When Think & Grow Rich, by Napoleon Hill, is studied with a mastermind group, it helps you to find the treasure buried deep within yourself. Discover YOUR treasure by signing up with the 30 Day Mental Cleanse. Each week we read a chapter from the book, and then write down our thoughts, comments, and lessons learned.
Here are my thoughts from this week’s chapter.
Chapter 14: THE SIXTH SENSE
It was Aug. 3, 1960, shortly after noon, when the phone rang. I was a child of seven, playing cars and trucks with my little brothers on the hard dirt floor of the garage, when my mom called me into the kitchen to tell me father had died. I remember my reaction.
Nothing. No stirrings within…no tears…no change in facial expression…just…nothing.
“Do you understand what I’m saying, Willena? You won’t see your Daddy any more.”
Mom’s voice was gentle, and I could tell she was worried about me. I nodded, and she let me go back outside to play in the garage.
He was my hero…my beloved Daddy…well liked by everyone…I have never known anyone to say a word against him. To this day, nearly fifty years later, I miss him.
So why the lack of reaction when I learned of his death??
My mother did not know my father was going to die. No one told her he had leukemia. We only knew he was sick off and on for two years before he died. My husband thinks that somehow, during that two years I knew intuitively that he was going to die. In retrospect, I believe he is right. That innocent, uncluttered subconscious was receptive to signals, even though I never knew it consciously.
There were other incidents over the years, but I was frightened by them. I didn’t want to believe in “telepathy” because I was taught that it was “of the occult”. Of course no one had any explanation for the communication that exists between twins and other very close family members or friends. Because of the stigma attached, I denied the growing number of incidents that pointed me toward the existence and value of what I now recognize as the sixth sense.
The most amazing incident in my own life is a dream I had just hours before going into labour with my daughter Vicki. She was six days past the due date given, and I was nervous. I awoke in the wee hours with a dream that my abdomen was like a TV screen, and the baby kept swimming to the screen, putting its little hands on the screen, silently begging to be let out. “I want to come out,” it seemed to be saying. “It’s time.”
In my dream, we went to the hospital, but the doctor wasn’t there…only his intern was there to attend me. They called the doctor, who arrived eventually, but by that time labour had stopped and he had to get it going again. When the baby was born, it looked just like James, born four years earlier…lots of long black hair and a ruddy complexion. I was sure it was a boy.
“It’s a girl!” the doctor announced.
I didn’t believe him, so I checked, and was amazed to discover that I had indeed given birth to a girl who looked just like her big brother.
The dream was so real it was hard to settle down to sleep some more. But I did.
Three hours later, I awoke again, this time in labour. And on EVERY point in the dream above, it was exactly the way it happened at the hospital.
Twenty years and countless incidents later, I have come to accept the reality of the sixth sense. But my daughter Raewyn seems to have it to a greater degree than I would find comfortable. She doesn’t always recognize it until after the fact…i.e. she wouldn’t put any stock by what seem to be premonitions. And on the night of Dec. 12, 2009, it was the LAST thing she wanted to believe….
She, Vicki and Irene (our oldest daughter) were renting a small house together with our son James. Irene had gotten married during her most recent trip to California to visit her fiance…and, because they hadn’t fully cleared the way to marry and live together, Irene came back home alone, as planned, at the beginning of December.
When Raewyn heard that her new brother-in-law was coming to stay with them for a while, her first thought was, “No way are two guys as big as James and Sean going to live in this tiny house together with the three of us girls.” And almost right away she “knew” they never would anyway, because James wouldn’t be coming back. And that first night after Sean arrived, when it got to be 12:30am and James wasn’t home from work yet… well, let’s just say Raewyn spent a restless, sleepless few hours until Ian called at 3:30am with the bad news of James’ death.
The sixth sense…telepathy…intuition…by whatever name it is known, I have come to respect it. But I have some work to do, in learning to recognize it easily when it comes to me. I have suppressed it, along with many other valuable parts of my life and being, for fear of what others would think, or for fear of being hurt somehow. In the next while, I will be watching for it, ready to receive it and act upon it. Because I know now that it may very well be the still, quiet voice of God, showing me the path that He has reserved for me alone…the path that will bring glory to Him, and therefore the most fulfillment to me and all those I come in contact with.
I am so grateful to you, Michael and Linda Dlouhy, and to the many new friends I have met through this wonderful mastermind group. It isn’t easy, looking within and seeing what is lurking there…but it is so worth it, seeing the bad stuff go.
~ Willena Flewelling
Many leaders, including myself, say that the 30 Day Cleanse is the #1 reason for their success in network marketing. We’ve heard it said many times, “To make more, we have to become more.” When we take back our thoughts, we are becoming more.
You can register for the 30 Day Cleanse mastermind group here…it’s free…as is all of our skills training at Mentoring For Free which begins with downloading and reading “Success in 10 Steps” by Michael Dlouhy, founder of Mentoring For Free. I would be happy to walk through the skills training with you just as my coach and mentor have been helping me all along. Make it a great day!!
