Who Trusted Their Gut Feeling

Listening to your inner voice can help keep you safe from danger or sadness. That’s what some people learned online when trusting their gut changed the outcome of a serious situation. Their stories remind us to believe in our instincts.

The Story:

My wife and I rented a nice cabin in Big Sur, California, for a few nights. She woke up scared and crying from a bad dream, which she never does. I had a bad feeling too and suggested we go for a drive. The farther we drove, the better we felt. We stayed in Monterey for the night. The cabin we were staying in burned down. I still get chills thinking about it years later.

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