Psychic Intuition: Everything You Ever Wanted to Ask But Were Afraid to Know - Softcover

Du Tertre, Nancy

 
9781601632272: Psychic Intuition: Everything You Ever Wanted to Ask But Were Afraid to Know

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Author Nancy du Tertre, "the Skeptical Psychic™," takes you on a journey to find the answer to these questions and more in Psychic Intuition. She became psychic in mid-life after years of intensive study and training, and is now a believer that everyone has the potential to tap into their intuition and understand the world at a deeper level.

Psychic Intuition bridges the gap between skeptics who can analyze but don't experience psychic phenomena, and believers who have the experiences but lack the ability to analyze. This book explains, for the first time, how psychic ability works in the brain.

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Nancy du Tertre, known as "The Skeptical Psychic," is a securities litigation attorney who became a trained psychic detective and a remote viewer trained in military CRV methods. A magna cum laude graduate of Princeton University, she is a frequent media guest on shows such as Coast to Coast AM and also hosted her own weekly CBS radio show. She is certified in Intuitive Gestalt Psychotherapy and the author of several books, including Psychic Intuition: Everything You Ever Wanted to Ask But Were Afraid to Know. Her websites are theskepticalpsychic.com and talkalien.com.

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Psychic Intuition

Everything You Ever Wanted to Ask but Were Afraid to Know

By Nancy Du Tertre, Nicole Defelice

Red Wheel/Weiser, LLC

Copyright © 2012 Nancy du Tertre
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-60163-227-2

Contents

Foreword by Gary E. Schwartz, PhD,
Introduction,
Chapter 1 Lesson #1: The Impossible Is Real,
Chapter 2 Lesson #2: Don't Ignore Diamonds in the Rough,
Chapter 3 Lesson #3: Faulty Questions Produce Bad Answers,
Chapter 4 Lesson #4: The Sliding Scale of Intuition Includes Psychic Ability,
Chapter 5 Lesson #5: We Can See the Invisible World,
Chapter 6 Lesson #6: The Sixth Sense Is a Myth,
Chapter 7 Lesson #7: Like It or Not, Women's Intuition Is Better,
Chapter 8 Lesson #8: Pattern Blindness: The Antidote to Nonsense,
Chapter 9 Lesson #9: Beware the Double-Edged Sword of Words,
Chapter 10 Lesson #10: Skeptics Have Hidden Biases in Logic,
Chapter 11 Lesson #11: The Psychic Senses Aren't Psychotic,
Chapter 12 Lesson #12: Psychic Seeing Is Brain Imaging,
Chapter 13 Lesson #13: Psychic Hearing Is a Louder Mental Voice,
Chapter 14 Lesson #14: Psychic Touch Is Spirit Contact,
Chapter 15 Lesson #15: Psychic Taste and Smell Defy Laws of Science,
Chapter 16 Lesson #16: Psychics and Autistic Savants Have Instant Knowing,
Chapter 17 Lesson #17: Psychics and Synesthetes Speak the Language of Senses,
Chapter 18 Lesson #18: The Imagination Is the Largest Sensory Organ,
Conclusion,
Bibliography,
Index,
About the Author,


CHAPTER 1

Lesson #1: The Impossible Is Real


My First (Memorable) Encounter With a Ghost

Like most people, I had a couple of strange experiences as a child, but quickly shelved them in that dusty brain folder containing weird and unexplainable experiences, and forgot about them. It wasn't until I reached the age of 35 that I had a real psychic experience.

I was an attorney practicing securities litigation and living in Manhattan. I was invited to attend a series of training workshops on intuition for psychologists led by Dr. Ron DeAngelo at the Gestalt Associates for Psychotherapy. Ron is a brilliant, highly sensitive psychotherapist and has been on the forefront of exploring intuition as a psychological phenomenon. I was the only non-psychotherapist who was invited to attend. Dr. DeAngelo knew me personally and felt I would benefit greatly from it.

