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The shoes didn't fit. It was an omen.













Sunday, March 3, 2013

Intuition

Since the release of my novel, Secondhand Shoes, some have asked me if I’m psychic. I know I posted a few weeks ago about my paternal grandmother. She definitely was. Me? ***shrugs***

If anything, I’m an intuitive empath. I know. Y’ll are going “What in the world is that, Shelly?”

An intuitive empath is some one who feels others’ energies. We feel your pain and your joy. We’re able to read your expressions and body language. But then again, I do work with the public on a daily basis.

When I worked at the law firm, the head attorney picked up on my gift. Before I knew it, he used me in depositions to determine if his client or the other side were lying and why. Funny too, the girls in the office always asked me if he was in a good or a bad mood right before going into his office. For some reason, I knew and was always right.

At the salon, if someone comes in I’ve never seen before, I pick up on their energies right away. If they’re too negative, I run to the bathroom and pray for the girl who ends up with them. Sorry, but its true.

A couple days ago that’s exactly what happened. My coworker was verbally attacked by someone who didn’t even know what she wanted. From what I could see, her hair was beautiful when she walked out of the salon. The woman got her style for free since she made such a stink.

Sadly, I don’t do malls or go to where a lot of people hang out. That is one of the reasons why I hate to go shopping. Too many people breed too much energy. And if its too negative, I get fatigued.

Shelly is a weirdo. I know what y’ll are thinking.

I figure over the next several weeks, I’ll be writing about psychics and intuitives. I’ll even be posting about some of my personal experiences with certain things. Ghosts. Visions. Psychic dreams. All three have touched me or been a part of my life.

Okaaaaaay. Do…do…do…do….ooooo…

And no, I don’t see dead people, but….

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Yellow Prada’s  is at 13,120 words to date. I haven’t worked on it since Friday. Hair loppings do get in the way. Seventeen on Friday afternoon and twenty-four yesterday.  Today, I spent some time with a housebound friend. But tomorrow, I’ll be pecking away it.

Here’s a diddy:

Gram walked through the wall a few feet from the end of my hospital bed. She still wore her lavender chiffon coffin dress. The one she was buried in six months ago. “The Almighty sent me a message to get here quick.” She stopped before she made it over to me and stared at my mother, glancing from the top of mom’s head to her shoes. “Lands sakes! Who does she think she is? Jerry Hall, the super model?”

Also, I have the beginning of book three, Combat Boots, written.

Also, its time once again to decide whether or not you want to be a writing Ninja.

imaninjagirl

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Hugs and chocolate,

Shelly

25 comments:

  1. Hi Shelly,

    And my intuition, even at two in the morning, felt a compulsion to visit your site.

    And thus, you may sense my positivity even during those time when a negative environment tries its best to overwhelm.

    I know you maintain a positive outlook. I sense things rather like your good self. And no, I don't think you're a weirdo, Shelly. I know you are sincere and caring. Be well and take good care.

    Time for me to get some sleep.

    Gary

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    1. Sleep well.

      Hugs and chocolate,
      Shelly

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  2. You are definitely not a weirdo.
    I'm more of an intuitive person but it works for me. Love the little snippet and I'll be looking forward to reading the rest. Combat Boots? Oh good, sensible shoes. LOL

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  3. Intuitive empath, eh? I guess some people send out some pretty strong vibes. Sometimes I tend to read people wrong.

    Lee
    Writers Workshop
    An A to Z Co-host blog

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  4. I think I can read people pretty well, too, but I never trust what my spidey sense tells me about them.

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    1. It took time for me to trust it. Believe me. I doubted myself many times like my MC, Lila.

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  5. Good for you for trusting your intuitive messages, Shelly. We would all be well served to be more empathically tuned.

    Hugs and chocolate to you too!

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  6. We all need to listen to our intuition, more and more, till we grow to trust it.

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    1. Intuition is a good thing to have when writing.

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  7. So...you don't see dead people? That's probably a good thing. It could make you nuts.

    Too often, humans ignore the intuitive gifts God gave us--unlike animals. Animals are very good at sizing up people, knowing who's okay and who isn't. I used to joke that Sam hallucinated, but actually, it was just that he could see things I couldn't see.

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    1. If I saw the dead, I would live in my closet with my blanket and pillow over my head.

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  8. Intuition is a cool alternative to be special. You don't see dead people, you don't get to have weird dreams and premonitions, and you are still very much in touch with your inner side. Awesome! I also know it can be tiring and dangerous, and since I'm such a crying baby, I'm just happy being old boring me. But I can't wait to hear about your experiences! I love to hear real stories from people I trust!

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    1. Well...I've had weird dreams and premonitions but...

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  9. It would particularly drive you nuts if the dead people you didn't see all looked like Bruce Willis, wearing variations of the same outfit all the time.

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  10. Hi, Shelly,

    What a fascinating gift. But I can see how it would exhaust you.

    I have a gift as well, but the funny thing is I become much more astute when my resistance is down with one or two cocktails ... so I seldom drink. So many images flash through my head and I see things and feel things. Whoever is near to me, I know their deepest desires and possible tragedies.

    SO not fun at times.

    Nice to know I am not alone.

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    1. No. Its not fun sometimes. I don't drink. Have a condition that keeps my body from breaking down the alcohol.

      Hugs and chocolate,
      Shelly

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  12. I don't think you're a weirdo. Your gift is actually pretty cool! Sorry you can't enjoy a glass of rose Bollinger from time to time.

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    1. I do miss an occasional glass of wine. But I don't spend any time in the ICU ever again.

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  13. Ooh! I think your gift is very cool. I'm going to have to find the post about your paternal grandmother I somehow missed. I love this detail about you Shelly!

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    1. Hugs and chocolate to you, Kimberly.

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