Do you know something has happened before you're told about it?

[ClarksPie]

Like the title says, sometimes I know something will happen before it does.
A certain celebrity has died or a friend is unhappy for example. Never the lottery numbers though.

Interested to know if other people have this sensation.

Does anyone else have this? Is it intuition? If so, how does that work?

[name changed as I don't forever want to be known as the woo lady]

Haha. Just clicked because I enjoyed that option ☺️

Unfortunately I have no intuition or gut feeling at all.

I have trusted some terrible people. Never had an inkling they’re a wrong’un. Never had a premonition either.

you have obviously got my share of magic powers

Thanks @55notout I clicked the woo option too 😂

You're one of the few people who'll admit to not having gut feelings about people, @55notout ! /salute

Yep. I always seem to know when I’m about to bump into people I haven’t seen in ages.

I also seem to always know when people I haven’t spoken to in a long time are about to reach out to me. They’ll suddenly inexplicably start popping into my mind and within a week or so they’ve reached out with an apology or a hello or whatever it is.

I also randomly woke up in the dead of night not long ago and thought “I bet something has happened to my car” and it had.

I have no explanation for it but it happens.

Intuition or “sixth sense” may be an outdated term for hypersensitive people who can have heightened senses across the following areas: pattern recognition, interception and a hyper awareness of people/situations

I think we all have a natural sense of intuition - the friend being sad example - there are things you can put together to determine that, maybe they've not been in touch for a while, or you know it's a time of year that is traditionally difficult for them or similar.

I think it's far more unusual to be able to tell when something completely unconnected to you is going to happen. I once had a dream about a murder in my village. I told my mum about it over breakfast the next day. Then I went to school (primary school - I was about seven). At lunch break rumours started circulating that someone in the village had been murdered - it was on the lunchtime news on the radio that the dinner ladies would listen to in the kitchen - it was the nice lady who worked in the toy shop and who we all knew well being kids who used to spend all of their pocket money there.

I was really upset and was taken to the headmaster's office. He was a really nice man (although he didn't like cats - weirdo - so we all used to buy him ties or socks with cats on for Christmas, obviously) and I told him all about the dream. He called my mum to come and pick me up as he didn't think I should be in school that afternoon, as I say, I was really upset. Both at the news, but also because I didn't understand why I had had that awful dream.

Mum was really good and said that once my great-granddad had had a dream that had come through about his son who was killed in the war - except that he was taken as a prisoner of war and didn't die, despite the family receiving the black edged telegram. That made me feel better - although I'd rather have had a nice dream, than a nightmare! It's never happened again though, thankfully.

Hasten to add I am ancient, this was in the days before the internet and so news wasn't 24/7, plus only four TV channels that were not on demand! And I definitely knew what murder was at that age because my mum used to watch Miss Marple and Poirot when she was doing the ironing!)