Being Intuitive

My father was valedictorian and my mother and her mother were dyslexic but they didn't tell me this until my grandmother had passed away and my mother was in her 80s probably 82 to 84 years of age and didn't want to die before telling me this. Why?

Well. I think it started with my mother's mother who was pulled out of grade school and told she was stupid at age 8 or 9 which would have been 1896 and told to look after her brothers and sisters at home after that. So, my grandmother's whole life was taking care of her brothers and sisters and then her three daughters from her marriage.

So, there was this sword of damocles hanging over my mother and her mother because of this. However, my mother finished high school and graduated and went to work and supported her mother from age 18 until she married my father when she was 27 and had me at age 29.

So, when I looked at my mother and her mother that I called "Nana" so I didn't confuse her with my other grandmother that I called "Grandma" (my Dad's mother) because when I was little in Lake Forest Park, Washington state we lived on my Father's father's land of 2 1/2 acres or more and both grandmothers lived there too until my mother's mother, my father my mother and I moved to San Diego in 1952.

So, what I'm saying here is that my father was intellectually gifted and my mother and her mother were intuitively gifted in ways way beyond most people. So, when I thought of my father I thought of him in an engineering sense so I would talk to him this way. When I talked to my mother and Nana I would think of them as very naturally spiritual women who were amazing in their own right.

So, the scientific side of me came from my father but the intuitive side of me came from my mother and my father too.

Because my mother was so commonsensical and my father was like this too it made me very very practical in my life as well about everything.

It's not that I didn't make a lot of mistakes along the way but there was always this common sense and pragmatism about everything that I was taught in the 1950s from my family that stayed with me through everything especially when things got bad along the way.

When things get bad if you aren't really practical often you just die and that's it.

I have observed this in many many people all my life. It doesn't make me happy but it's the way things really are.

I have had to watch many people who didn't listen to my counsel die along the way, especially when I was a child when no one listened to children in the 1950s. That was the worst. Many people died in my church growing up because they didn't believe in Doctors just God.

If you are pragmatic you realize if you don't use doctors when they are available when you need them often you are dead no matter what you believe in.