If Wishes Were Horses I’d Have The Budweiser Clydesdales.

I’ve been able to see “people” since I was young. It got stronger when I was a teenager.

I’d get these visitors while I was asleep or thought I was and wake up scared because I didn’t know if I was safe.

Also, sometimes I’d dream things that came true or that when I was dreaming it felt like it meant something I didn’t understand yet.

And to tip the scale of weirdness, I could meet real people or be with friends and just know something about them and months later it would come out.

These things still happen to me. They don’t scare me as much because I can usually tell if the things I see are meant to harm me. I pay more attention to my dreams and seek their meaning so I can try and find peace of mind. As for the knowing things, it catches me off guard every time still.

When I was a little girl my mom said she was a witch and that meant her children were witches too. It was cool when I was little but I rejected it as a teenager; obviously.

Now as an adult I love and respect these abilities and wish that I had tried harder (or at all) to understand and nurture them.

Perhaps if I had I’d have grown up with less anxiety or would have been able to take advantage of opportunities I didn’t understand were opportunities. I wonder how different my life would be now and what things would be the same because they were meant to be. The only thing I can do to eliminate this sense of regret or envy of my past self is to nurture these gifts now and see where it takes me.