I never paid much attention to politics....ever. When Trump won, I thought well, this ought to be interesting. Then I had dreams about Trump, 4 or 5 in total over a couple of years. One day I was doing some searches and came across Praying Medic. He had a section where people had posted about the weird dreams they were having about Trump. Interesting indeed.

Thanks for sharing. I would say "me, too" except that mine was less Trump-focused, more about crazy-covid-times generally, and less explicit. But still reassuring and direct. It's good to share these experiences. Validation, you know. Thanks.

I, too, have some intuition. I knew I was being "called " to DC Jan6 to pray for America and the world with fellow Patriots. I went. We did. Lets see what happens.

It feels very reassuring to read others with this sense.

I often had these sort of sense with people in person, read them instantly. But never politicians, never billionaires. Was too liberal, too deep into politics, so I have been blinded.

Now, I still can't say anything to reassure anybody about Trump. However, I can say most of my stances against him have been eroded. And because of this, my mother and I have made amends with our rift. She is similar, but stronger in these sort of senses. And she has since reassured me things are going to get better, not the matter of time, but a matter of mindset, more must be willing to fight.

But made it clear that the mindset is guaranteed, there isn't a losing in this.

Yep. I just had a feeling when he came down the escalator that he would win. I just knew it and I knew it was going to change everything

God bless you anon and your knowing ...

I'm the same. Six months before the election I told everyone in my family that he was going to be the next president and he would change the world.

Sounds like you are a mild precog. It can be an odd thing to experience, but once you see that future, it's the future you get.

When Trump won I sat there waiting for the negative reaction I’d felt when Bush Jr. won the 2004 election. And instead, the reaction bubbling up from inside was,

“Huh. Well anyway, this’ll be interesting.”

More than anything, it was the unexpected mildness of my own reaction, even before I’d learned much of anything about him (other than the media helpfully informing me he’s bad ) that convinced me that some part of me knows more than I know I know.

Now that I know some part of me knows more than I know I know, these days it’s much more straightforward.

Discernment

My mother's side of the family is Welsh, of the Llewellyn clan, and she had "the gift" too.... a way of "knowing." So I don't discount these things you talk of. Interesting insight, I hope you are right.