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Tuesday, February 01st, 2011

“It occurred to me that because of our unique chemistry, I was picking thoughts out of her brain.”

When I retired as a schoolteacher and moved to Florida, I decided I didn’t want to sit at home all day and watch TV, so I hired myself out as a part time nanny and babysitter.

Work went fine for the next month or two, then I had the strangest experience of my life.

As I walked up the steps of a house to introduce myself to a new family, I could feel my sensations becoming more acute. Anna, the woman of the house had hired me over the phone; she said my references were impeccable and she couldn’t wait to meet me. As I approached the front door, I had the strangest feeling I knew this house. Yet, I was new to the area, and I was a bit confused.

When the door opened, there was Anna with a big grin on her face. I liked her instantly as I knew I would. I glanced over her shoulder into the room and felt very much at home. As she gave me a tour of the house, I started telling her in advance what each room looked like. At first Anna was stunned – as was I – and I explained to her the strange sensations I had as I first approached the house.

We were both amazed when I described not only the layout of the master bedroom, but the individual pieces of furniture as well as the various things she had strewn around the room. Then I realized what was happening.

Occasionally, I find myself really connecting with a person. When this happens, it appears that we are of the same mind. And I certainly connected with Anna the previous night on the phone. I liked her melodic voice, her easy laugh which was kind of a giggle, and I could tell she was a genuinely nice person.

It occurred to me that because of our unique chemistry, I was picking thoughts out of her brain. This had happened to me previously, but only with people I really liked. So, when Anna and I were walking around the house, as we approached a room that she obviously knew so well, I was simply picking up bit of information from her mind.

H. Amberheart
Tampa, FL

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Tuesday, August 24th, 2010

“He had the feeling we were on the same wavelength. I think he may be right. It’s now happened several times that we have come online at the exact moment.”

It was bedtime and as usual it was pandemonium in the house.

The kids were in various stages of turning in for the night. Little Jeffrey was crying because his sister took something from him. Of course, Julie denied it saying the book was hers. And their older brother Keith was busy at his computer doing God knows what.

I’m a single mom, and I lead a good life, but I yearn for a good man and to be married again. When the kids were finally in bed and the noise disappeared for another day, I sat down at the computer and was eager to see if I had another email from a newfound friend down in Texas.

His name is Cal. I guess it’s short for Calvin and we truly met by happenstance. Well, maybe there was a little more to it. That’s why I’m telling you about it.

About a week ago, I awoke in the middle of the night with the unusual feeling that something was amiss. I felt a little odd, and I couldn’t fall back asleep. After tossing and turning, I decided to get up and with nothing else to do, turned on the computer.

The moment I got on AOL, there was this IM that immediately came on the screen. It was from Çal, and he said he just woke up and couldn’t fall back asleep, and I was on his mind. He said he just went over to the computer and as he came on AOL, my name appeared on his buddy list.

We had met online a few days before and he had the feeling we were on the same wavelength. I think he may be right. It’s now happened several times that we have come online at the exact moment. Since this happens at different times of the day or night, I think we have connected with one another, at least telepathically.

W. Steiner
Juneau, Alaska

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Tuesday, June 01st, 2010

Coincidence, fate, or magic?

I’m writing to you because I want to give hope to anyone out there that is searching for love and romance.

I am a forty-three year old man who has been fairly successful in business.  I have several friends whom I treasure and a brother who has been happily married for years.

I, on the other hand, never married and really never thought of myself as a father.  I was quite content leading a rather carefree and responsibility-free life.

But about six months ago, I awoke one morning, looked in the mirror at my receding hairline and suddenly found myself depressed with the prospect of living the rest of my life alone.

What a sad awakening.

For the next several weeks, my mind was obsessed with visions of a wife and children.  My friends would call me and invite me to their homes for dinner, and a few of my single friends would invite me out for the evening, but my heart was heavy with sadness and regret.

A close friend of mine, a doctor, recommended I needed to get away.  He handed me a pamphlet listing cruises to Mexico, the Caribbean, even Alaska.  And before I knew it, I was boarding this giant ship that looked to me like a floating hotel.  It was several stories high and I felt like an ant walking up the ramp.

After three days, I was going crazy.  All I could see were couples holding hands or dads carrying their kids.  If anything, my depression was growing more intense.  I was not impressed with my friend’s recommendation.  After all he was a medical doctor, not a shrink.

Then on the fourth day, I was sitting in the lounge nursing a Diet Coke.  I had given up drinking a year earlier.  Years of carousing had taken its toll.  I was in my usual funk when I noticed an attractive woman seated with two other women.  I couldn’t help but stare at her, and then something happened that I will never forget.

She looked at me out of the corner of her eye and I saw her lips kind of curl upward.  It was the most innocent and beautiful smile I had ever seen.  It was then that I regained that spark.  I drummed up the courage to walk over to them, introduced myself, and soon I found myself looking into the eyes of someone I knew I would know a long, long time.

Her name is Charlene and the next day she told me that she had a premonition the previous morning that she would meet the man she had been searching for.  We are making plans so we can be that couple I referred to earlier, and I can be that man holding his kids.

Darren Markowitz
Cleveland, Ohio

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Tuesday, May 18th, 2010

“She had never seen him like this and didn’t think he was coming back.”

I don’t know if I’m psychic or not, but I’ll tell you something that happened to me a month ago that could not possibly be attributed to coincidence.

I was in my car driving to work when I suddenly had the urge to call a friend of mine, Cal, whom I hadn’t spoken to for awhile.  Cal and I had been pretty close to one another for at least twelve years, but since he remarried it seems he’s been preoccupied with his new bride.  And I don’t blame him, Nina’s a beauty inside and out.

