Sometimes I can see the future. I’ll explain more in a bit.
When I’m partaking in some deep thinking; which let’s face it, is pretty much every waking hour of my life, I hypothesize about the creation of this Asperger’s Syndrome. I’m beginning to wonder, if in fact, Aspergers is not a syndrome at all, but a result of a lack of a particular sense (as in the five senses). Being born with Aspergers might be compared to someone who is born without the ability to hear or see. For example, if social skills were considered a sixth sense of sorts, then could we not theorize that instead of a syndrome (a clinically recognized collection of features, signs, and characteristics) that Aspergers was a result of not having acquired a sixth sense: A deficiency in being able to subconsciously navigate the social arena without assistance?
It is true, that like a person who has challenges with vision or hearing, that a person who has challenges with social skills can be taught said skills to increase his or her aptitude. A person with Aspergers will arguably never truly see socializing from the exact neurotypical viewpoint, but he or she can learn to improve his or her social skills, similarly to the way a man with limited sight would learn to navigate in a seeing world.
(Stay with me here, as I remind you that I’m merely processing aloud, and not discounting any of the scientific studies that are pointing to other biological and environmental causes.)
If we were to consider the prospect of a sixth sense, that of being social skills, and to postulate a child with Aspergers is born with a deficiency in this sense, then would it not be a logical conclusion that other senses would develop more acutely–just as the person who cannot see develops a stronger sense of tactile experience or smell? If this is the case, that a person with Aspergers compensates for a lack in the social skills’ sense, by having a heightened awareness in other senses, then perhaps this explains sensory overload.
In my own experience, I wonder, too, if another sense, that of the ability to see into the hidden worlds, those of the quantum physic and collective unconscious worlds, is not a sense also capable of increasing. In my case, I have been hyper-sensitive in my dream state since I can recall. I began having precognitive dreams at the age of three about my animals and other people. I would tell my mother about my dream, and then parts of the dream would come true.
Here is an example of how my precognitive sense works:
In what I believe was early December (as I did not record the date), as I stood in the living room talking to my husband, suddenly I saw a scene before my eyes. A waking “knowing” that is difficult to explain. The process was similar to watching a sped up movie before my eyes, while at the same instant knowing a “truth” was being conveyed from a higher source.
That late day in December, overcome but what I saw in the vision, I uttered words close to the following to my husband: “Honey, in the early part of next year Carmen will be calling you with news about her health. It will be a serious illness, one requiring a lot of your attention, and a time when you will be asked to fly down and see her. This is partially happening at this time because there is such a physical distance between you for the first time in her life.” I don’t know how I knew this, but I just did; as if someone had just phoned me and told me the news, and I was conveying what I knew to my husband.
I went on to explain in more detail what I meant by this to my husband. It is important for me to communicate that at the time of the event there had never been any indication of serious health concerns, or indicators that Carmen’s health would be compromised in the near future. In the many years I have known Carmen, there has never once been a serious health concern that required my husband’s full attention.
This news came to a great surprise to my husband, and he responded by saying: “Don’t say things like that.” He then shook it off, fearing the superstition that I might be creating this by speaking it, and thinking I was wrongly informed. I, myself, too hoped that the vision I saw was wrong, but I could not put the image of my husband flying on a plane to go see Carmen out of my mind.
In early January I had a profound dream, one that stirred me so greatly that I was drawn to write the details of the dream down in my journal; this was a significant act, as it remains the only dream I wrote down in the last nine months, and the only dream I wrote since moving to the state of Washington. (I have been encouraged to record all my dreams, and hope to develop this dedicated habit soon.)
Thirty days after I recorded the dream, we received news of Carmen’s health. At that time, I was immediately able to retrieve my dream journal and show the page to my husband. He was much surprised at the words he read, as was I; even with the ability I have carried of prophetic dreams since I was a child, the process of the dreams coming true still affects me to a great degree.
