My people used to call it being fey, which is a word with many meanings. Here, in the North, it’s knowing something before it happens, or knowing about something without being told, or knowing something based on no evidence whatsoever. Sailors and people close to the sea seem to have a lot of this. Perhaps it’s a survival thing. Knowing that the weather is about to turn very bad very soon can certainly save your life if you put to sea in small boats.
Some would say that clairvoyance is merely having insight based on a deep understanding of the world and the people in it. Some would say that having second sight is just another branch of quantum physics. Some would aver than mind reading is little more than practical psychology.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
All I know is that I suffer from some of this other-worldly stuff. I have a friend who lives thousands of miles away, in another time zone, and she can wake me from a deep sleep merely by thinking of me. Back in the day, when my livelihood depended upon it, I could read people like the proverbial open book. I could know the innermost secrets of anyone, should I choose to turn my mind that way. Even today I know instinctively, without error, if someone is lying to me.
I have no idea how or why any of these things are possible. I will never know how or why there is a paranormal universe outside of our day-to-day existence. I am not worrying about it.
I feel that to believe in any form of religion or spirituality is to also believe in the paranormal. But, not everyone who goes to church is fey.
These abilities I share can make for an uncomfortable life. I’m a man, and I know and understand the feelings of others, including women.
Some would call that sorcery.
All I know is that it’s better not to dabble in magic.