An INFJ’s Premonition
from the Grave
I’ve had premonitions since childhood. They always come in my dreams and like a
dream they are forgotten when I awake.
However, when the moment of the premonition arrives, it is as though I
am an outsider observing myself and all those around me. I know exactly what I
myself and those around me will say and all make’s sense. I have tended to keep these flashes of the
future a close held secret throughout my 29 years. My devotedly religious
family and society at large doesn’t look lightly at such things and considers
them with suspicion and even as a taboo.
I have attempted to suppress my sleeping visions since they were hushed
as a small child. Now, as I age, I
ponder if I should attempt to embrace them and if I were somehow able to
embrace them if could I recall them clearly when I awoke.
The reason for my ever changing attitude is due in part to
the murder of a dear friend. He was killed over a year ago and they are yet to
arrest a suspect. The last time that I saw
him in person, I remember feeling a sense of tragedy that was to become of
him. We shared a connection of the
souls. There wasn’t a romantic interest or even an intensely close friendship,
but yet I understood him. He and I could both be described as tortured artists.
While he drew beautiful pictures, my art was through the written word. Our
lives went vastly different directions, yet I always believed that his heart
was true and good despite his problems.
Not long ago, I saw
his now teenage son. When I came near to him, I felt his father. It was a feeling
I had never experienced. Since then, I have had dreams and visions of my lost
friend. I am a humanist, a realist, a striving intellectual, and could often be
described as a true skeptic. Thus, I am
thrown off guard by these feelings and by this presence. I want to explain it away as a phrase of
grief or some odd womanly emotion. I want to be able to write it off as
nonsense. Yet, there is a begging in the wind pleading with me to listen.
So my other INFJ confidants or any out there who experience
such things, I ask you this question, what would you do and what do you think?
Have you also experienced similar things and how do you handle it?