I will not write the exact words found in my journal, but summarize with some detail. First, this is the only dream I ever recall about Carmen and her daughter that I have had in my entire life. I clearly remember my dreams each morning I wake, without fail. Usually I remember at least three or more dreams.
This dream began with Carmen’s daughter at a home similar to ours. In the dream there were palm trees in a storm—a symbolism I took to mean calm turning into a stormy situation, or storms ahead. I asked (telepathically) Carmen’s daughter to tell me why she was at our house without Carmen. She then took me back in time, as if painting a story. I was removed from the events she unfolded, like a bystander walking alongside the characters without them seeing me.
In the dream Carmen was in a world I did not recognize, surrounded by a golden field of what looked to be high grass or wheat. She seemed at peace, though I noted in my dream journal she had lost a lot of weight, and had undergone much emotional change. Around her were most of her grandchildren, circling in the field and carefree in spirit. Carmen’s daughter indicated to me (telepathically and through symbolism) that Carmen’s weight loss was due to severe stomach pain. She showed me this by leaning over, clutching her stomach, and acting like she was throwing up. I noted in my dream journal that this meant chemotherapy as a result of cancer.
Carmen’s hair was mostly gone or hidden and she wore a bandana around her head. Her pants were long and purple, which signified a spiritual transformation or passing on from this world. Carmen’s daughter indicated by pointing to a hospital sign and again using telepathy that there was “no help in this place.” A child (*), liken to my youngest son, began to swell and be sickly; Carmen lifted this child and was trying to take him to a hospital for help. None could be found. I suddenly was seen by Carmen, and began to apply healing light to this child. The child and Carmen were pleased.
When I wrote this dream the following morning, I felt in my heart that Carmen would be discovering an incurable cancer in her body, and be undergoing chemotherapy. I did not share this dream with my husband. I did not want to upset him, and a part of me hoped that the dream had only been symbolic of my friend’s mother, who I learned the next day, following my dream, had just recently died of cancer.
Another part of this experience involved my physical body. For some reason, call it my empathic ability, I some times experience symptoms and discomfort in the same body location as someone I know, usually before I actually know of their diagnosis. For instance, recently I was unable to move off the couch all day from severe back pain. I told my mother I believed I was feeling sympathy pain for my stepmother undergoing back surgery; though it turned out that on that same exact day my cousin had broken his back. On the day my son’s teacher fell and injured her tailbone requiring hospitalization, I also had a freak accident where I bruised my tailbone. When a good friend was undergoing breast surgery, I developed a cyst on my breast (never has happened since or before that). These could be considered coincidence; and I tend to lean that way myself, except that these “coincidences” continue to manifest themselves in my body.
Concerning Carmen, the entire month before we were informed of her condition, I developed an unusual circular rash on my chest. It was “scary” for me, to the point I went to the doctor twice. Right before we learned of Carmen’s health concerns, the circular rash began to fade. For thirty days straight I was convinced I had cancer in that location of my body, to the point that I bothered my husband repeatedly, having him examine the spot. With news of Carmen, I knew where the cancer was: indeed it resides on the exact same side of her chest (inside her lung). I also soon started to have a discomfort, like a knife pain, in my back; Carmen confirmed this to be the same area where she was feeling discomfort.
Approximately a week or two before we received news of Carmen, I had another dream, one which I told my friend about the morning after the dream occurred. In the dream, my father phoned me to say he had cancer. During the dream, there was a period of trying to acquire more information, and wondering about the severity of the condition. The time period seemed to last several days in the dream. My father then phoned back in the dream, to tell me that his state was incurable and serious but that he wasn’t planning on going anywhere anytime soon.
The morning following the dream, I confided in my friend that I did not think this person represented my father, and that I believed (as had happened in the past) that he was a messenger of sorts in the dream, indicating that someone else in the family was going to be calling with news of their health.
