from my job. Not only it had been a very rough day, but I also was very tense. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t watch tv, I wasn’t able to read a line of the newspaper.
Something inside my head was humming and finally turned into a loud buzz. Tension was gathering in me, and I had an awfull sense of the end of the world. I think I could light a bulb with a simple thought! I was vibrating and devastated like a small town after an earthquake…
I couldn’t sleep all night long. I layed on my back, eyes in the ceiling, hands under my head, listening to the buzz growing in my ears.
A crashing, compelling force urged me out of the bed.
At 4 in the morning, while still dark, I dressed up, left my wife a note and went to the station.
Four hours later, I was so burned out, dizzy and wondering arround the streets of Bucharest, with my soul squeezed out of blood.
At a certain moment — I couldn’t see anything arround me — a small dark man stopped in front of me. He looked like a begger. He was carrying a small bag on his shoulder. He was dark-pale, very thin, unshaved for weeks… His blue eyes seemed dead…
I looked at him quietly and, suddenly, the buzz in my head stopped.
He asked me in a whisper: “Iulian?“
I dindn’t say anything. But the voice was SO known to me!
I whispered, too: “Dad?“
We fell into each other’s arm. No way to tell you all we felt…
Half an hour later, when we were both capable of articulate speaking, dad told me he had finally been released that very morning, without any previous notice. And that had not the opportunity to tell us about coming back home.
I understood then the irrational motive for which I had left my family all of a sudden, without a warning: it was INTUITION. Or perhaps more than that…
THIS IS FOR THE ADMIN OF THE CONTEST!
I’m one of the guys who experience all sorts of “coincidences”.
After seeing that both my posts are blank in the VOTE area, my intuition says outsiders of the US can’t participate in the competition.
Am I right?
If so, I’m sorry for that!
Other variant is possible also
When my eldest child was 3 years old, we were walking along a busy road that had many cars parked up along the roadside. As 3year olds do, my son ran on ahead of me. Although he wasn’t far ahead I became aware of approaching danger. Instead of chasing after him along the footpath something made me go out onto the road and run alongside the parked cars. Just as a large truck came hurtling along behind me, I put out my hands and sure enough my son had run between the parked cars, I grabbed him just as the truck flew by. Phew!
A few years later, one morning I was taking the same son to primary school and asked a female flatmate to keep an eye on my 2 year old who was playing in the back yard with her son. She agreed and asked me to stop at the store (near the school) for bread and milk. I dropped my son off at school and although I had not forgotten to get the milk & bread, something possessed me to Keep driving and I passed the store and went straight home.
When I got out of the car I could hear my two year old screaming, I ran through the house and into the back yard, he was not there but I could still hear his screams, I ran back through the house shouting at the flatmate “where is he?” she shrugged. I ran out into the street and followed his screams down the neighbours long drive way. He was in a pond which was deeper than his height and was exhausted and about to let go when I grabbed him. If I had stopped at the store I would of been too late, needless to say I never left him with the flatmate again.
I was at my grandmas home watching a mornign program in mexico city where there was this couple taking aura photographes and interpreting them , they said in the program that they would be in town for a week, my b-day was coming, and I told my granma I really would like a picture of my aura, she groaned and said i don‘t believe in that and is surely a waste of money, I am not giving you the money, at that time I was out of work and had nothing but 50 pesos in the bank (like5us), the aura photograph was 300 pesos , i insisted to my grandma until she really got upset, me so sad, said i am going otside to the ATM to take out my last 50 and buy myself a nice strawberry orange juice from her home cornerm I said, so I went out, into the bank´s ATM, put my card in and when I lokked down there where 2 200 pesos bills 400 pesos exaclty what I needed for the aura photography and tha transportation back and forth, I ve had many like this in my life MANYYYYY, and i am so thankful
ANOTHER fast one, I was 18 and a divorce parent already, so i worked at a book translation company, problem was I got payed monthly, so one day, i had no money not a coin, or who to ask, we where in a far a away city from my home place, so i prayed, for God´s help, then went to the street with my baby, to have a walk, i found 2 bills exactly the amount to buy her big Formula milk, she used cause she was stomach sensitive.
about 2 years ago i met someone whom i was corresponding with on line well any how to make a long story short we went on our first date to watch we will rock you, which i thought was a fantastic show. Well i was nervouse as i am sure he was yet we still managed to enjoy each other’s company which overrided any uncertainty about our coming together.
Two incidents happened that night which stoped me in my tracks or lets just say suddendly got my attention. The first was my date went to get popcorn while i went to the ladies room.
Upon my retrun to where we planned to meet up again, their i was standing at the 3floor of the theratre when this flash of insite like that of the wind passing me by.
