“She had the eyes of someone ancient, someone whose experience had implanted both knowledge and sadness.”

I own a small temp agency and have being doing this for over twenty years.  Last week I had an experience I will never forget.  And one thing is very clear:  I will never be able to understand or explain what happened.

Her name is Marge and she walked in the door unannounced and without an appointment.

Marge is about forty years old, about 5′4″ tall, slightly stocky but with a very appealing presence.  She explained she had just moved to California from back East, and she was just settling in to her new life with her longtime boyfriend.

Marge sat down before I had a chance to tell her she needed an appointment, and I immediately had the impression that she was different.  Different in the sense that the look in her eyes was unlike anything I had ever seen.

It was a kind of “all-knowing” look.  She had the eyes of someone ancient, someone whose experience had implanted both knowledge and sadness.  And when she began to talk I was absolutely mesmerized by what she had to say.

She told me fascinating stories about her childhood.  Her father had been a missionary in Africa and was killed by a raiding party in Kenya when she was only a child.  She was then raised by an aunt because her mother never recovered from the violent death of her husband.

And her tales of her life with her aunt was fascinating because she explained that her aunt had remarkable powers of ESP and that many of these powers had been “transferred” to her.  By this she meant that she, too, could read minds and know exactly what someone was thinking.

Actually, when she told me this I was wondering what my wife’s reaction would be when I told her what I was now hearing.  To my surprise, Marge blurted out:  “She will think I’m crazy.”

I said, “What did you say?”  Marge replied: “Your wife will think I’m a nut.”  Well, that left me with no doubt whatsoever that Marge does, indeed, have the gift of ESP.

She went on to tell me other things that crossed my mind during our conversation, such as guessing correctly the names of two of my three kids’ names.  And something about my childhood that was very personal – which I don’t care to reveal to anyone else, not even my wife.

I’ve never had an experience like this before.

Two days ago, I was able to place Marge on a work assignment and I have very high aspirations for her.  She is an exceptional person.

C. Torres
Chico, CA

“I think she’s kind of proud of my ‘gifts.’”

Ever since I was a youngster, I have had this thing about watches, clocks and any kind of timepiece.

I suppose I’m fascinated by time and that’s why I’m writing you.  Wherever I am, whatever I’m doing, I can guess what time it is almost to the exact minute.  It’s a trait I’ve had since I was a kid, and I’ve never met anyone else who had the same ability.

Also, I’ve never owned a watch.  Even when I was in college I never bothered to have one because I knew exactly when I was due in class.  I didn’t need a watch to remind me.

I also am quite adept at reading minds.  My mother still gets mildly upset with me because I can’t resist finishing her sentences for her.  I also tell her what’s on her mind even when we first get on the phone.

Last week as soon as I heard her voice I told her that she was upset with a specific person.  She is so used to me doing this, she just laughed.

She and I are on the same wavelength I suppose, although she can’t read my mind.  That’s the frustrating part of it for her.  But she does have a good sense of humor and I think she’s kind of proud of my “gifts.”

And one more thing.  Several years ago, my roommate was distressed because she hadn’t heard from her brother in quite awhile.  Without my ever meeting him, I knew exactly what the problem was.  He had lost his job and was embarrassed to tell her about it.  When she called him that is exactly what he told her.  Somehow I had picked up on his wavelength through my association with his sister.

H. Jacobson
Akron, OH

“Somehow she had taken a wrong turn and was pretty frightened.”

My husband and I like to travel.  Luke retired a few years ago and we’ve been leading the life of leisure ever since.

What unnerves him, however, is how perceptive I am when it comes to visiting new places.  What I mean is, we’ll get off the train or plane in an area we’ve never visited previously, and I’ll have an immediate sense of where we are.

For example, we’ll be in a taxi going to the hotel and I’ll start pointing in various directions telling him where certain historic sites are without even looking at a map.  Of course, if I wanted to I could have checked out the sites beforehand on a map, but somehow I instinctively know where things are.

It doesn’t happen all the time, and it never happens when I try too hard.  But when I’m relaxed and not thinking about it, I’ll suddenly blurt out that we’re only a block or two away from a specific place.  And when I do that, I’m rarely wrong.

