Your Intuition Is Calling
Will you answer?
For some, it’s a feeling. Others a whisper. Still others just know it in their bones. That’s your intuition. Your internal compass and North Star. Every single person can connect to it at any time. Yes, even you. Often, we just don’t listen to it. We override that natural feeling because we think someone else knows better or has a better idea.
Deep down you know something is right for you, you just choose to look the other way. Bury that feeling deep inside of you. Follow what you think you “should” do. What society has conditioned you to think. What your family has conditioned you to think. You may not realize it, but the house you grew up in, the people who you’re around most, seep into your subconscious and ultimately affect your values and the way you view the world.
But wait a minute… they’re not YOU. You ultimately decide what is best for you. You’re the only person who as walked in your shoes, followed your path, felt the spectrum of emotions you’ve felt. Why would anybody else know what’s best for you, BUT you?
It’s okay to be scared to listen to your intuition. Actually, I’d be worried if you weren’t. Trusting yourself enough to follow your heart’s desires, your inner knowing, is scary as hell. The “what if’s” creep in.
What if you fail?
What if you aren’t enough?
What if the decision is wrong?
What if I told you any decision you ever make is never wrong. Truly, it’s not. Even if it was the biggest flop of a relationship or what you think was the biggest mistake of your life, it brought you to where you are now. It redirected your path in the best way possible. It was the universe having your back, saying you may have gotten off track, but I’m here with you, and I’ll never leave you.
Let me tell you a story.
I left New York and moved to Birmingham, Alabama on a whim. Okay, not a total whim, but still, it was pretty radical. I’d known in my heart for months I needed a change, but I didn’t want to do anything about it. I was comfortable. I was complacent in a half-life of lies. I was lying to myself, and I was lying to my partner at the time about how I felt: about myself, about life, about us.
When I finally made the decision I’d had enough - on Halloween night as the sun was rising over Queens - I felt the universe sigh in relief. She said, “I’ve been waiting for you.” By New Year’s Day, I’d moved into a new one bedroom apartment, had a new car, a new job, and a new city to call home. One month later, I met my now husband.
Now I’m not saying every radical thing you do is going to work out. I’ve made plenty of decisions in my life that haven’t. But as soon as you’re willing to ask for more, the universe opens up to you in ways you’d never expect.
But I don’t want you to listen to me. I want you to listen to yourself. The next time that little voice speaks up, listen. The next time you’re unsure what to do or where to go next, listen. Don’t phone a friend. Don’t poll the audience. Follow that unfamiliar feeling wherever it takes you. Because you already know where you want to go. You just have to take the time to listen.
