My Sixth Sense?

I came across this entry on the Blogger Exposed about Sixth Sense or intuitions. It was interesting because I totally can relate on her experiences. I left a comment and didn't give it another thought, until she left a message asking me about my own experiences.

This was the first time someone asked me about this. I had a weird childhood so intuitions and sixth sense is nothing strange to me. I guess what I experience now are just remnants of what I used to experience when growing up. You see, it all started with my religiously zealot father. He is also a faith healer.

At a pretty young age, I became a medium.

People would come to our house and my father will do a healing session and I woul be sitting next to him pointing at parts of the "patient's" body where I see dark spots. I do not know if it was all my imagination because I was really, really young. Strangely though, we cured some people.

I remember this man who always came with huge, huge fishes. My father never accepted money or charged anything. So, people (out of gratitude, I think) would bring food like fruits, fishes and bread. Now, this man had a bloated stomach -- huge one. He had an operation but the doctors didn't find anything wrong at all. He went to several quack doctors and they made him drink a lot of concoction. Strangely though, after several sessions with my father, this man's stomach started to grow small.

My weird childhood did not end there. There was a time when a group of treasure hunters would pick me up from our house and bring me to places to point at where the treasures were supposedly located. It was like a game to me because I was really young. It was like having adventures. Don't get me wrong though. I was having fun. I went to school. I had a lot of friends, but this aspect of my life was something I kept secret from my friends. I don't know if they even know about this. Well, I think I told Tin.

Anyway, it all stopped when I began to have huge headaches that I end up in hospitals so many, many times. My mother, who was working abroad while we were small, put a halt to it all. She was furious at my Father for dragging me into all of it.

So, I began to live a pretty normal life (without the healing and treasure hunting), but I always had experiences where I had "feelings" about things and they happen. I also saw "ghosts" pretty regularly. It was weird. One time, we were eating and I felt a hand touching me from head to neck. I began screaming and the other people on the table were all looking at me strangely.

These days I don't see them anymore, but I still get those "feelings" when some thing bad is going to happen. I also have a pretty strong intuition about things.