T'ressa,
I see that you have a lot of fascinating experiences with this just like I do. I spent a great portion of my life wishing I knew "who" was giving me my psychic information. Then there came a time when I stopped wondering, stopped caring, and I just accepted it, trusted it, and learned how it worked.
A lot of what you read out there says we all have guides, several, and they can come and go in our lives. I wonder why they would come and go?
So yes, I definitely believe our guides can see and know our future, but I still wonder how much our dead loved ones know, or if they are too busy doing other things to watch what's going on here. Maybe they get psychic nudges! Then maybe they choose to step in and help, just like our guides. I'm just thinking our loud here.
Anyway, your experience about the tornado came to you in the same sort of way mine usually do, when it's something bad. The way I have learned how to respond is by feeling what feels right or what feels wrong. Here's an example and I'll try to make it short since I blad so much.
Many years ago when my kids were in high school, my daughter Abby was at a friend's house. She had planned on coming home around 7 or 8-ish that evening. It was around 5-ish, I was making dinner, and suddenly I had a bad feeling that told me I wanted Abby home right now! I had no thought with it, just the pure feeling of that want. When I tried to explore the feeling or the meaning of it, it felt like she was not safe, and so I needed her home. I called her immediately and told her, "I have a feeling like I need you home right now. I'm sorry, I don't mean to interrupt your time with Jocelyn, but I just feel like I need to come get you."
Abby said, "Well mom, I'm used to your feelings. If that's what you feel then just come get me." I love how calm and cool and smart she is and that she just knows and trusts my intuition. So I jumped in the car and raced over in less than a minute. There were police cars surrounding the area and cops on foot. I had no idea what was going on. I pulled up and Abby ran out the front door. An officer yelled at her, "Get back in the house! Now!" Abby froze. She said, "But my mom is here." He yelled at her to get back in the house, but instead she ran toward my car. She jumped in and she said, "Just drive!" I stepped on it! I didn't know what else to do!
I was like, "What's going on?!" and she said "I don't know but just drive!" I went out of that neighborhood and onto the main road and turned back toward our house and was stopped by a police road block. There was a car in front of me. He suddenly just stepped on it and drove through, so I did the same thing! I felt like I was gonna be in so much trouble, but the police didn't follow us.
Later that evening we found out that a man in the house across the street from Abby's friend's house had gotten broken into by his ex-girlfriend with a gun. He took off in his car, and she took off on foot. There had been gunshots fired earlier, just before I called Abby. The girls had heard it but thought it was firecrackers.
So...that totally explained why I was suddenly feeling I want my daughter home now! I just had had no idea what was going on. I don't think I actually needed her home. She would have been safe at her friend's house. In fact, me going to get her and making her come outside was worse. But it all worked out obviously. I think the feeling I was getting was just one of warning me, and me wanting her home was just my gut reaction to that.
Man that was a fun night. It was so crazy. Obviously I was happy Abby was safe, but looking back it was like a scene from a movie and so exciting!
Bruce and I always talked about my psychic experiences and he would give me his insights. He always taught me that no matter what I get, that I should just respond to it with whatever comes to my mind. If more information is needed after that, he believed it would come. But in order to receive more, it's necessary to first respond to what you're given.