I also have ESP abilities with my oldest daughter.  It doesn’t matter where she is; in fact she can be hundreds of miles away, but if she stubs her toe or has indigestion I can often feel it at the same time.

Once, when she was a child, she had lost her way home from school.  Somehow she had taken a wrong turn and was pretty frightened.

I picked up on her anxiety, and without being told anything was wrong, I went out to look for her and took all the correct turns to find her.  There she was, sitting on a doorstep crying just as I had envisioned.

M. McMartin
Bolder Springs, CO

“I’ve had to rely upon other strengths, namely my unusual psychic powers.”

I have been into sports since I was a kid, and because I lacked the ability of a star player, I’ve had to rely upon other strengths, namely my unusual psychic powers.

When I entered high school, I realized I’d never make the varsity.  I decided to retire my cleats and go over to the management side.  To my pleasant surprise, I discovered I liked coaching, and better yet, I was good at it.

At first, I assisted the manager.  I was the water boy, then the first base coach, then I’d sit next to the manager in the dugout and learn from him.  But where I really stood out was my ability to project the future.  I had an uncanny ability to know the exact pitch a base runner would choose to steal, or when a pitcher was going to throw a fastball or curve, or what the opposing manager planned to do.

When I went to college I decided to apply my psychic abilities in other areas as my interest in sports began to fade somewhat.  I realized I was amazing at picking stocks, and even at the racetrack I always came out ahead.

I’m married now, and my wife is used to my “gift.”  She accuses me of reading her mind and taking advantage of her.  And I plead guilty to that.  But she’s a doll and she brags about me to her friends.  I’m a lucky guy.

M. Tillson
Vancouver, Canada

“I saw it with my own eyes.”

I have an interesting profession and although I can’t say whom I work for, I can tell you that I design software for some companies that are on the leading edge of development.

One project I recently completed involved predicting future events by coordinating complex mathematical equations with the efforts of selected individuals with a high degree of ESP powers.

And for the skeptics out there, I want to tell you that the “gifts” some of these people have are outright amazing.

One man in his fifties can tell you exactly what’s inside your wallet.  He could also predict with slightly less than fifty percent accuracy what my wife would be serving for dinner that night.  And he could tell me approximately what happened in the stock market that day without listening to the radio or reading it beforehand.

Another man in his early twenties could, if he concentrated hard enough, move a tiny rolled-up cotton ball – with his mind.  It only went a fraction of an inch, but I saw it with my own eyes.  And we have it on film.

Believe me, our procedures ensured that no tricks were played.  And I can attest that the powers of the mind haven’t really been explored yet.

Tests with animals are also uncovering amazing psychic talents.  A golden retriever that we used in our test labs (and trust me, he was treated wonderfully and safely) was able to sense things that were beyond any human’s capability.

I can’t tell you precisely what we derived from these tests because I’ve signed a letter of confidentiality.  But I do believe the findings we’re learning today will benefit mankind in the near future.

T. S.
Boston, MA

“We used to drive our parents – particularly our mother – a little crazy.”

My identical twin brother Edwin is working in Tokyo and loves it.  He loves the people, the culture, the food, and when he emails or calls to tell me about it, I let him know that I’ve seen the same sites – through his mind.

You see, Edwin and I have been very, very close since childhood.  And I “see” what he sees.  And he does the same.

We’ve always been on the same wavelength.  When we were kids in the same class, sometimes (if the vibes were right) I could relay the answer to a question if he was having trouble.

When playing football, I knew exactly what he was thinking, where he wanted me to pass the ball.  Occasionally, we even dated the same girl without her knowing we were switching around.  It was all in fun, and we never tried to embarrass anyone.

One time, our ESP bailed us out of a potentially dangerous situation.  We were walking down the street late at night when Edwin pulled my arm and said let’s get out of here.  We started running, and as we passed an alley two guys started running after us.  They apparently had been waiting for us to pass by and were going to hold us up.  Fortunately, Edwin and I used to run track, and our ability (and fear) allowed us to get away.

As youngsters we used to drive our parents – particularly our mother – a little crazy.  We’d answer her before she had a chance to ask us something.  Dad always laughed at our gifts, but Mom was a stickler and didn’t want to be outdone by her little kids.  She would smile occasionally, but we did it all in good humor.

B. Perkins
London, England