TELEPATHY, INTUITION AND INSTINCT

In my experience, people don’t have to be particularly close or even known to be telepathic. One is just “that way” with various other people who are also telepathic; people may share a similar “frequency.” My definition of telepathy is knowing what the other person is thinking, at least in the current moment. It is a kind of “mind reading,” of knowing another’s thoughts, and feelings as well. Much of what we call “telepathy” is present in intuition and instinct as well. To intuit is to be aware of the reality or of what is occurring on a deeper mental and emotional level with others. This requires a level of being able to intuit oneself. One not only “reads thoughts” but is also attentive enough to “read faces,” and “read eyes” and body language as well. If one is intuitive like that, it seems to me that this would include telepathy. A more basic, more physical, body-oriented, level of intuition is instinct, which precedes intuition from an evolutionary perspective. Thus, we “sense fear,” and we are instinctively aware of danger, or, for that matter, sexual attraction. It is part and parcel of the human pleasure-seeking and pain-avoidance. Of course, the mind with its thoughts and feelings enhance instinct, and probably intuition as well.

          Life occurrences bring about the development of telepathy and intuition and instinct in us. I refer to my own life experiences, the progression of nature, and logic or common sense here. I intentionally try not to make too many connections though, since that puts all the fragmentary memories into a too convenient and conclusive story. Being born premature and installed in an incubator away from human touch for the most part for the first few months of my life deprived me of an adequate sense of human bonding, both physically and emotionally. It may have diminished the intuitive sense of connection with others while increasing the instinctive sense of having to survive on my own. Since there was no or very little verbal communication with me, I may have had to develop more telepathic skills as well. Then later, as a young child, I was physically abused, which also had the effect of giving me an increased instinctual sense of danger and ability to not only see it in the eyes and the body language, but also telepathically to read it in the thoughts. On occasion, during the times of abuse, I “saw” scenes of battle and carnage, and felt emotions of absolute fear and confusion within such dangerous chaos. I believe I could literally see the thoughts of the abuser who was on Normandy Beach and in the Battle of the Bulge and other places in the European Theater of WWII. It took me a while but I was able to realize that these thoughts were not “mine.”

          My first wife and I were telepathic, though we hardly even conversed with each other. I tended to go on very long hikes in the mountains and enjoyed literally getting lost and then finding my way back to civilization. At such times I sent her “messages” which she apparently got because she noted the time as did I, which was later corroborated. My wife, Amy, and I are absolutely telepathic. She often says what I’m thinking and vice-versa. I naturally respond even to her mentally unspoken needs, such as when her feet are hot and she needs her sock removed. I took care of my daughter who is disabled for many years and possessed a kind of “mother’s intuition,” knowing when she needed something or was having a seizure in the middle of the night (from a different room). Then there is the most recent occurrence in which I asked her a “yes” or “no” question while I was dreaming, at which I was startled awake by her as she lay next to me sleeping, saying loudly “Yes” as she slept. It was 7AM, she did not waken, I went to the bathroom, climbed back into bed and went back to sleep. Now THAT is telepathy.

          Let me add a bit to this. I have literally seen “ghosts” and even conversed with one of them. It may be that one requires a certain type of sensitivity to “see ghosts,” though it may or may not be an indication of intuition. To be brief, a man hung himself in what was to be my bedroom six months before my father got a “good deal” and bought the house. The hanged man appeared to me only once but hung around (as it were) for another couple of years; we conversed regularly when he would “appear” only with slight physical indications in my room. Then there were the group of Victorian ghosts who haunted the children for whom I was houseparent at a state institution for “emotionally unstable” children. The children, with my exorcizing directions, were able to dispel this group of Victorian Episcopalian teachers who died of cholera or smallpox around 1900. There are other similar occasions but this is most sufficient in my estimation.