Kelly’s Korner: A Different Perspective
Kelly’s Korner is a place to share ”extraordinary” experiences and insight. For years I had no one to talk to about all of the seemingly uncommon occurrences that were just a normal way of existence for me. I don’t want anyone to have to feel as though they don’t have a community to relate to or to feel that they constantly live within a world that is not theirs…as I did.
As our world is transforming, so are sixth sense abilities for many people. As a child of the 80′s, I knew it was taboo to speak of any of my experiences, but that time has passed. Let’s speak out about the experiences we know sometimes to be more real at times than perceived reality.
Kelly’s Story From the time I can remember I have “known” things. I remember at about the age of eight naming this place of “knowing” my knowing spot, later to be nicknamed my spot by my sisters. My spot would, and does, tell me of things to come, understandings and perspectives that I need to know,that do not come from a personal thought or feeling, or visions of what will occur or have occurred. My spot has been such a gift and has given me a perspective in life that has allowed me to gain an understanding at a very early age that there is so much more to this life than what we see on the surface.
When I was 20 years old I had been seeing a vision for about two weeks, in my mind’s eye, of an ambulance. This vision would come as a very quick snapshot, but had so much information that came with it. Each time I would see this vision I would see more of the picture and get more information. At first I just saw an ambulance flash in my mind, then I would see an ambulance with the doors closing, then the doors closing and the ambulance driving away. As I said, this went on for about two weeks. The last time I saw the vision I was driving down Main Street, in my hometown of Watertown, Wisconsin, with my little sister sitting next to me. It was then that I saw the full vision of an ambulance, the doors closing, it pulling away, I am in it and I am hurt.
That night my father was driving me out to my boyfriend’s house so that we could go tobogganing. As we were pulling up to his home I heard a beautiful, almost silky, female voice say over my right shoulder, “Don’t go, you’re going to be hurt.” I grabbed onto my father’s arm and said, “I can’t go, I’m going to be hurt!” to which he asked me how I knew that. I told him I didn’t know. He let out a sigh and said, “Well, then don’t go.” I explained that I had to go, I had a date to which he replied, “Well, then go.” so I did.
The first run down the hill I broke my vertebrae. I spent two weeks unable to move and five months in a body cast, but recovered almost completely. The doctors stated so many times that they did not know how I was not paralyzed. I can only believe that I was not to be paralized in this life and that a little divine intervention took place that evening. It was then that I learned to always listen to my spot, and I have learned that it is never wrong.
I often hear, not audibly but intuitively, messages from spirits, guides and others I cannot see. There is so much more to our existence and I feel blessed to hear such amazing and diverse perspectives that only enhance, and often change, my own.
When I was 39 I was dating a gentleman whose father had died in Vietnam. We had not been dating long and I had told him some about my spot, but not all. One evening we were laying together with one lit candle in the room. He was asleep and I was just taking the time to reflect and think. As we lay there, I suddenly felt the room shift and realized there was a presence there. I asked, intuitively, who was there and what they wanted. The response I received was that he was my friend’s father. He asked me to please tell him that he was there and that he loves him very much. I responded to him that I hadn’t shared that I spoke to spirits yet and it was too early in our relationship. He then placed a vision of a young boy, around three year’s old, sitting on a man’s lap in my mind’s eye. He said it was the two of them and I should tell him of the picture and that he loved him. I once again said I couldn’t do that yet. He then said, “I need you to give him this.” and proceeded to shower my entire being with the most unconditional love I have ever felt. This love was so pure and complete, a form of love I knew I’d never experienced here on this Earth; it touched me profoundly. I woke up my friend and shared with him what had occurred. After I told him of the picture in my mind, he immediately pulled a picture out of his night stand. It was of him sitting on his father’s lap at the age of three. He was so thankful to receive that message and, as staged as this sounds, when he stated that out loud, the candle on the bureau blew out.
It was through this experience, and others, that I realize I do not want to hold back that I have this gift; it has too much to offer and I need to respect its divine existence in my life.
For me, energy is tangible; I feel, and at times see, its flow, pulse, heat, vibration, and positive or negative intention.
At the age of 38 I was at a filling station pumping gas into my vehicle. As I was staring off into nothing in particular I felt a terrible, negative energy from behind me. I was filled with fear as I realized how powerfully negative this energy was and knew instantly this man was going to come toward me. As I turned to go into the station, I was chanting in my mind, “Please don’t approach me, please don’t approach me.” Of course, he did. As he moved toward me he was asking me a question. I looked up and realized I could not actually see his face. It was as if someone had sprayed a mist in front of his face and I couldn’t make out any features. I quickly said something to excuse myself and rushed into the building. (I believe that mist was something I must have done subconsciously to protect myself from the negativity I felt; I don’t think it was actually there, but I have to say that I honestly don’t know for sure)
That was not the first time I had sensed either negative or positive energy in others. I have learned to respect and respond to this sense of energy when I interact with others, enter a room, move through life’s experiences or choose a path on my life journey.
Why am I sharing this information and these few experiences with you? I want people to explore the notion that we all have the innate ability to perceive in a different way. We all have intuition, it just appears that it is more developed in some people as opposed to others. I like to equate this to athletic ability; most of us can run and throw, but for others this is a true talent. They were born with an enhanced ability. My intuition is the same as everyone else, perhaps just more enhanced.
I ask that you open your mind to different perspectives and explore the idea that life consists of so much more than what we experience on the surface.
Please visit Kelly’s Konversations to engage in conversation with others who have heightened insight, intrige about insight or to share a story about your experience. We look forward to hearing from you!