For a moment in time i thought i must be dreaming still aware of my surrounding i quickly knew i had to snap out of it before my date retruned from the long line up at the popcorn stand i knew from the expression on my face he would ask what was wrong because i had puzzled written all over my face. It was then and there that i realized that many months prior to being where i was at that point and time that i was simply having a preminition of sorts assuring me i was safe and to simlpy enjoy myself this much i knew.
Then the second incident happened well into the night when my attention was diverted from the stage when i was taking by a overwhelming feeling that my date wanted to hold my hand, as the thought’s of him wanting to get closer roamed threw my mind i tryed to pass it off as my imagination was just getting the better of me and besides if he wanted to hold my hand why didn’t he just say so. I thought to my self well my minds over analzing things again. I didn’t want to listen to what my intution was saying so then i baragained with my self, just to test what i was preceiving because i had nothing to loose besides being wrong. So i decided i would make it easier for him by placing my hands on my lap just in case i was wrong, i didn’t want to make a fool out of my self by taken his hand and have hime pull away. As i was going threw the whole process i was quietly thinking to myself i must be out of my mind I am reading into things and i got to tell you for the split second it took to place my hands strategic on the outside of my lap. making it easy for him to make his move lol it felt like forever. well finally my sweaty palms made themselfs safely to my lap and bingo not even 3 minutes passed and he made his move lol. seriousley know. I just can’t help my self i laugh i smile evertime i look back on that night it was a fantactic even. so the story ends by where still holding hands ever since two years later and the events which have taking place before our meeting and now which blow our minds sometimes confirm we in some mystical way have always knowen each other from begging to end and nothing will ever or could ever tear the uncondtional love we share which clues us toghter time and time again.
florinda.
In March of 2007 I was vacationing in Sacramento, CA. It was a Sunday morning and I was driving over to my daughter’s house to give hugs before heading home to WA state. She wasn’t home when I arrived and had left a note on the door that she’d be home within the hour. Rather than sit around waiting for her, I decided to attend the little church around the corner from where she lives. The day before, I had adopted a little dog at the SPCA. The weather was hot, and that Sunday it was exceptionally hot — I wasn’t sure if I should attend church and leave my new little dog in the car with the weather being so hot. I found a shady spot under a tree to park my car, and I rolled the windows down enough to where my little dog could be comfortable, and I went inside the church. I have to say right now that “something” was pulling me into that church. We had moved from CA to WA in 2000, and during this time I had been searching for a church that met my needs and was able to provide me with answers to a lot of questions I had about the stories in the Bible. To date, I had not found a church that I was comfortable with. I now believe in divine intervention, because that church turned out to be “the” church that would put me on the spiritual path I am on today. I called my husband and asked him to look for a Unity Church in our little town because I felt that it was a church that both of us could attend together and not have to search any further for one that met all of our needs. I had too many reasons to not walk into that church that day, but there was a force greater than I that made it happen, and I am forever grateful. My whole life is changing for the better. Where I used to be sad and depressed a lot, I now freely express myself with joy — smiling easily and laughing often. Cheers, Karen
After I came home from fighting the Germans in Europe, I went with my sister to buy a pair of nylon stocking for a friend who was getting married. My sister began speaking with a girl in front of her and my sister asked her if she would buy her a pair of stockings if they didn’t have her size. I had looked the nice girl over. After getting into the store the girl found they didn’t have her size, so she bought a pair for my sister. (There was a limit of one pair per customer)
I thought that was a nice gesture by this attractive young lady so I offered to drive her home. Just before I stopped at her house I asked her for her phone number. Two week later I called her and we went Roller Skating. That was over sixty-three years ago. We married about three months after going roller shating. We have had a wonderful, loving relationship.
Frank and Louise Munkel
I was coming back rom a trip to the bathroom, while attending a community meeting. I had taken 2 steps into the room, when my inner voice practically shouted at me to stop. (Very unusual). I stopped ‚and it said, “feel your butt,” I felt behind me and my whole skirt was tucked into my tights…
My 8 year old niece was spending the night with me on a cold, winter Saturday, when I began to get a strong feeling that I had to go visit the mother of my best friend. She was at her home, with a nurse assistant attending, suffering from cancer. I was supposed to be spending a fun evening with my niece, but I couldn’t shake the urge to go see Patricia, even though it was after 8 pm, and it would be no fun for an 8 year old. I took her anyway and went unannounced to Pat’s house, where her husband was surprised to see me at the door, and reluctantly let me in. He told me that she was having a very rough night, and that she had fallen down sometime that day and was in a lot of pain, but she refused to let them call a doctor. Her nurse assistant sat helplessly by not knowing what to do. I sat down at the foot of the bed, and took her feet into my hands and started massaging them. Oddly, one was hot, and the other was cold, even though they had both been under the blankets. I didn’t have a clue as to what that meant, but I told them to call paramedics. By then, Sara, her daughter and my best friend, had shown up, and she, her father and the N.A. said that they were under strict orders from the doctor to not call an ambulance unless Pat requested it herself. Uncharacteristically bold, I told all of them, including Pat who protested vehemently, that I was making an executive decision and that they had to make the call. The paramedics arrived within a few minutes, diagnosed a broken hip, and within a few hours she was in surgery.
