When I was 12 years old I dreamt about a drop leaf table that belonged to my Grandmother. In my dream the table was brought into the house by some of my mothers friends and placed in our kitchen up against a wall with the leafs down, then the telephone was placed on the table.
On my 13th birthday my mom's friend came and picked me up from school. But wouldn't tell me why she had to come and pick me up before the end of the school day. When we got to my house my mom and a couple of her friends were there. One of her friends kept trying to get me to take some kind of pill that would calm me. I thought she was trying to trick me into talking drugs. Finally my mother got herself together enough to be able to talk to me. She told me that her mother, my Grandmother, had passed away.
Several days or more after my Grandmother passed, my mother and friends were moving some of my Grandmothers things into the house. I was in the kitchen sitting at the kitchen table, when a couple of her friends carried the drop leaf table into the kitchen, sat it up against the wall and placed the telephone on it. Before that happened I had forgotten about my dream, but as soon as the table was placed in that spot and the telephone placed on it, it hit me so hard that I broke down and cried, realizing that I had dreamt everything that had just happened.
I didn't know what to think about it, but since then I have had other dreams that have come true and I have also had feelings or premonitions that have come true or happened.
I wish I could understand this and if I have a gift, I would like to know how to control it, and use it to help others. I also get feelings about people, telling me whether this person is trustworthy or not. It's gotten to the point where my husband comes to me to ask if he can trust a person or not.
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I had a reoccurring dream that my brother was going to get shot. I told him and the entire family. Everyone blew me off and laughed at me. 3 months later he was shot in the stomach and spent 3 months in the hospital.
I have thousands of dreams that have come to pass, and I've learned that they CAN NOT be changed. They are fixed firmly in the time line and all I can do is wait for them to pass. I no longer warns family of hardships coming their way. They believe me so much that it worries them and I've learned there is nothing that anyone can do to change the future anyway. It's like one of those movies where no matter what they try to do to prevent a future event from occurring, it happens regardless.
I too can tell if a person is trustworthy. I can tell if they're lying. I can tell that the sarcastic comment they made wasn't sarcastic at all. It was just a way to mask the true intent of their words.
I've gotten to the point where I find peace in being alone as I can pick up the mood others... Mostly the negative. I've found that negative energy seems to be broadcast more potently as it seems to trouble people spirits more. So I distance myself from people so I don't pick up on those broadcast.
But with family it is different... No matter how far away from them I can tell when they're hurt, been in a accident, if they're scared, depressed or lonely. So much so it will wake me in the middle of the night.