Here's how a typical workshop would go: Everyone in the group, usually about 10 to 15 people, would sit in chairs arranged in a large circle. Ron would select one volunteer to come and sit in the hot seat. That person's job was to simply sit quietly without displaying any emotion while the rest of us observed him or her. Ron would then ask the group a series of questions that we had to answer silently in our minds before later revealing them to the class. The questions were fairly bizarre, such as "If this person were an animal, what kind of an animal would he or she be?" or "What does the environment look like where this person lives?"

The whole idea was not to spend too much time thinking about the answers. Ron was interested in testing how much seemingly invisible intuitive data could be gathered about a person simply by tiny physical clues such as micro-muscle facial movements, posture, choice of clothes, condition of clothes, colors, body language, and so on. Psychologist Paul Ekman (a protegé of Silvan Tomkins) developed a system in 1976, known as the Facial Action Coding System (FACS), to analytically decipher micro-muscular facial movements on a person's face. He found there are 300 combinations of two muscles; 4,000 combinations of three muscles; and 10,000 of five muscles, although only 3,000 such combinations have actual expressive and emotive value. In the field of psychology, it is assumed that there is a logical reason why we know things about other people even when they are not obvious. Ron adopted this scientific approach toward intuition.

My ghost encounter occurred during one particular workshop. On this particular evening, a woman of Indian descent, with long, flowing, raven-black hair, was in the hot seat. We all did Ron's exercises. At the end of the session, Ron asked this woman several direct questions, and we learned she had led a very sad and tragic life. I remember that there were many suicides in her family, including her brother and her mother. She was a tremendously sad person. This kind of feedback was always helpful because it helped us to compare our images with her personality to see if our intuitions had been accurate.

As usual, Ron's exploration of intuition remained staunchly in the scientific and analytic realm. This particular evening, Ron ended the workshop, thanked us all for coming, and told us he would see us the following week. Suddenly, I felt a very strong urge — I say urge because that is the only way to explain it — to speak. I fought the impulse because I truly did not want to open my mouth, but the urge was greater than my resistance.

"Excuse me, Ron," I said hesitantly, "I'm wondering if I could ask her one more question?"

Ron said, "Sure, go ahead."

"I'm sorry, but you're not going to like my question," I said, apologizing in advance.

Ron looked puzzled. I knew that my question was headed down the murky path of psychic, as opposed to psychotherapeutic, inquiry. Ron always steered clear of psychic proposals. He was strictly scientific in his approach.

"Okay," he responded.

I asked the woman if she knew anyone with the initials "M.S." I have no clue why my brain selected these two letters, but they had popped into my mind and felt not only logical, but conclusive. I felt a certainty associated with these letters, but had no idea why. Back in the late 1980s, there were very few books written by spiritual mediums and absolutely no television shows on the subject, so it wasn't the kind of thing I would have seen anyone else doing. I had never done anything like that in my life and wasn't exactly sure why I was doing it then. Moreover, I do not enjoy public humiliation.

The Indian woman looked slightly confused and thought for a few moments before answering that no, she didn't know anyone with those initials. I thanked her, feeling foolish indeed. I would have been perfectly happy to leave it there, but the woman insisted on knowing why I had asked the question. Because I did not know why I had asked such a question, I felt deeply ashamed, especially in such a public display in front of so many people — especially professional psychotherapists.

"No, no," I said sheepishly. "Forget it, it was nothing."

But the woman insisted, "No, really, what do you mean?"

So I tentatively ventured further, "Okay, do you know anyone with the initials M.S. whose first name is 'Mary', 'Marie' or 'Maria'?"

"No ... no, I don't think so, unless maybe...." She paused for a while. "I think I might have had a secretary a long time ago whose name was Marie, but I don't know what her last name was."

That definitely wasn't it. I was ready to quit.

I said, "Okay, let's just forget it then."

I prayed that we would stop the conversation in which I was feeling more foolish by the minute and we could simply go home. But the woman persisted.

"What makes you ask me that?" she inquired mercilessly.

I realized that I was going to have to bite the bullet and simply explain my bizarre thought process and that there was no going back at that...

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