My rational mind kept telling me that I was crazy to go visit her that night, but I couldn’t ignore that unrelenting urge to see her and give her a foot rub. According to her doctors, she would have suffered so much more and died very quickly had she not gone to the hospital when she did.
In August this summer, I was at a Phish show. After the show, I was partying in the parking lot with the people I came with. At one point I ended up standing on a skateboard that a kid was showing me. When I was up there, I was looking all around at the hundreds of people partying, dancing, having fun. My attention rested upon the face of a beautiful, blond-dreadlocked boy who was talking to someone else, a huge glowing grin on his face. I had a very strong urge to go up and talk to him. Normally, before this summer, I would have been too shy to approach someone in the middle of a parking lot and ask “What’s your sign?” But I did, and he replied “I’m a virgo with an aquarius rising!” We ended up talking really intensely and enthusiastically. He asked me where I go to school, and I told him. He said “Oh, really? I have a friend who goes there, so maybe we’ll see each other again!” I said “Oh, who is your friend?” He said “Ah, well, you probably wouldn’t know him, there’s a lot of kids who go to that school…” But I insisted, and he told me it was his friend Jordan. I said “DUDE! Jordan is my best friend! He’s the person I’m looking forward to seeing the most!” We were both so excited that, out of thousands of people, we happened upon each other and had a mutual friend.
After we parted, I didn’t see him for a month. Then, I asked my friend Jordan when he was visiting. He said “Tomorrow at 6!” So the next day, we met again and realized we loved each other. We’ve continued since then to realize again and again how similar we are in mind and spirit. To this day, we are very close and loving friends who enrich each other’s lives with inspiration and encouragement. I am so thankful to have acted on my gut and talked to him, because I have found in him the best friend a girl could ever ask for. He reminds me every day of how wonderfully synchronistic the cosmic dance of the universe is.
As a kid i used to be able to find stuff. Lost a tennis ball in the hedge row ? I’d find it in a flash!
I would find stuff using a querkly secret abilty that i could tell no one about. ( who would believe me anyway? Kids right? Just too much imagination )
This is how it worked : Every time i would search for something i would always catch these weird little dots in my peripheral vision.
They were kind of like the stars you see when you get a concussion or bump your head really hard. Except these were dark green and always dissapeared when i tried to focus on them for too long.
Many green dots would hover around the object i was searching for then vanish.
It was like playing Marco Polo with green fireflies.
After a while i started paying attention to them because they worked everytime.
With practice I was able to conjure them at will just like a secret superpower and i would summon them up whenever i needed my little helpers.
One day my father was clearing a plot of land with his tractor and lost his green canvas tool bag amongs the fallen trees and bush. Desperate, he promised me 10 bucks worth of comic books if i found his tools, probably thinking i would never be able find them after all he had spent almost an hour searching.
Excited at the prospect of all those comic books, i jumped at my chance to use my secret power ( i was a comic book nut ).
Scanning the area it took me about 30 seconds to reach deep into some bushes and wip out his tool bag. Presto!
My father was so flabbergasted he never even asked how.
Afterwords though, he decided that 10 comics instead of 10bucks worth of comics was more than enough for a 9 yr old kid, but at 25 cents a comic i felt cheated and betrayed. How could my Dad change our deal? I was crushed.
In fact i was so devastated that my strange little intuative abiltity disapeared. It sounds kind of silly in retrospect but since then i have never been able to do it again.
Ive always wondered if others had that same secret gift as i did.
Now if only i could find my keys.…again ;o)
I had just went to bed and turned off the light when I had a “vision” of a car driving down a road in the mountains, the road gave way and the car tumbled down into a 40 foot ravine and landed on it’s roof. When it landed it blew all of the windows out and landed upside-down in a stream. In my vision I saw that although the car was small it was packed with 8 teenagers who all crawled out of the car through the broken windows. The 8 teenagers then grabbed a rope that someone from up on the road threw down and they all climbed up the rope to the road above and were helped by passing motorists. Fortunately no one was hurt… As I had 3 teenager living at home when I had this vision I told my children about what I saw and told them to be careful… My 14 year old daughter came home from spending the night at a friends house a week later, and told me that the vision had come true exactly!! She had been a a party in the mountains (with out permission) and when the group was going home the road gave way and the car my daughter was in tumbled down into the ravine… They landed in a creek with all of the windows exploding and they all crawled out through the windows and grabbed a rope that someone threw down and climbed up to safety. Although my kids have always been aware that I “Know” things this was an eye opener for all three of them. Now if I tell them I have a bad feeling about something or I’ve had a “Vision” of something they pay attention!