I have always been 'sensitive,' although I hate that word. Sensitive implies delicate and temperamental in our current culture and seems to have lost it's 'precise' and 'hyperacute' meanings. Sometimes I have had dreams about things that end up happening, exactly as I dreamed them. Other times as I walked through life I have touched something, like a door handle, and known what awaits me on the other side. I have read words and the letters morphed and rearranged themselves on the page, creating a sentence I knew wasn't really there - but was telling nonetheless.
So far I can only rarely cause these events. If I pray and ask an earnest question, go deep into longer (30+ minutes) meditations, and in a few cases seek help from spirit guides, I can sometimes garner an answer. Occasionally a solution (and more commonly an explanation, without a solution) will come to me in a dream, come to me as a knowing, or come to me through someone or something else. A knowing is when, for no apparent reason, I just suddenly KNOW something I did not know before, and could not know. For example, a week after my uncle passed away I was driving to a meeting. I was early and on my way I had a very clear vision of a store, where it was located in reference to my current position, and without knowing what the item was, I knew the exact location within the store of where it was. I knew it was from my uncle to my Mom. It ended up being her favorite book when she was a teenager, and the inside cover of this used book was signed [I love you] and the first initial of my uncle's name. When things come to me through other means it can be a stranger who may say something as they walk by, or by numbers that I come in contact with.
These are strange things to say, I know! Had I not moved from the east coast (Long Island, NY) to California I might never have been able to say them. However hear me out - and pay attention inside of your days to see if rocks are falling on your head.