I'm going to share something here that I've generally kept very much "hidden away". I'm not sure why, really - perhaps because it's quite
personal, and I'm still unsure as to what, if anything, it means.
So. As some of you might've noticed, I'm something of a skeptic regarding things like visions, predicting the future, etc etc. I'm generally
incredibly "eyebrow raised" about such things.
But I have two experiences to share.
On Sept 5, 2001 (my Mum's birthday), I called her in England and we chatted. As you do. Whilst on the phone, I had an incredibly unsettling
"flash" of imagery. My then-husband was due to fly out to California the following week, on the 11th (incidentally the day before my
birthday, and the day of my gran's birthday - my Mum's mother). I told my Mum I'd call her back...I had to write something down very
This is what I'd written:
"11th...oh s**t, tell G he should change his flight to the 10th. Huge airplane crash...why the heck am I seeing three planes though?! TWO planes
can't crash on the same day. Three most certainly can't. Must talk to Aunty S about this" .
I have no conclusions to make of this; I don't know whether I truly "saw" anything, or whether I was simply putting an "absolute worse case
scenario" together in my head and that what actually transpired on Sept 11 was coincidence.
Anyway. Moving on.
The following year, on my birthday, I saw in my hometown newspaper that an old schoolmate of mine was getting married in Bali, the following month.
I went through all of the "awww, that's so sweet" sentiments, and not for the first time, wished I was back in England as I was terribly
On the phone again to my Mum (hmmm. This is becoming repetitive, non?), we chatted and talked about who was doing what in the town (it's a small
town. We're all inherent gossipmongers!), yada yada yada. And once again I had to cut short the call, and write "something down".
This is what I wrote:
"Leanne is getting married in Bali....so why am I really really afraid that she won't come back? I just had this really obscenely terrifying
"vision" of dead bodies in a bloody nightclub of all places, right about when she's due to get married".
Again, I really can't say what, if anything, this shows.
Thankfully, Leanne was married the day before the bombs (which took place on October 12th 2002), and came home safely. But 200 others didn't, as we
My Mum was present (albeit via phone contact) with me during both episodes. Was this a factor? I don't know.
Her father was a self-proclaimed "medium", who read tea-leaves and cards (amongst other things. Ahem), and he passed on these skills to my Aunty
I never did get a chance to discuss these visions with her though, but that's largely because I just haven't gotten around to it yet.
Anyway, there we go.
I'm still not sure why I shared this....
Heat-driven insomnia, perhaps?