Inside Pass to Prophetic Feeling

My last post gave a little history and foundation for the whole concept of prophetic feeling.  This post will cut to the chase and explain a few of my recent experiences as a prophetic feeler.  Before I go on, I first want to say that I am discovering there is great diversity among the prophetic gifts as well as great diversity within the same prophetic gift.  A gift and how it is expressed and experienced can vary greatly from person to person.  That being said, please don't be discouraged or make harsh comparisons if your experience is not the same as mine.

Today I woke up anxious.  I felt like ants were running all over my little emotional nerves.  I had no reason to be the feeling nervous but the feeling reminded me of how I felt during finals week in college.  I pushed away and set about making coffee.  I put on some worship music and began to sing but quickly got distracted.  The discomfort drove me and I could not sit still.  I did not know if I was feeling something in the atmosphere, in the spiritual realm or one of my close family or friends.  I did not know if it truly came from me.  Finally, I gave up trying to concentrate on God and went for a walk by the water.  The feeling continued unabated.  For me prophetic feeling is strongly tied to physical sensations.  My body acts like at translator of prophetic feeling.  This morning, my stomach was in knots, and I was slightly nauseous.  My head hurt and my skin felt itchy and irritated.  I pushed all of these things aside and chalked it up to being tired and worried about work and being behind in my paperwork.  Then I stepped into work and the uneasiness continued and intensified. I work for a recovery program and today was graduation day. Today there was 50+ women excited and nervous to be graduating from another semester of program.  I could barely concentrate.  Again, I dismissed it as my own internal stress and concerns.

Eight hours later I stood and clapped for the women as the graduation event was finally over.   The women were all smiles and some happy tears.  As the last woman exited off the stage, I felt a moment of huge relief.  The nervous feeling left and the antsy feeling dwindled away.  My stomach relaxed and my skin did not feel as irritated.  I could not believe it.  It seemed that much of my struggle the first part of the day was from the women and the community I am deeply connected to.  The shift was so sudden and dramatic that I could not help but notice.  I am sure there are other factors in play that I have yet to discern or identify but the experience was remarkable.  I know that the HS does not desire for me to struggle as I did but I still have yet to discover how to find relief when I become overwhelmed by the intense emotional riptide that I was drug into. 

From my experience, part of the issue is struggling to identify where the input is coming from, and  the potential for multiple levels of input.