The Wind

There is a Fall wind blowing outside of my house tonight. It's the kind of wind that usually ushers in a dramatic change. It's the kind of wind that will eventually rise to a crescendo. This is the 'prewind'. You can feel the tension building. It's the beginning of something. In each gust, brings with it a little cooler temperature. A different smell. The tide is changing. I know tomorrow, the air will be changed. There will not be tomorrow what there was today.
Somehow, today, I could feel a change. I don't know what it is. I don't know what it will bring. Whether it will be good or bad. Or just merely something indifferent. I just know that I feel something about to break.

"I listen to the wind

to the wind of my soul

Where I'll end up

Well I think only God really knows

I've sat upon the setting sun

But never, never, never, nerver

wanted water once

No never, never, never"

Cat Stevens ~ "The Wind"

I would hardly call myself psychic. And if I did, you would all call me crazy. I prefer to call myself perceptually gifted. However, there are times when I can pick up vibrations. Miniscule changes that no one else can detect. It's a feeling that resonates within my every tissue. I can feel things in the air, I can feel them wafting off of people. It's almost as if I can see straight through them. And I barely even have to think about it. It just comes to me. Like my next breath.

It sort of reminds me of sharks. They have small pores, that look like black dots on their bodies. They're called ampullae of Lorenzini. They are used to detect electro-magnetic fields - vibrations in the water - to detect dead and dying prey. Because of the ampullae of Lorenzini, they are able to sense, to pick up on these vibrations. They can't see what it is, but their bodies are built to pick up these vibrations. Granted, I'm not interested in finding prey. But I believe my body is built to pick up people vibrations. ( I told you back here that my favorite class was Oceanography in high school - super geek, that's me).
There are times when I can see something. Like a snapshot inside my head. Almost as if it looks as though it's been filmed on 8mm film. Then replayed inside my head. Sometimes it's as clear as a picture - sometimes it's like I'm looking through Swiss Cheese. Sometimes it's as if it's shown to me on purpose - other times on accident.
Whether I am just highly perceptive - or just down right nuts - I don't know. I just know that when these things come to me, I listen. The finality is in my gut. It feels like a brick. Once I feel that, I know to stop & wait. See what happens.
So, with this wind tonight, I feel a change. I have the feeling in my gut. I'm waiting for the input. Every sense is awakened & waiting......
You can call me crazy. But there are plenty that know all of this to be true.......