Earlier this week, I had a clear and distinct epiphany. It came to me while listening to a teleclass on living creatively, not reactively. It continued to evolve as I sat still with myself, and later still while I shared its story with my husband. Not content to rest on its laurels, it resurfaced at a meeting that night as the featured presenter spoke of letting go. It continued on its way as I drove home.
Throughout the course of its journey, I listened. Intently. With my entire body.
Do you know that the ears are among the earliest organs to develop in the human body? While our embryos are taking shape, they already hear the sounds around them, including Mom's heart, the voices of those with whom she is in conversation, and the strains coming from her mp3 player. What you hear in the womb, and once you are out in the big wide world, are the sounds and noises of your external environments. Human exchanges. Musical tunes. Animal language. Atmospheric energies. Lend an ear, and the frequencies will find you.
Then there are the other sounds. The voices of other people's thoughts, attitudes, and opinions. Sounds that help to shape your values and inform your mind. Sounds designed to teach, to influence, to persuade, to entertain. Sounds that can propel you to majestic heights that seem impossible or send you cascading into a pit of slim chances and long odds.
But wait; there's more. It's the sound of that one voice that has no audible tone. It speaks with assuredness and cautions with candor. It is loud and clear in its silence. You know it as your intuition. The kick in your gut; the flutter of your heartbeat; the without-a-doubt shiver in your body.
That voice spoke to me with greater volume than the others. I so appreciated what I heard from the two speakers, but it was my physical response that guided me the most. I listened to my body, and my epiphany culminated in a decision that had me smiling from ear to ear.
But there's still more. I shared my decision with someone who would be impacted by the change in plans. I chose my words carefully, yet honestly. There was no stress. There never is, with the authentic voice. He listened, and accepted my choice with the utmost of grace. Fifteen minutes later, he called back, and painted me another picture.
My intuitive decision was made with the information I had given it. It chose between the black and the white I had offered it. Jim's voice gave me a choice with more color. He told me about options I didn't know existed in the system that prompted my decision. You see, there was a bureaucratic structure that was involved. Once again, my intuitive body perked up and took delight in this new opportunity. It encouraged me to sit still with this new perspective steeped in advice from another wise source, as if our intuitions had melded.
Is your intuition trying to get a message to you? How open are you to receiving it?
Sometimes you will make a decision based fully in your initial intuitive response, and you will not veer from its course. Other times, you will receive valuable, additional information, prompting your intuition to consider a new direction. As always, it's your choice. Listen to your body.
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