I spent ten years writing my memoir, Following the Whispers, which is about learning to listen to the whispers of intuition and the consequences when we don't. I am now writing a novel that touches on this theme. You'd think I'd get it by now, right? I guess that's why someone once said we teach what we need to learn.
When I was on vacation in Banff, Canada, at Lake Louise several years ago, hubby and I were hiking along the perimeter towards the glacier. He wanted to hike up the glacier. I didn't, so I stopped. I was standing on the path when something told me to go sit on the bench about 3 feet away. I did. Not one minute later, a huge boulder came tumbling down the embankment landing right where I had been standing. I'm pretty sure I'd be dead or severely injured if I hadn't moved to the bench. So why do I still question that voice sometimes.
A very intuitive healer told me that it's human nature. The voice whispers and our rational mind says, "that doesn't make sense," or, "I don't understand," and so we don't listen. She said the thing to do is train ourselves to listen and hear, even if we don't act on what we're hearing.
Two things happened this past week that I needed to pay attention to. When I didn't, I was majorly stressed. Once I listened, the stress eased considerably. Think I got it now? We'll see....
How about you? Do you always hear and listen to your intuition?
P.S. Here's a photo of Spring making its presence known in Albuquerque Bio Park.
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Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here on Monday and Tuesday. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair.
"ONLY ONE THING IS MORE FRIGHTENING THAN SPEAKING YOUR TRUTH, AND THAT IS NOT SPEAKING IT." Naomi Wolf
"We are called human beings, not human doings."
Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher
"The way to do is to be."
"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs..(And) if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly."