I cannot "predict the future" but I sometime have dreams and intuitions that save my butt.
My most startling was in 1972 when I was living in the Caribbean with my father, his girlfriend, and my 15 year old stepbrother, who was visiting for the summer.
We had a situation where my brother needed to return to the States for school, we were short on transportation on the island, and my dad needed to have printing done for his advertising business (you had to take it to the continent then). We had a friend who was a bush pilot who flew us all over the islands. He had sold a plane and needed to deliver it to the town we were travelling too.. it was really strange. Anyway, my dad booked flight on this 5 seat Cessna for him, my brother, myself, and my 1 year old son.
A few days before the flight, I woke up in the middle of the night with a nightmare. We had been flying in this small plane. There was a storm, it was raining and lighting was flashing. The plane was bouncing everywhere. Then, the tail section broke off and my father was holding my brother's hand and screaming... then my brother was sucked out and I woke up, screaming and crying.
I refused to go on the flight.
I begged them not to go.
My dad and I had a HUGE fight because the passage was paid.
I didn't care. I called my mother and borrowed money for a commercial flight and left the next day.
A few days later my dad called to apologize for the flight. I begged him again not to go. My brother didn't want to go either.
Next night, I was at a friend's spending the night and there was a knock at the door. My mother, aunt, and grandmother were all standing there. I said, "The plane crashed..." They nodded.
In talking to the Sheriff in Laurel County Mississippi where the plane crashed, I discovered only my dad and the pilot were in the plane. I asked about my brother. He said only two people. I said, No... my brother was on that plane. He said, "Too much rain, too dark, forested, will search tomorrow." Next morning at 6:30 he calls, "We found your brother" and proceeds to describe someone I did not recognize. For two weeks we didn't know who this person was. Ended up being some poor college kid who hitchiked a ride at Ft. Lauderdale airport.
They found my brother later that day... miles from the crash, he had been pulled out of the plane when the tail broke.
I listen to my dreams now... especially if they speak that loudly.
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