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Knowing it before it happens.
When this started for me I didn't like it at all because it came at the worst times, when I was partying, at work in front of the Boss, at an International Airport and so many other times and places. So I will only share three stories with you that I think are interesting.
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Las Angeles International Airport, 1991.
My wife and I were lining up to board an old 747 Jumbo for a short hop to San Fransisco. As I looked at the Jumbo I got a terrible feeling that this plane had a problem and I did not want to get on it. I spoke up to my wife and she told me to keep quiet so no-one else heard and to, "Just get on the plane." I did as I was told and sat there seeing all the loose interior bits, the smoke outside the engine when it wouldn't start and the smell of Kerosine (jet fuel) coming through the air-conditioning. And I was feeling horrible when the pilot told us over the intercom that we would be leaving in five minutes and not to be concerned if we saw the smoke and smelled the fuel as they only had a minor radio fault.
I stood up and grabbed our on-board luggage and my wife, then headed for the door before they shut it. Four hostesses blocked my way, but I told them, "This plane is going nowhere now." And I barged through them to return to the lounge. As you would expect, my wife was angry with me for embarassing her in public. About four hours passed and the airline finally let the other passengers off and towed the old death-trap away for repairs. |
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One thing I never understood about that incident is that I was never once asked the Big question ! The, "How did you know" question.
I could not describe anyway what it was I felt that day, only that I knew the plane was defective and dangerous, and that there was no way I was staying on it to find out if it would have crashed ! That was not my intention at all.
These types of things have come to me over the years for my own safety and the safety of others, mostly for strangers. Each time I would get a weird feeling inside me and a knowing would come with it. As time went by it only came as the feeling to be aware of something, when it was for me. And I have learned to listen to it without hesitation because it has always been very right, there would always be something to prepare to avoid. |
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