But this day, I simply felt the need to hear his voice.  I didn’t know why, but the urge to call him was irresistible.  I punched in his number on my cell phone, switched it to “speakerphone,” and waited for him to answer.

The response wasn’t at all what I had imagined.

Nina answered and I could tell from her voice she was badly shaken.  I asked what was wrong, and she said Cal and her just had a knockdown, drag-out fight after which he stormed out of the house.

I assured her that all couples get into it once in awhile, but she said she had never seen him like this and didn’t think he was coming back.  I told her I would see what I could do.  But when I hung up I realized I didn’t have a clue as to where or how to get in touch with him.

You see, Cal is one of a vanishing breed that refuses to carry a cell phone.  He is a very fortunate guy who made his fortune early on, and he spends most of his days reading, exercising or taking in a movie.  Unless he is home, getting in touch with Cal is virtually impossible.

But as I continued driving to work, I kept having this vision of Cal sitting on a bench on a parkway overlooking the ocean.  I knew that parkway, and had a hunch he was there.  I made a U-turn to see if my vision was correct.

Five minutes later, I was parking my car when I saw the bench that was in my vision.  But no Cal.  I was surprised that I didn’t see him, and started to drive away.  But something told me to get out of the car, which I did, and I went over to the bench and sat down.

I stared at the ocean for a bit, then I felt a hand on my shoulder.  Without looking up, I said, “Cal, what the heck do you think you’re doing?  Nina is the best thing that’s ever happened to you.”

That’s how positive I was that my vision had been true.  And it was.  Cal sat down next to me, confessed he had been drinking and had blown a simple disagreement way out of proportion.

I immediately dialed his number and when Nina answered I handed the phone to Cal.  Well, the poor guy apologized for the next ten minutes.  I had to get back to work, so I urged him to go home and make up in person.

That’s my one-in-a-million psychic story.

Alexander Drovner
Santa Monica, CA

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Tuesday, April 20th, 2010

“I was devastated that day at Heathrow when we said goodbye.”

It was September, 2005 and I had just returned from a trip to Europe.  I had been gone the entire summer, and although I was glad to be back and get on with my life, I had mixed emotions because I had left Linda, the woman of my dreams.

Let me explain.

Linda was living in London, and we had met accidentally in a busy pub one Friday night.  We hit it off immediately, and I could tell by her face that she was really into me.  For the next several weeks, we were inseparable.  She had a part time job and every spare moment was spent with me.

But Linda told me she had no intention of leaving London and coming back to the states.  As I am at a place in life where I want to settle down and raise a family, I was devastated that day at Heathrow when we said goodbye.  Linda made it clear that although she loved me, there was no way she would compromise.

Tears were streaming down her face (I was controlling mine), but she was resolute, and that was that.

I spent the next month job hunting.  The European trip had been a present to myself after voluntarily leaving a job that I held for twelve years.  But Linda was never far from my mind.  In fact, this is why I’m writing you.

I believe in the power of positive thinking and that most of us possess psychic ability to one degree or another.

Although Linda and I had agreed not to write each other for fear of dragging out the agony, each night I meditated and silently called out to her to reconsider and come back.  Night after night after night, I envisioned hearing a knock on the door and upon opening it, there she stood, suitcase in hand, and a look in her eye that said I’m yours.

Well, I admit it didn’t happen exactly that way.  But she did come back six months later.  And the first thing Linda did was call me from the airport to ask me to come and get her.  When we finally laid eyes on one another, she said she had heard my pleas night after night and she repeated precisely the same words I had used.

Jesse Kelter
Covington, KY

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Tuesday, February 09th, 2010

“Somehow I was hearing his silent cries for help.”

It was a cold day in Minneapolis and I wasn’t in the mood to go out in subzero weather.  So I grabbed a book I had purchased the night before, and I was ready to spend a comfortable afternoon huddled before the fireplace.

Little did I know I would soon be running around in the cold searching for the frantic cry for help I kept hearing “inside my head.”

It was the weirdest experience I had ever had.  One moment I was engrossed in a biography of Winston Churchill, the next I was dashing down the stairs of my apartment building without having any idea where I was headed.

At first, I had heard faint whimperings.  I thought maybe it was my imagination.  I day dream a lot and have a lot of imaginary conversations going on in my mind.  Call me strange, but that’s the way I am.

But the voice in my head started to grow louder and louder, and more frantic.  I couldn’t understand what was going on, but then it occurred to me that perhaps someone was in distress and somehow I was hearing his silent cries for help.

It was then I grabbed my heavy coat and rushed down the stairs not having a clue as to where I was going, and kind of hoping no one I knew would ask where I was headed.

I literally ran out the front door, stopped, looked around and let my senses take hold.  I started walking one-way, stopped again, and suddenly I had the urge to cross the street and move across the large lawn of a very old house.

It was then I heard the voice again, but this time it wasn’t inside my head, it was real.  I could actually hear the man faintly saying, “help me, help me.”  And it was coming from inside the house, or rather under the house.

As I moved closer to the building, I peeked through a small window into the basement, and there I saw a man lying on his side holding his back.  He shouted for me to come in the side door.

Well, it turns out he had fallen down the basement stairs, and wrenched his back.  He was unable to walk and was in too much pain to crawl back up the stairs.

Fortunately I had heard his silent calls for help.  It didn’t really surprise me because I feel I’ve always had an ability to pick up on someone’s thoughts.  This time, however, my psychic ability really paid off.

Dillard Kizer
Minneapolis, MN

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