to ask if you've ever had a premonition?

[ohmadays]

Just thinking back on a weird experience from several years ago.

I was walking along a narrow country road by myself, on an overcast, rather oppressively humid summer's day. It was a couple of miles from my home and I had travelled the road quite often by car, but never on foot.

All of a sudden I began to have the strangest feeling that something terrible was going to happen if I stayed on the road any longer. I shook it off and kept walking. The atmosphere changed. The birds were still singing, there wasn't anyone in sight... I can't explain but it felt like the hedges were almost coming closer together around me. Like a really oppressive feeling on this beautiful, deserted road.

Eventually I rang home to get someone to come and lift me, claiming to have felt a few drops of rain starting to fall. I was too embarrassed to give 'intuition' as my reason.

It was such a strange feeling, not one I've ever had before or since, there or anywhere else. I am totally non-woo but think maybe there was some reason I wasn't meant to stay there that day- it was very narrow and winding and I could have been hit by a car easily, I suppose.

Anyone else ever had gut feelings about things, either rightly or wrongly?

First one I had was when I was 9 and told my mother in December I wouln't need to buy a Christmas present for my great aunt who was coming to stay. She was pretty fit and healthy and was killed in a traffic accident 3 days later.

Most public one - I was having dinner with several friends the night before our college room ballot and I confidently announced that I would come 13th. The ballot was drawn in public the next day and my name was the 13th to come out of the bag. Had a lot of speculation about my relationship with the JCR president for days after that.....

@kaytee87 I never understood what my DM was on about then I was younger and she said “you’re coming down with a cold, I can smell it” then I had my own DC and I completely get it now lol

I've had loads, to the point where I'm looking explore some sort of psychic training, as I'm getting freaked out.

Most recently was last week, as I was picking up my car keys I suddenly had the most terrible feeling that something would go horribly wrong if I got in the car. I had to go out though, so got in the car and 2 mins down the road the suspension compressor failed quite dramatically.

by the law of averages one occasionally comes true
Isn't that like saying, "we cross the road every day, the law of averages tells us that one day we'll get knocked over"?

I don't think the law of averages applies to every situation. Besides that i think our dreams all have a purpose, what exactly we don't know, but as sleep is vital to us it stands to reason that dreams must have a purpose, or why else would we have them. So while dreams might seem inconsequential, they might not be. I believe that perhaps now and then a type of "premonition" seems feasible.

Thanks for all your replies. I feel a lot better today. I suppose nobody has the perfect life. Just now and again i wish i could just confide in a friend rather than family. Thanks all

My Mum used to get these. She used to ‘know’ when something significant was going to happen, but couldn’t say whether it would be good or bad. Really unhelpful and pretty annoying actually!

It was scarily accurate for years, but petered out and she hasn’t said anything for ages now.

I think it was just a manifestation of her worries for me as a teenager. Lots of ‘dramatic’ things happened following her predictions, which would now seem pretty mundane to me in my 30s.

I had a dream that my mum was pregnant. She woke me up from that dream and in my sleepy state, I asked if she was pregnant.
She said she wasn’t. But decided to take a test later that day - she was pregnant.

Near Christmas 2015, I had a dream that my SIL took a pregnancy test on NYE that was positive. I messaged her that morning. She phoned me on NYE to tell me she was pregnant.

My Nanny asked me in June if I was pregnant, because she had a dream that I was pregnant with a girl. I wasn’t, and had told her that I thought I was but my period turned up a few days before she asked.
I ended up falling pregnant beginning of July - I find out the sex on Monday!
I do keep having dreams that I’m having a girl but I’m not sure if that’s just because I’d like a girl!

Boris Becker to win Wimbledon whenever that was
Coffin to win 2018 will have 50 on it

When my SIL announced she was pregnant I knew instantly that she wouldn’t have the baby. I can’t explain why I felt like it. I just knew it wasn’t going to happen. Of course I congratulated her but I didn’t allow myself to get excited. She went for her 12 week scan and was told that she unfortunately had a missed miscarriage. When she called me to tell me I wasn’t at all surprised. I’ve never told anyone and never would but I honestly knew.

I had the most fantastic, vivid dream about being sat at the dining table with DH and doing a scratch card. We were chatting and I was absentmindedly scratching the card when I won £500,000...

I'm still waiting for it to come true .

I 'knew' when I was pregnant though, well before testing.

Bertrand I often find myself nodding in agreement with your posts.

Wow buzz. Whats the age difference between you and your sibling.

