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| 1289.1 | | SAGE::MITCHELL_V | | Fri Jun 22 1990 19:38 | 10 |
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Last month I was running late at work and had to get to my
sister-in-law's house for dinner (1 hr commute). It was raining and
dark and I had a gut feeling I would get stopped by a police officer.
Sure enough I got pulled over for doing 75 in a 65 mile speed
zone. I received a warning...what luck.
I don't think anything special about it. I think the police officer
happened to be in the right at the right time and the opposite for me.
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| 1289.2 | | CRUISE::CFEUERSTEIN | Why is there air? | Fri Jun 22 1990 20:18 | 1 |
| Sounds like reality shifts to me.
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| 1289.3 | A Public Service Message | ROULET::RUDMAN | Always the Black Knight. | Fri Jun 22 1990 21:25 | 4 |
| Take it from someone who has has first- and second-hand "gut-feels":
*LISTEN!*
Don
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| 1289.4 | Sometimes, ya just don't know | CARTUN::BERGGREN | Breathe deeply, smile, and leap... | Sat Jun 23 1990 16:19 | 7 |
| Sage::Mitchell .1,
Maybe it was also the "right" place and time for you.
Who knows, your being stopped at that moment might've saved you
from being involved in an accident 5 minutes down the road....
Kb.*
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| 1289.5 | gut feelings | CSCMA::SCHILLER | | Fri Jul 06 1990 18:16 | 24 |
| I was wondering if anyone had some information on this or could
suggest some books for reading. I always have this happen...and
it continues to my judgement of people. I get a feeling when I
meet people and I know right away whether I should trust them or
not. My fiance gets angry with me because I would meet some of
his friends and get this gut feeling of dislike and sure enough
I have been right about every single one of them...the ones I liked
have continued to be loyal friends and the ones I got that gut feeling
about have hurt him, which in turn hurts me. This also happens
with events in our life. One night we were at a dance club and
I was having a good time so I didn't understand it when all of a
sudden I felt like we should leave. He laughed at me and insisted
we stay and we were stopped on the way home and it turned into a
huge ordeal (he had forgotten to renew his liscence). This also
happened in the house we used to live in. When we went to look
at it, I insisted I didn't want to live there but since they were
the only landlords that would let us keep our dog, Rob insisted.
The whole time we lived in the house I got uncomfortable feeling
that something was always in the room with me and I kept having
my childhood dream about finding snakes in my house. sure enough,
months later I opened my bedroom closet and found a three and a
half foot snake inside. All I can say, is if you get gut feelings,
listen to them because they are trying to tell you something.
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| 1289.6 | Ditto - listen and respect them | PSG::G_REILLY | I have value - I need not sell out | Fri Jul 06 1990 18:35 | 1 |
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| 1289.7 | Connection! | SCARGO::PAINTER | And on Earth, peace... | Fri Jul 06 1990 22:48 | 4 |
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This ties in rather well with the note Olivia wrote (thru Topher).
Cindy
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| 1289.8 | I know what you mean, jelly bean... | HITPS::BOWERS | | Mon Jul 16 1990 21:19 | 31 |
| Hi Rita,
I have just read your note and am sitting here with shivers. What you
described regarding the car incidents sound like two very similar
experiences I've had (a car or something seeming to pass through your
car). I never knew what to think of it, and at times have wondered if
I imagined it, but really deep down know that it did happen. Both
situations were at night, in the dark; in one case a speeding car went
"by" so fast and a breeze passed through my car even though the windows
were closed. The other was a brilliant spark which flashed through my
car - through one door and out the other. Very strange. Topher or
Steve, if you are reading, do you have any thoughts on this?
As far as the question of whether to follow gut feelings...I think
definitely do! All through my life, I've had a repeating
experience...such as when growing up my father liked to take
after-dinner drives. We often drove by a car port that seemed all by
itself by the side of one road. I wondered about it and had some
"feelings" about who, why, etc. was it there with no house in sight.
Years later I took a job working for an elderly couple after school and
found that it was at that very house. For me the "feelings" come long,
long before the actual event happens, but I've learned that whenever I
get that feeling, something does ALWAYS happen afterwards. For me it's
usually not a feeling of premonition (as you with the ticket), but just
a curiosity feeling, and knowing that something will happen in regard
to whatever the feeling is about. I have come to believe that it is
much easier if you listen, if you can.
Nancy
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| 1289.9 | Listen when your insides talk! | POBOX::CROWE | I led the pigeons to the flag.. | Wed Aug 29 1990 19:34 | 40 |
| It's funny, I've got such strong feelings about this topic, but don't
quite know where to start with the words. I've had `gut feelings' for
as long as I can remember. But until I was about 21/22 I never had the
self confidence to listen to myself/my gut.
I had a sort of mentor who was trying to get me to understand that I
should be comfortable with who I was and not bother with what others
thought. We had a conversation about these gut feelings. What ended
that conversation was a question that was asked that I couldn't answer --
With all the gut feelings you've had, when have they ever been wrong?
They hadn't.
I've listened to these reactions/feelings and have great respect for
them. Case in point from last summer. I live withing 2 miles of Lake
Michigan in Chicago. I spend a lot of time riding my bike down to the
lake shore.
One night/day I got my bike out from the storeroom and had this
terrible feeling that I SHOULD NOT ride today. I finally convinced
myself I was crazy but still had this strange feeling in my stomach.
When I ride here, I ride on the sidewalk not the street (you end up a
hood ornament on a car or bus otherwise). The whole way down to the
lake I was extra-cautious, careful and wary. But I still couldn't
shake the feeling. Well, I made it down to the lake, and around the
bike trail with no problem.
I did tell myself I was being stupid. Time to go home. I had gone
about a mile when I came to where the sidewalk crossed a blind alley
(can't see what's on the street or sidewalk from the alley). A car
came shooting out of the alley about to run the stop sign to the street.
He screeched on his brakes and I swerved out of the path. His car
stopped where I had been 3 seconds earlier.
I had to walk the bike and myself most of the rest of the way home.
Just shaken and telling myself I WAS stupid for once again not
listening to myself when I should have.
-- Tracy
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