It was in early February that Carmen called us late in the evening to tell us of her health news . That same morning I had a strong feeling to send her a present. Something I have never thought to do before (except Christmas time). I told my friend that I wanted to send Carmen a special and significant token with a note that read: I love you unconditionally. In my mind I was picturing my rose quartz necklace, and imagining purchasing something similar to the necklace, so that a healing stone could rest in the area near her heart. I had no idea why I was getting this indication.
Then, during breakfast that same morning, with the same friend, I had a very odd experience; the first of this sort. As I was eating, I kept looking over my friend’s shoulder at a metal coat rack that rested in the corner. There were some jackets, a bag and some other objects hanging from the curved bars of the rack. For approximately thirty-minutes, I repeatedly kept saying to my friend, “This is so strange, but the coat rack behind you keeps appearing to be an executioner; the type from years ago that had a sack over their head as they oversaw the gallows.” This was very disturbing, as I usually do not have visions of such sort, in the broad daylight in public nonetheless. My friend was very patient, as I kept repeating the apparition I saw behind her. I was a bit worried for my friend, as well. I felt at this time that this was an omen of news soon to come regarding death or the like. Again, I repeat, this was the same day Carmen called us.
In summary, the five signs were as follows:
1: The waking vision in early December involving news of Carmen’s health and my husband’s attention.
2: The dream 30 days before the news, that outlined the process Carmen would experience with her health.
3: The dream a couple weeks leading up to the eventual phone call, involving my father and his news of cancer.
4: The odd rash on my chest and the knife pain in my back, as well as the need to mail something to heal the heart region to Carmen.
5: The apparition of an executioner for a half-hour the same day we heard the news.
* Soon following the news of Carmen, I had to rush my son to the emergency from a severe medication reaction, which caused his body to swell in hives. The experience was was very similar to the rushing for help in the dream.
31 thoughts on “Day Seven: Aspergers and the Sixth Sense”
Hi, I haven’t been able to read all of this post yet, my dyslexia stops me after a while.
I am a very slow reader and don’t manage to get around bloggyland as much as I would like.
But I just wanted to say I have had similar thoughts about this.
I am a Christian and I see my Aspie wiring as a gift from God.
My dyslexia I see as a filter that helps me.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts, it helps.
Love and hugs.
Lisa. xx 🙂
Hi there. Welcome. I have dyslexia, too. Mostly affects me with word order, spelling, and sentence structure. I understand. Nice to “meet” you.
There’s the rest of your message. The first message got cut off. Glad to be in contact. Yes, I can relate to what you are saying. I love that you think of the dyslexia as a filter. What a fantastic view. I’ll keep that in mind as I struggle to write. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, as well. I feel complete only when I am able to help someone. Hugs right back to you. ~ Sam
I’m a Christian, like you Lisa
Hey…I just went and found a couple of old posts.
One about my dyslexia and one about my visions/visuals and how I couldn’t explain them as a child.
It’s more reading and understanding what I read with me.
I can write and write and write…all sounds like babble though.
And…I can NEVER remember the correct words. I make up my own. hehe
I call it “Lisa Lingo”
Glad you found my blog, and now I have found yours too.
Lisa. 🙂 xx
Thanks. I’ll take a look at those. I’m glad, too. I make up my own, too.
This certainly does seem beyond coincidence! I don’t have this particular gift, but I do have sensitivity to light and sound. I think you are right about our other senses being heightened.
Thanks for the comment. Other senses are certainly heightened for most I know on the spectrum.
I also experience sympathetic and sometimes precognitive pain of the people I love or those around me. And have vivid dreams. As do other women in my family, though we rarely talk about it. thank you for sharing something which can open us to dismissal and ridicule.
