Tuesday, March 2, 2010

intuition

beautiful sunset
by Annika

This week I am having a lot of fun learning to hear and follow my intuition. Our intuition is that little inner voice that we have learned so successfully to ignore and squash because it sometimes tells us to look at things we don't want to see; it sometimes tells us to do things that aren't the easiest and most logical things to do. When we hear it, we generally know it is right, but we often don't want to hear it because it doesn't always fit with the ego's to-do list. Our intuition is a gift from God, it is one way we can receive guidance from the Source of all that is. Though most of us have a sweet little connection to our intuition, we work hard to be very good at setting it aside for what seems more practical, "nicer" and easier, or what feels more socially acceptable. Instead of being taught to listen to our own unique truth, as we grow up, we learn to consider every angle of a decision and think through each little thing and then proceed according to what looks best on paper. We finally get so good at this kind of decision-making that we close and lock the door to intuition, thinking that we know better. Luckily, intuition stays near, waiting patiently for us to ask for help. 

I am officially asking for help. I get centered and ask myself, "What's next? What's highest and best?"--noticing the first little hint that pops into my body, and then promising to do it with total trust and abandon. It's a little scary! But I know absolutely that my deepest soul would never guide me the wrong way. I know this for sure, because I have heard and ignored my own voice so many times. 

Though we often don't see the outcome of intuitive, divinely-guided decisions until far down the road, if ever, our intuition always tells the truth. So far in the last several days (when I've listened to it) my intuition has guided me to have a nice talk with my wonderful grandma, shop at a grocery store I rarely visit, take a nap, create a little artwork, stand on my head (weird, I know), sing, make an unplanned stop to visit a friend for a deep and meaningful conversation, sit quietly alone, and now to write.

1 comment:

  1. Becky, what an amzing piece of writing and such a great reminder to all of us who are running on the treadmill of life without looking back, forward, or to the side! Just running...

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