Communication in every day life uses words. We all use a different kind of communication too. Intuition, sixth sense. It may also be called hunches, the paranormal or perhaps channeling. The kind of communication that is send and received without words. Perhaps in feelings or impressions that are so strong that I cannot ignore them.
We are all connected and influence each other, whether you like it or not. Whether I am aware of it or not. It will happen. Perhaps you know the feeling that someone is looking at you. When you do look up you will see that this is indeed true. The look of this person can be felt by you. Try for yourself to look at someone with the intention that the person will look at you too. Fascinating. Especially because sometimes they do look at you in return.
Impressions are personal and I make up my own interpretation of what it might mean. I read a lot of books to understand and learn about what was happening to me. None of the books gave me the full answer that I needed. The experience of this other world is always mine. My perception of the world was not always mentioned in books. I read things that did not happen with me.
How does this work with impressions? For instance when I enter a room and I don’t feel happy there. Or I sit in a chair and I get cold, awfully cold. I react almost from instinct and will probably leave the room or sit some place else. If only I could listen to this kind of feelings more often. I have noticed that I begin to doubt what I feel. I begin to reason and brush it away, like a fly sitting on my face.
We are all born with this inbuilt instinct or sixth sense. When I grew older I got busy. Most of all in my mind and I thought to much that I forgot what I felt about certain places or people. I began to doubt my natural instinct. Got convinced that I don’t really feel it any more and I taught myself to ignore it. I needed time to think and survive in this world of words and actions. Feelings become overlooked.
Children are still using that instinct and will listen to it. What to do with a 2 year old son that joins on a visit to the hospital? Our next door neighbor is lying in a room and she is well known to him. He simply refuses to go into the room and waits for one hour at the door. Just waits and is happy waiting there. He is not persuaded by anything. What happened? I don’t know. He had a reason and maybe there was no reason. He decided to listen.
Impressions from elsewhere. How do I know? Are they really from elsewhere? They can also be from within me. Hard to tell. With me impressions are something that is making a connection with something inside of me. Almost welling up from inside of me and then a kind of fusion happens. Imagine a sperm cell entering the egg. The sperm invades and then merges with the egg. My feelings and impressions are like that. I enter a room and suddenly IT happens. I feel a fusion with someone or something. That is all I know.