I was there in the late ‘60s. Was actually invited to the party at Sharon Tate’s house the night the Manson Helter Skelter murders took place.
Intuition saved me. My bf came over all excited to say were were invited to a Hollywood party by his friend Jay Sebring. It was as if 20 guys with a battering ram hit my stomach and I breathed out a huge NO. So we didn’t go, Sebring was killed that night along with Sharon Tate, and we were safe.
The second time I had that battering-ram to the gut experience was the first time I saw Bill Clinton on a stage at a small meeting of Dem Candidate wannabes.
Clinton as bad as Manson? You betcha.
AS far as Tarantino goes, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of his films. Always sounded rather gross to me. But I’m willing to be wrong on this one. Let me know if you go.
Wow! What a skin-crawling experience to look back on! So glad you made an ultimate correct decision!
I’ll let you know! FReegards, and have a great weekend!
yow!
What an experience. I love the way you described your episodes with extreme intuition. It’s like the vibe is so great that it almost takes over your whole body. It’s an extremely rare occurrence and I have had both positive and negative extreme intuitions. God was looking out for you that night Veto!
Just saw it tonight, Strange movie but I would say its worth seeing. You will appreciate the unexpected twist at the end though.
Not going to spoil it by telling what it is though.
Divine intervention I would say.
Your guardian angel was on the job that night!
Omg were you lucky. You have great intuition.