Last week I flew home to Belfast from Amsterdam. After settling down for the relatively short flight, a person sat down next to me and quickly settled into a light sleep. The funny thing was that despite the fact he had said nothing, he seemed to give off really bad vibes. I looked at him with his eyes closed, he was unremarkable, the thought came to mind that perhaps I was being unfair or paranoid. It is rare that the notion of someone giving off bad vibes would occur to me so for the rest of the flight I pondered the real value of intuition.
When the flight landed we were among the first off the plane, I walked a short distance behind him. As we approached passport control it became apparent that the flight had a welcoming committee. A group of four or five armed policeman in bullet proof jackets were waiting. Once again, my intuition (or at this point common observation skills) set off alarm bells. They may have looked like the average Northern Irish policeman but instead of relaxed amiability they looked charged with adrenaline. With every step towards them they seemed to become more focussed and determined. As we reached the passport control desks they quickly moved forward and bundled the “bad vibes” guy away into a nearby room.
Don’t know what it was all about, but I wondered again on the way home about how valuable intuition can be. The science would suggest that I had been picking up on subliminal cues. Whatever it really is, my intention is not to disregard it.