So I was thinking about the blessing of foresight and it hit me that there has also been many times when this gift felt like a curse. And let me really quickly add that I shouldn't really call it a gift as if it's something that was exclusively given to me. It is more like a talent that I continue to develop and have been practicing for about 25 years now. Anyway, I can recall the first time I was contacted by my grandaddy and it wasn't on some mystical like tripping out moment where I heard a voice in my head or saw a figure before me speaking lol. It was simply a knowing. A feeling. My mind communicating a thought almost like a voice in my head. It was simple, I knew grandaddy was gone. I was only about 9 or 10 years old. After that I suppressed the energy to know. It wasn't until my teenage years that opened back up to it.