I am trying to catch up but wanted to share a few things of my own. (BG: I am half Scottish [Campbell clan] and half Cherokee [White Wolf clan])
*My paternal grandmother was a "kitchen witch". She could grow anything. Her fruit trees always bore even during the driest of summers. Her vegetable garden always produced through Thanksgiving. She could create a gourmet meal for an army when there was only half a loaf of bread, a single egg and a bit of spinach available.
She also "knew" things. Grandma always knew when someone was going to become ill or injured. She would begin to put together whatever was necessary to nurse that person before the first symptom. She also had feelings about whether people were trustworthy, kind, mean-spirited, etc.
My mother (vehement non-believer) claimed that I was "a good judge of character" because I have an instant like or dislike to everyone I meet. Some people simply feel kinder, more honest for no apparent reason. I am also the person that strangers will seek out to tell their life stories and inner most thoughts to.
*When I was in 3rd grade, we rented a house outside of Oklahoma City. Every night for the entire year we lived there, I had the exact same "dream". I knew it was a true memory. Only my grandmother believed me.
I dreamt/remembered being completely in love with a man who rode a black horse with one white stocking and a streak of white in the mane. This man loved me deeply. I remember being on a stagecoach to go back to my family home, the man riding alongside, and crying over the knowledge we would never see one another again. I would wake up with my face wet from tears every night. When we moved away, I never had the same dream/memory but, at the age of 55, I am teary simply typing this out.
*I had a twin named Susannah. Except no one but me knew she existed. My mother kept telling me I imagined her. But we would play together, brush each other's hair, hold hands when we walked on the sidewalks. I have very vivid memories of us wearing white dresses with blue gingham pinafores, white stockings and black maryjane shoes. I had not mentioned her since I was about 5 years old.
When I was 40, I went to a town known for the psychic residents. I arranged to have a reading. The very first words the psychic spoke were "Susannah is watching over you. She is always with you." At that moment, I smelled roses. It seems that Susannah and I were last twins during the late 1800s.
*My parents bought a small farm (again in Oklahoma) when I was in junior high. I lived with them in it until I graduated high school. These were the days of cassette recorders. I had one that I would use to record myself playing guitar so that I could practice specific passages. Nearly every cassette tape I recorded when I lived in that house contained a woman's voice calling my name. It sounded as if my mom was calling out for me to join her in the kitchen. Except none of these were recorded when she was home. My younger brother and I often saw "tracers" ---those strange rushing-past beings that you can only see from the corner of your eye. (lots of stories about this house, doors that would not stay closed, snakes that would appear in the bedroom closet, smells that some people could smell and others could not when they were all sitting at the same dining table)
*I had a friend who was my best friend from the time I was in 8th grade until she died suddenly when we were 45 years old. I got the call from her son the day she died but I already knew. I woke up that morning with the absolute knowledge that she had left this world. My then-husband helped me hurriedly pack and we began the journey of 750 miles to my friend's home and family. We had been driving for about 2 hours when my cell phone rang. I looked at the caller ID which showed "unknown". I answered anyway and heard nothing but static. I repeatedly said "hello" to static although I was certain someone was listening. Finally I said "this is knitwicca" to which I heard BFF's voice say "it IS?" then heard her very distinctive laugh. Then-H could hear the laugh as well which freaked him out.
*DD is also a "green witch". Any plant that is put into her care will immediately cheer up. If it is a flowering or fruiting plant, you can count on it producing more than it ever had before. She does not treat them with any special fertilizer or unusual care. They just seem to know.