Last night, before I went to bed, I was drinking a glass of water, and this little voice said to me, “You should fill up your water bottle now.” I shrugged it away thinking, why would I do that? I never do that. And I went to bed.
When I woke up this morning and turned on the faucet, my water was brown.
Extrasensory perception (ESP), according to Wikipedia, involves reception of information not gained through the recognized physical senses but sensed with the mind. The term was coined by German psychical researcher, Rudolf Tischner, and adopted by Duke University psychologist J. B. Rhine to denote psychic abilities such as telepathy and clairvoyance, and their trans-temporal operation as precognition or retrocognition. ESP is also sometimes casually referred to as a sixth sense, gut instinct or hunch, which are historical English idioms. The term implies acquisition of information by means external to the basic limiting assumptions of science, such as that organisms can only receive information from the past to the present.
I could tell you countless stories like this. About my ESP and how I forget to use it. You would think I would have learned by now, right? Sometimes I imagine this ESP as some sort of cosmic fairy that hangs out around my shoulders so that it can whisper smart somethings into my ear. And when I ignore it, I see this little being air-kicking me (yes, that’s like ‘air guitar’) in my head and threatening to go elsewhere, blowing some steam off at the gym and then coming back to try to make me listen again.
Interestingly, it’s the same voice that tells me I should really ‘write that last thought down’ and the feeling of actually listening to the voice is quite similar to the feeling when my brain, heart, fingers and keyboard become one and the writing flows effortlessly. It’s a deep tuning in. I wonder if it’s connected to my conscience or my ego or my subconscious.
Do I have this ESP because I’m such a staunch Cancerian? Because I’m a woman? Because I’m a writer? Because I’m me? I don’t know, but I’ve always wanted to. When we’re young and we recognize that something cool like this happens to/for us – and we’re able to see that it might be above the norm – we tend to think we might be special. I’m realizing as I write this that I have no idea if that’s true.
So, I’m asking you…do you have ESP? How does it manifest for you? Is it connected to your writing or creative pursuits? Do you forget to listen to it? And has it not given up on you despite your ignorance?
Also, and most importantly, tell me if you just knew I was going to write about this today. How freakin’ cool would that be…
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