When your intuition speaks… what do you do? Can you hear it?
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Elena Rego - January 18, 2014
Sometimes when I hear it, I listen… without thought or pause… it’s just a natural flow that occurs. I love those moments, and I only realize what has happened in hindsight. Other times, there is a pause… that creeping doubt that seems to always lurk in wait. I pause, I question… doubt, try to ignore for reasons that really are meaningless. Sometimes I succeed in ignoring, sometimes I have to rally and go with my gut.
I think that those moments are predominantly about not wanting to inconvenience others, or totally shift the direction a group is going if I’m a part of it.
What I know now looking back on all the years of my life? At no point has my intuition or gut been wrong. My wants, my desires, my impulses? Absolutely. That other quiet niggle somewhere deep in the bowl of my belly? Never.
I notice the synchronicity of things, my gut telling me things. Sometimes I get two or three taps on the shoulder regarding a certain subject, or my intuition tells me do do or not do things. Sometimes I ignore these messages at my peril, because they are a fabulous form of guidance. I trusted it even less in my youth and need to trust it more again, as I have not been honoring myself enough to listen to it the majority of the time.
Sometimes when I hear it, I listen… without thought or pause… it’s just a natural flow that occurs. I love those moments, and I only realize what has happened in hindsight. Other times, there is a pause… that creeping doubt that seems to always lurk in wait. I pause, I question… doubt, try to ignore for reasons that really are meaningless. Sometimes I succeed in ignoring, sometimes I have to rally and go with my gut.
I think that those moments are predominantly about not wanting to inconvenience others, or totally shift the direction a group is going if I’m a part of it.
What I know now looking back on all the years of my life? At no point has my intuition or gut been wrong. My wants, my desires, my impulses? Absolutely. That other quiet niggle somewhere deep in the bowl of my belly? Never.
I notice the synchronicity of things, my gut telling me things. Sometimes I get two or three taps on the shoulder regarding a certain subject, or my intuition tells me do do or not do things. Sometimes I ignore these messages at my peril, because they are a fabulous form of guidance. I trusted it even less in my youth and need to trust it more again, as I have not been honoring myself enough to listen to it the majority of the time.