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?

As a child I used to go everywhere on my bike. My road was on a hill and at the bottom of the road was a junction. Every single day I used to race down the hill on my bike and loved the speed I would go and race past the junction never looking to see if any cars were coming.
However one day, aged around 9, I was doing my usual speeding down the hill and my gut told me to slow down and be wary. As I neared the junction, a car pulled out at speed. Had I been doing my usual racing, I would have gone straight into the side of him and thrown off my bike. And probably killed.
I can't explain why I felt I had to check. But I'm bloody glad I did. Someone was clearly looking out for me that day. Shook me up for weeks.
Never told my mum or dad because they would have killed me for never checking before!

This wasn’t a premonition at all, but a voice like other PP have mentioned. My DD was about 4 and not well. I’d taken time off with her but one day I had to go to work ( engagement I couldn’t get out of) and insisted my DH take the day off to care for her. The night before I go to work, before settling down to sleep I heard a voice saying ambulance (or words to that effect) . It didn’t freak me out —much— but I was surprised to say the least. Anyways, DD was still under the weather but ok when I left with DH. Off I go to work, driving down winding lanes and I remember the warning and slowed down just incase. Got home from work and DD non the better so I take her to GP. He tells me calmly that she needs to go to hospital and calls for an ambulance. It was only the morning after I thought of the warning that was for my baby girl and not for me. Never ever had anything like that since, but plenty of woo stuff and psychic epsiodes!

DD is fine and healthy teen now btw.

I was driving down a narrow road between 2 big buildings. No pavements or people around. I was driving slowly. Suddenly out of nowhere a blond girl was bouncing off my bonnet.
I braked only to realise it was my imagination there was no one around. I was so shook up I proceeded the rest of the way down the road at snails pace.

As I came out from between the buildings a little blond girl ran out in front of my car. I immediately braked. Only because I was going at a snails pace did I avoid hitting her.

Yes, it was a heavy foreboding feeling so bad that my husband told me to take my daughter home to visit my family. One week into my two week stay, the Twin Towers came crashing down.

When I was in my early 20s a friend was going away on a hiking holiday for the summer. We were at the pub having a drink before he left. For some reason, I couldn't leave that evening without going back and back to give him another hug and wishing him a safe trip. I remember really strongly the feeling of 'hug him, and hug him tight'. I couldn't work it out, it was weird.

That summer, his backpack snagged on a tree and he fell off a path to his death. I felt so grateful that the universe had impressed on me the need to say goodbye properly.

Yes. I told my DP I didn't want to attend an event because I had a really bad feeling about it. He wanted me to go and because I had no rational basis for my feeling I did. Something really bad happened.

Also, I knew that my aunt was pregnant, that she had miscarried, and that she was pregnant again. Each time, the phone rang and I thought, "Oh, that's Aunty X calling to tell us she's pregnant." I can see that there might be a rational reason I could guess who it was, if she had a usual day/ time to call that I'd only subconsciously noticed, but not how I would guess her news.

I think I have musical premonitions. Probably coincidence but still weird at times. Occassionally an old song will pop into my head or ill watch it on youtube or something, and the next day at work it'll get played on the radio. The radio station is usually 99% the same current 20 chart songs over and over again so I theres a slim chance of them playing anything else let alone the old songs i think of.

One time my boyfriend and I were watching a thunderstorm at my bedroom window with the window open so we could hear the rain. And suddenly the opening of 'Just a Little' by Liberty X played in my head clear as day as if it was through earphones but stopped after the first 'dun dun'. Turns out my boyfriend heard the same thing in the same way. Later the same evening we were flicking through music channels and we caught the music video to the same song starting just as we landed on the channel. We thought it was v v weird. This was a couple of years ago so not when the song was initially out. Bit daft and not sad like the PP but still makes you go 'huh that was weird'.

I told my dp I really didn't want to go to an event he wanted me to go to. I said I had a really bad feeling about it, and that bad things would happen. He persuaded me against my will to go-and I was right about the bad things.

Soggy canapés, warm white wine, boring speeches and very sore feet from high heels..............

Only this weekend for some reason I thought of an old former colleague as I knew he had been very ill wondering if he had passed. Three days later the local paper said he had died the weekend I had thought of him.

Stranger are the weird feelings of my mum - who passed 6 years ago -watching me. It is odd because I wasn't close to her, but close to my dad who died when I was young. It happens completely out of nowhere and not in spooky situations at all.

The first time I was stood by apple trees in our garden when it suddenly became windy and I (imagined) I saw her stood there smiling. Sometimes it feels like she passes through me. It also happened this year when I was walking my dogs down a country lane and I said Hello Mum to her.

I dont tell my family because they would think I was mad. I honestly think it is my mind playing tricks with me but I feel overwhelming feelings of sadness afterwards.

Bert What's your issue? You clearly think it's all a load of shite. I gather that but why participate? I usually tend to agree with you on many things but why can't you just let this go? I don't particularly subscribe to 'woo' but live and let live eh?

I suffer a lot from premonitions of doom. I have had feelings so intense that something terrible will happen that I've struggled to get into work or the car etc.

I also dream a LOT...to the point that it can take me most of the morning to sort out fact from fiction and stop giving evils to the people who wronged me in my sleep...

So far none of the terrible things I've dreamed have come true. None of my premonitions have been followed shortly by actual bad events happening to me.

Bert is worried that anything "woo" might lead people to believe in the unthinkable.

