I experience these (paranormal?) happenings as well. And too, I find it is stronger at times, and than there is a loll(sp?) Unfortunately, it is rarely a pleasant premonition. And find it is rarely one that can be changed.
Many years ago my husband was about to drive my mother somewhere. I suddenly had this awful feeling of impending doom. I pleaded with them to NOT drive/leave. My mother knowing my odd premonitions got out, but my husband continued on. Nothing occurred. This was in Early Spring, in the Mid 70's.
A few weeks later, my mother was with my Step father (recently married) a non believer, with my aunt and uncle(believers) at an Airport in New Orleans .I woke up from a horrific nightmare/vision. It was just the quick sensation of impact(crash), and 2 numbers (99). Oddly, when I see numbers in my dreams, they are either backwards, or upside down. I jumped up to see the time, and was not sure WHAT flight they were on, (or going on), only that they were expected to arrive at JFK. I immediately Called the Airport, had my mother paged. Pleaded for them to take the next flight, especially after now finding out their flight was 66.
My Step father called me back VERY pissed off, for no-one was getting on that plane, and the next available flight was not for many hours later. And stated the numbers were not the same, it is just "coincidence", yada yada yada.
My mother, who has always been submissive, stood her ground. My Aunt and uncle opted to take the bus home. In a nut shell, that plane crashed as it was approaching JFK. To this day,my Step father rules it as coincidental.
Weeks later, I woke up to a VERY upsetting dream, that my mother approached me quite concerned about a huge hard lump on her breast bone. I knew (in my dream it was cancer, and she was dieing) who in real life outwardly was the perfect example of Glowing health, and enjoying her recent marriage, after so MANY years of unhappiness and loneliness.. I woke up sobbing. How does one approach your mother, who has finally found a little happiness about such a dream. a few weeks after, she brings me aside, and lifts up her sweater to ask if this lump between her breasts looks odd. My heart sank.
A week later, I was now having a constant reoccurring dream of my being struck by large vehicle. At least it looked that way as I saw and felt this large grill in a split second run into me. It was so quick, yet at that split second I saw a partial license plate number and this quick impact. Yet I felt no pain. It was dark out, and could see the dim lights around me reflecting on my body which felt warm and soaking wet. As I look at my self, I realized it was blood, and suddenly realized it was not me but my husband, as if it were his eyes that were now my eyes. At this time, (in real life), he was riding a motor cycle to work (the night shift) from Long Island to Jersey City. I never feared up until than his riding it, but now, after having that dream I was SURE it was connected, and pleaded for him to get rid of it. Not a believer, but cared enough to console my fears, he agreed to sell it, but would ride it just one more time (that night) to work and have the mechanics there check it all over before selling it. That was the last time I saw my husband. The rest of that story would take as long as this entire post, for he was left dieing, robbed of all personal information etc, and at the time there were no eye witnesses, yet through my dreams was able to locate a witness, and find out exactly what transpired. Coincidence?
Six months later, my mothers Cancer had taken over. She died a horrible and painful death. As you, I have so much I can speak about regarding these unexplained phenomena, and wish there was a clear explanation for it. For it is very difficult to know sometimes what is premonition, and what is just fear. And as you see, from the first feeling of dread prior, with their both being in that car, to me, I question if that was in fact the actual moment it was really meant to occur, and I could not prevent destiny, only postpone it. My apologies for the length of this, and if the paragraphs are wrong/long etc. And yes I do have a form of Dyslexia, so focusing on that in itself is difficult when writing.