🙂 Karen ~ Thank you for sharing. Powerful family you have. You are very welcome. Thank for stopping by. ~ Sam
When I was a kid, I saw people who weren’t there. This was confirmed by several family members, though they tried to ignore me. I’ve seen people, heard their voice and feel their presence. I’ve also had prophetic dreams. Mine come in recurring form. I’ll have the exact same dream, the exact same way dozens of times over months or years and then suddenly, they stop. Within three months, the actions of the dreams play out exactly. Very few details change, it terrifies me because the past two years I’ve had dreams of my husband dying at war and we are about to experience our first deployment. In one of the dreams, I’m throwing a fit in my mother-in-laws kitchen after his funeral (which is a separate dream) about how my brother in law got through three deployments and my husband didn’t make it through one. consequently, my BIL is on his second deployment right now and my husband leaves this fall. I don’t like them, sometimes. They can be quite frightening. I even blogged the dreams in detail: http://notesfromthebackseat.wordpress.com/2011/12/15/rose-colored-lenses/
I wish I was the kind of person who didn’t believe in this stuff. I wish I was the kind of person who found the idea of hope comforting. I guess I’m just not a “glass half full” kinda girl.
I will take a look at the link. Thank you for sharing. I believe there are many others with similar experiences who choose to not share. Thanks for your honesty. 🙂 Sam
I’ve said many things before, either jokingly or just making a silly comment…sometimes thinking out loud, maybe 🙂 and then suddenly it will happen or things i’ve spoken become a reality — directly or indirectly to me or to someone else. This was before I found out about my “aspie-ness” and so i just shrugged it off as some crazy coincidences that can happen to anybody…i have always dismissed thoughts about superstition…either i was in denial that i am somewhat superstitious or i was really afraid of the fact that whatever i am thinking might happen and it’s really a scary thought 🙂 it still happens now…and also dreams…i have them all the time but i cannot interpret my dreams…i know dreams have meanings…that, i have yet to find out…maybe it will be revealed in a vision someday like what happened to you, Sam 🙂 🙂 Thanks for sharing your story…it helped me understand myself better and i’m glad to know that i’m not the only one experiences “unexplainable circumstances” or mysteries…:) 🙂
You are very welcome. I think a lot of people, with or without Aspergers, share these experiences. Why such a taboo in our culture? I don’t know. 🙂 Sending you lots of smiles. ~ Sam
hugsssssssss 🙂 i have to add 1 word there that i missed, Sam…lol…last line”…i’m the only one who experiences…” i just saw that when i shared this on my wall 🙂 🙂
I believe the sixth sense. I also believe,the true dream as a ‘source of knowledge’.
I believe the sixth sense. I also believe, that the dream is true as a ‘source of knowledge’.
Maybe you can improve your sixth sense, by making such a switch ‘off’ and ‘on’. until you can press the ‘on’, to see the future or the past, and press the ‘off, to return to the present.
I ever post, if one side of us is best, the other side is tend to bad …..
you and your post, can be a source of knowledge about the sixth sense …..
Thank You. 🙂
Thank you for your words. I understand the balance, yin/yang, the polar opposites you describe. As in nature everything is balanced. Thank you for your comment. Take care. Sam 🙂
I see. You are knowledgeable, complete, western and eastern world. The concept of yin yang, can also be used to explain the west and east. I am coming from the east, learn to understand the west, so also those who came from the west. :).