I'm intrigued by these. When DS was a toddler, my dad nodded off in his arm chair and, when he woke up, said he'd had a dream where he was sitting in his chair with DS as an older boy standing next to him, and a baby girl sat on his knee. My DF is a proper tough as old boots working class bloke - doesn't cry at funerals etc. so him having any sort of premonition / intuitive dream was very odd.

Ds is now 8 but is still he only GC. I still wonder where this baby girl fits in. My brother and his wife know they'll need IVF to have any children and my sister and I are the wrong side of 40 but it still makes me wonder because it was so out of character for dad, and for him to sleep deeply enough to dream, in a chair in the living room with a toddler running around.

Nobody has every had a premonition as they aren't real.

OP, all you had was a bit of a funny feeling. that is all.

I am incredibly sorry that happened to you, expotition. But you did not have a premonition. You really didn't. The world just does not work like that.

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

I answered that question factually. I did not venture any explanation for my future feeling and in fact would be sceptical of any non-scientific explanation. But I have also too often fallen foul of the idea that if you can't rationally justify my feelings you should not act on them to be comfortable with off-hand dismissal. If I had believed in woo, I might have been less willing to put myself in what turned out to be a dangerous situation, even though the likely reason I felt that way was not woo but maybe subconsciously picking up on tiny signs??

Not sure if that makes any sense.

Sorry, *your feelings

I guess partly I think that dismissing everything unexplained as nonsense is problematic, and is not unrelated to dismissing the experiences of people whose perspective is not the default societal one. "It's all in your head," is not an attack levelled equally at everyone.

That doesn't mean that I think anything so far unexplained is magic or something.

Some of these stories are incredible.

I haven’t had this but do have more of a mother’s intuition story. Ds2 was in his cot upstairs and for some reason I felt compelled to go and check on him. As I approached I could see he was struggling to breath -he’d been sick and as he was lying on his back his mouth was full and he seemed unable to deal with it. He was just lying with his mouth open and it was obvious if he breathed he was going to inhale it. I picked him up, the sick came out and he started breathing normally again. What a fright it gave me.
Now I agree there are probably hundreds of other times I’ve gone to check on the kids and they’ve been fine and it’s probably just coincidence - however I will never ignore that feeling if I do get it again!!

I had a strange experience many years ago whilst visiting a stone circle in Wales. It was in quite a remote place but there was a small road/track running past it. On the way down this road we saw no traffic at all. On leaving we had to step back to let a van go past. On the side of the van was an initial and surname and the words and son. The inital and surname matched that of my best friends partner - it is quite a rare name. I told my best friend who laughed it off but later she found out she was pregnant - with their son.

I had a premonition that, despite leaving my DH and DCs guarding them, the box of cream cakes would have mysteriously dissapeared before I got home. And I was right

I have had a few.

My nan was in hospital when I was 19. I had already left home by this point and.lived alone. I had a housephone but not a cordless, it was at the front door with a telephone table. My nan was doing ok. Expected to be discharged the day after.

I 'woke up' sat at the bottom of the stairs. The phone rang and I answered immediately. It was about 1am. It was my mum to say my nan had just died and could I go and sit with my siblings until she got home. She later asked me what I was doing up so late as I answered immediately.

Years later dps mobile rang late one sunday night. About 11.30pm. I woke him up, told him to answer it and while he was on his way downstairs where it was on charge I started getting dressed. It had stopped ringing as he came upstairs and as he walked in the room I said 'get dressed, I'm driving Ok?'. It rang again and it was his dad to say his mum had died suddenly.

And my step dad had been terminally ill for a long time. I told mu friend 2 weeks before he died when he would die and how difficult it would be for me to be there for my mum as work was really short staffed that day.

I agreed with my manager the day before that.I would work until 12.30am then leave. I had been with my mum 20 minutes and then he died.

So all death related so never anything nice.

My mother visited me in September 13 She was well no issues and not that old. I took her to the airport on the last day and as I watched her walk through the doors to get to the plane and I thought " That is the last time I ever see her" She died May 15 I had not seen her again. She was only 69 and it was very sudden.

A nicer one is during my first pregnancy I had a dream that I was visiting my mother and stepdad driving a silver car (at the time ours was blue) I was by their drive and was playing " airplane" with this baby that was about 6-8 months old who was a chubby blonde giggly thing. In the dream I also knew this baby was mine and what her name was.. I woke up told dh about it and how much I wanted this name (a name that had never been up for discussion before) He was very against it said he didnt like it etc.. DD1 was born and not named this.. She also looked nothing like this blonde giggly chubby baby (She was a rather serious baby quite petite and with brown hair) I however spend the next 2 years working on this name on dh.. Got pg again and he eventually said " ok but I prefer it with an a sound at the end (think Ellie/Ella type name) I said ok fine.. DD2 was born and named the " a" end name.. when she was 7 months old we visited my mother and stepdad driving a silver car (the other had been in an accident and written off) dd2 was blonde the most giggly baby ever and chubby..

My healthy but 90 year old father was admitted to hospital, observation, only to be on the safe side etc. I KNEW he wasnt coming home. I had booked flights home to see him, the first time in 10 years and to let him meet my Dd2 ( distance and finances were only thing that kept us apart, he was my hero, what I measured every other male against. he ROCKED ). When I heard hed been admitted I knew this time he wasnt coming home ( he had kidney issues so had been admitted a couple of times to monitor his liquid intake/output). He had been admitted a few times over the previous couple of years for that

I heard he was getting out on Friday. I got in from work and at 7pm my time got a call from an unavailable number. I NEVER picked those up but I KNEW this was the call from home saying he was gone. It was. My heart broke and my world changed that day. But I knew from the moment Id heard hed been admitted