Could you not just bugger off Bertrand and let the woo people chat

Just think of all the times you dream or predict stuff that doesn't come true. You just don't remember those times

The ones where I know things are going to happen are different to a normal dream. Couldn't tell you how.
I can also see things that are happening when I am awake. Only happened 3 times but the events have always been as I saw them.

@Awwlookatmybabyspider

I can’t remember which sister that was, I have 2 younger. There’s 13 and 16 years between me and them. I have another sister who is nearly 3 years old than me too!

Clearly my mum only makes girls haha!

oliversmum the waking ones I have had always feel different too. I feel a very intense pressure in my head...... not painful....like if you are in a plane and it suddenly loses altitude.... that heavy dropping feeling in your brain.

The morning of 9/11 I was walking to work and suddenly had this overwhelming feeling that something huge and horrible was going to happen in New York that day...i will never forget where I was walking at the time, or the weather or the way I suddenly felt.

I dreamed I was a plane crash when I was a young teenager. Very, very clearly, can remember details, it crashed on the runway. I woke in the dream and a man came in and told me what had happened, how many had died, etc. Woke up and it rattled me but went about my day. It all actually happened about a week later.

Three days before 9/11 I dreamt of a plane flying into a very tall building and I was part of the rescue effort. 😒

The night we had a major house fire, for no good reason I went to bed early fully dressed and my kids also went to bed fully dressed. We never do that. I then woke up at 1am moments before the fire started and the alarms went off. I think we were being protected.

KatyB, I had a very similar experience...one night I barely slept all night, my stomach was full of knots, I felt extremely anxious and full of dread, this is not like me at all, I’m quite laid back. I haven’t had that feeling ever before and life was good, no reason to feel that way. I went to work that day feeling exhausted, a colleague commented that I looked tired. I commented that I hadn’t slept and couldn’t shake the feeling something bad was going to happen. They gently took the piss out of me a bit but an hour or so later, there was news of explosions in London, it was 7/7.

I had a vivid and upsetting dream of a missile crashing into a block of flats and a fireball. Next day we went to a family birthday and my brother came to our house that evening screaming at us and disowned us

I don't believe in anything woo, but have had a handful of premonitions. I think they are really down to processing information and my subconscious adding things up rather than me having any kind of special insight.

Yes, was standing at a crossing - the road was totally clear both sides. I went to step off and a voice in my head said "don't move" so I didn't. The man on the other side started to cross. He was mown down by a car. If I had gone when I meant to, it would have been me.

At the court case, the driver's solicitor suggested that I had seen the car. I replied that if I had, I'd have shouted to the man.

Another Kings Cross fire one. Not me, but a woman I knew years ago. She was heading down into the tube station and saw her mother (who had died when she was a child) coming towards her against the flow of the crowd. She also smelt her mother’s perfume, almost overpoweringly, and had a deep sense that she should turn around and go back. She did, and continued her journey by another route. It turned out that had she continued down into Kings Cross, she would have headed straight into the fire.

Not so much a premonition, but one time I went to the British Museum (many years ago) I noticed a sign outside warning of bag searches inside. I hadn't seen anything like that for many years. Walked in and met my friend, who, a minute later, was rung by his wife who told him about the plane hitting the first tower or the WTC. We left a few minutes later. I couldn't find the sign I'd seen.

But as for knowing things before they happened:

• DP and I met when we stayed in halls together. I lived in a really noisy part, whilst he was in a quiet corner. He went away for a long weekend and suggested I slept in his room as I had lots of work on and was being kept awake by the students near me. I barely knew him at the time and thought it was a really strange thing to do so didn't bother the Thursday night, but was desperate come Friday so went to his, knowing he wasn't coming back until Sunday evening.

Just as I was dropping off I knew he was on his way back, but told myself I was being ridiculous as he had no reason to come back early, and every reason to stay where he was and spend time with his children. I finally drifted off. Woke up at 2 for no reason, and two minutes later the door opened and in he came. He'd decided he couldn't be bothered staying at home.

• The really sad one regards a friend I did a Saturday job with as a teen. It was his full-time job and he lived on-site. We kept in touch to some extent when I left for uni but I had terrible self-esteem and was convinced he wasn't bothered about staying in touch with me, so I'd pop over to visit him but not let him know so he didn't have to change plans.

The last time I went I walked past his house, looked up at a window and thought to myself "He's dead. He's committed suicide." The house looked no different to usual but I just had this feeling. I decided not to try to find him but just go home.

I didn't have any contact with anyone else who worked there, but about a year later bumped into one of his colleagues. She was horrified nobody had got in touch to tell me that, indeed, my friend had killed himself two years previously. I was shocked at the news but not surprised, as I had already known.