September 11th!

September 11th.  A day of silence.  Remembering.  So many lost lives.  Lies.

In 1992, I had a premonition that something would happen at the World Trade Cnter in New York City.  My former spouse worked in either building one or two, I can't remember which.  I told him about my premonition.  He took a job in another corporation and was not there during the first explosion in the garage.While our marriage completed seven years later, I was glad he was safe.

The morning of September 11, 2001, something told me to turn on the television.  I don't watch much television (I do not have tv service now) but I paid attention to my intuition.  After immediately seeing the first plane hit, I knew something was amiss.  I told a friend of mine who was at my home that there were more planes.  He asked how many.

"Several, maybe four.  They are coming from different places."

I didn't know what to do with the information I had.  It has been this way lifelong.  I get knowings about things, all kinds of things.  They always pan out.

After my UFO encounter in 2010, the knowings ramped up.  This coupled with being an intuit, empathic, and clairsentient person, it often gets overwhelming.  I feel the pain of close friends, long before they can verbalize it.  I know it is not my job to fix others, but I can hold a loving, open heart for them.

Things are changing fast.  Intuitions are ramping up.  People are coming together in enormous numbers with the same conscience.  There is no centralized leader.  There are enormous, loving hearts.

In memory.