Feelings....

Sometimes I get feelings. These feelings are hard to explain but they have a connection to the future. For instance when I was a teenager I once "predicted" the name of a girl that was moving in up the street from me. I also "predicted" the post grad college of choice of a close friend before I even knew anything about where she might end up at. I actually hate the word prediction because I don't think of them that way. I much prefer the word feeling because the word seems less voluntary. How it feels to have the feeling is hard to explain. It just something I know to be true before it happens. Most of them, if not all, are smaller things but have a bigger meaning to me. I can't control them and glad I can't. I wouldn't want to be able to think to myself, "What is my feeling about this subject?" and then make a prediction. I usually keep my feelings to myself and can only think of a single instance that I shared one. That feeling eventually became reality even though it was something I didn't really want to happen.
One of the more common types of feelings I get is about seeing people I haven't seen in a long time at a certain location or time. Over the past few months I have had a "feeling" that I would see Winnie*. She lives a couple states away from me but her parents still live close. Today while eating lunch I look across the restaurant I see Winnie's* mom. I wasn't for sure if it was her at first (I have a terrible time recognizing people from my past) but soon I was sure of the sighting. This was the first time in over 3 years I have seen anyone related to the Winnie*. I am sure this is what my feeling was about. You might think that this isn't much of a prediction but it works for me. Like I said its hard to describe what the feeling is.
By the time I was sure it was Winnie's* mom she was already outside heading to her car. Even if I had more of an opportunity I probably would not have said anything to her. Although honestly I would have liked to say hi and wished Winnie* my best. If it was Winnie* herself I would have certainly said hi. I have made a promise to myself that I will say hi if I ever see Winnie* out. I don't know why it is so important that I say hi, but it is.
Oddly the first thing that came to my mind when I was sure about Winnie's* mom identity was, wow this will be something I'll have to write about. Later on I "wondered" if the mom recognized me and would she say anything to Winnie*. Regardless my feeling and today's experience made me smile.
Feeling with WONDER...
Kevin