Hi, Sam! I just saw this post. Coincidentally (or maybe not a coincidence?), I was thinking about this same line of reasoning over the last few days. I’ve been reading Deepak Chopra’s Life After Death. I love his books, as you and I have talked about that before. Anyway, as I was reading his explanations about different levels of consciousness regarding people who live mostly in the material world vs souls who have evolved to walk in both the material and the subtle realm (which includes angels, departed souls, precog visions, etc) and then on up to souls who evolve to pure consciousness, it struck me that the description of people who are evolved enough to see into the subtle realm while still living in materiality describes a lot of people on the spectrum that I’ve gotten to know recently. I’ve always had these experiences since I was a young child. Precognition, seeing the “white people” who would come to visit me at night, voices, visions of people, footsteps in the night around my bed, green eyes floating near the ceiling and all the crazy electrical chaos that goes on around me like smoke detectors, tvs, electronic toys, etc all going off at weird times by themselves. I also get “knowledge” of something unexpectedly and people I know have learned to come to me to ask what will happen in certain situations and what my “feelings” are on it. I’ve also learned that if I particularly take notice of something seemingly unimportant at the time, I will be needing that information in the next few days. I’ve recently started getting communications from my “guides” regarding things I’m worried about or warnings about avoiding danger. I’ve said all this to say that it is my belief that people on the spectrum may be more highly enlightened souls who have learned to expand their consciousness to the subtle realm whether they reached that level in this lifetime or a previous one. It kind of explains the Aspie focus on our intense philosophical inner thoughts as opposed to shallow socializing, our tendencies toward creative talents (which Deepak says is a higher level of evolution) and less focus/priority (ie abilities) on the physical plane. Maybe that’s why so many of us feel we are from another world? Because we are actually just a little further along the consciousness journey than some other NT souls? Perhaps ALL people will at some point become like us as they evolve through their many lifetimes – maybe Aspies are on Step 3 out of 7 and NTs are still on Step 2 towards enlightenment? I know I sound like a crazy person, but why not? I thought you might understand my stretch here. I know I can’t talk about it with my NT husband. He’d think I’ve gone off the deep end. By the way, my Aspie daughter is just like me.
Really enjoyed reading this comment. And you don’t sound crazy. I’ve had very similar conversations with friends. It was great to hear your thoughts on this. You’ve had quite the experience…much of what I can relate to. This is validation for me, and helps me to feel less alone once again. So I do appreciate you taking the time. 🙂 So much of what you say sounds familiar to me. I’m all typed out at the moment, or I would go on and on. Hope to hear from you again. 🙂 Sam
I have never heard anyone say they felt like they are walking in two worlds at the same time, but I have always. I have a sense of angels or whatever walking with me. Seems nuts, but it is what it is. I have always felt like an alien on this planet. I’m 70 and the whole thing is getting a bit old, but I so love sunrises and sunsets, and humming birds, and my kids and grandkids, so I just hang in there. Cheers
lovely comment. Thank you 🙂
I only read the very first line so far, but it sure made me laugh out lout (in my mind… 😉 ). I do that too sometimes… Thinking about a situation (or being right in the middle of it) and suddenly “poof!” some seemingly un-connectable dots, get together to form a logical result and you just know what’s going to happen. There are recognizable patterns of events too, or even “smell” in the air, which makes me think “something is going to happen”. Quite fascinating actually… 🙂
Hi there…. I have read through these comments and thoughts and totally agree…. I got to 37 before discovering I have Aspergers. I’m 40 now… but have spent a lifetime experiencing the very same thing…..
Its nice to know I’m not on my own with this……
thank you for sharing. It is a nice feeling to know we aren’t alone. 🙂
I am a quietly telepathic and so are my kids .We use it like an extra sense.
I also am aspergers. Interesting that when I place my left temple in contact with my wifes right temple, then i can place short messages into her mind , or colors or ask her short questions via thought . my wife is NT and is not telepathic. this technique also works with my kids -but not needed with them for they are telepathic at a distance– i think that temple to temple thing would work with anybody because i think it is based on weak microwave signals emanating from thoughts in our temporal lobes. –just need quiet mind.
I think my aspergers is the reason i know when things are gonna happen in the near future (days to months) ..ie ( real telepathy at a distance). i suspect all us aspies are true telepaths .
i think that makes us very very different from Nts . fwiw
thank you for sharing 🙂
I’m an Aspie and when I dream, and even sometimes awake, I can see what will happen in the future. By staying awake, happens some kind of flash visions.
thank you for sharing.
This is very interesting (and scary!) I believe I have Apsergers although I have not been officially diagnosed as yet. I had a dream 2 nights ago about a colleague on long term sick leave coming into the office for a visit and giving me a cake. Yesterday this very colleague did come in with cake for everyone! I have had less accurate prophetic dreams in the past such as dreaming that someone had died and some time later a close relation of that person dying. Could just be a coincidence I suppose.
thanks for sharing