There is thinking to come up with some kind of conclusion, and there is intuitive knowing. Both are important. It's obvious why we need to think, but what does intuition get us that we can't get from logic?
Well, my almost-11-year-old got a close encounter with it tonight. We were talking about why her teeth aren't falling out. She's only lost eight teeth. Her sister (two years younger) has lost 12. Her canines, unfortunately, are starting to interfere with her grown-up teeth that are present, and the dentist is suggesting pulling them. We didn't want to . So, we found ourselves wondering why the canines aren't letting go.
We went through several possible stories... maybe the baby teeth don't want to go... maybe the adult teeth aren't wanting to push them out... and she opened her eyes wide! "Yes," she said. "When I was little I thought it was scary for teeth to fall out! The adult teeth don't want to push out the baby teeth because it's what I used to be afraid of!". We wondered if the big teeth had been being formed during the time that she was afraid of her teeth getting loose. A muscle test confirmed this to be true.
As we talked to her teeth, we offered an updated experience. Here at 11, she is not afraid of losing teeth, and she actually is thanking these teeth for their service and inviting them to let go. After we talked to her teeth, she said she felt a shift in her mouth... she thinks they're ready and understand now.
THIS is the beauty of intuition. When we can keep our logical mind from telling us that we can't talk to teeth, or that this is stupid, we can actually allow shifts to happen that might not occur without our willingness to be open to possibility.
Intuition is our guidepost when our thinking brain
isn't getting us to where we want to go
This might sound silly to some, but I will say that my own healing (from a dairy allergy) happened when I was willing to open to new possibilities and new points of view, so that there was space for the motion that had been lacking in my body and life.
I'll keep you updated on the teeth.
I'm grateful to my daughter for reminding me that intuition can often lead you where logic cannot, and for modeling the trust that I so often still struggle to connect with in my own life.
Do you listen to your intuition? Do you know what it feels like to suspend logic and follow your heart? How do you know when it's time to go with your intuition?
There's been a lot going on lately, though it's not really my story to tell. I'll just say that it's been ups and downs, and a lot of feeling like things aren't going quite right. And then, in one moment, I realized that sometimes the extra space that happens when things don't go as planned... is so perfect I couldn't have planned it... it was only my job to recognize it.
I went to see a friend that is having a hard time. I thought we were meeting at 7:30. Lots of twists and turns meant that we didn't connect until 10:30. At first I was sad, then angry... and I was sitting in my car trying to figure out what I was going to do while waiting... and the whole world changed.
Dramatic, I know. But really.
I was sitting there staring at a fence, when something dropped down in front of my eyes... from my hair. Normally I would have freaked out and swiped at it, but the instant I saw it I knew. It was a sign.
It was also a very tiny spider.
The biologist in me is particularly aware of messages from nature. It's how I recognize the divine moments in the ordinary... because nature shows up. Even if it is a spider.
So I let her crawl on my hands... and I thought of webs, and connection, and the people who were holding me and my friend in their hearts, and I felt myself relax. I felt how the connections, not the timing, were what mattered. I recognized my gift of persistence... that no matter what obstacles get thrown in front of me, if it's something that's important to me, then I will be there.
And I knew that I could show up at 10:30 strong and grounded, that I could be 100% present for whatever was needed. I did. And I know it meant a lot to my friend, and it meant a lot for me to be there for her... and I know it makes us stronger because of it.
Spider reminded me who I am, how I could show up powerfully for us both... how there is beauty in the discomfort. And I'm ever so grateful.
Has someone ever given you a compliment and you brushed it off? Do people tell you that you are beautiful? That you are good at what you do? That you are a most excellent friend? That you are wise and wonderful?
And then do you feel super squirmy and uncomfortable?
And then do you walk away promptly forgetting that someone sees you as beautiful / wise / successful?
And later, do you find yourself thinking that everything would be great if you just got more acknowledgement or approval?
So yeah... that happened to me this morning. An amazingly wise and helpful friend admitted that knowing that I didn't hear when she told me about my own amazingness... that hurt her... that I didn't receive her verbal gift.
So... I'm making it up to her and the others that I realized I didn't hear. I went back through my memories and remembered their gifts of love, friendship, adoration, and attraction. I wrote a few of them on pieces of paper... and then I rolled around in them.
Yup... I really did that.
I realized that my inability to receive compliments has been life long. It was a learned behavior... and I've worked hard as an adult to break free of self-deprecating bullshit.
Today... I realized that I have come a long way, I can receive compliments on my appearance about 80% of the time... and about 50% of the time I can accept compliments about who I am.
So, pat on the back... this are much better stats than I had at 20. Or 30. And... I still have a ways to go.
Rolling around on the floor in paper shreds of compliments and acknowledgement is memorable... so I hope it will keep me listening (ahh... that again... seems like it's listening week).
What does it feel like when you receive acknowledgement or compliments?
And how much of your time do you spend wishing for compliments and acknowledgement?
Just curious ;)
Other than that, it’s a dedication… something I do with the long-term goal of a healthy and happy life in mind. It’s definitely not “the easy road”.
That said, I’ve become more used to it. It can still take me a long time to dedicate myself and address the issues that come up, but I do know how good I feel when I do listen… and listen deeply.
For me, healing is mostly about awareness. It’s about listening to my body, and acting on what I understand.
Listening, it’s the first catch. Almost always. I was taught not to listen to my body, but to push harder, do better, achieve more. And it meant that I was often overriding my body’s messages in order to appear stronger, more flexible, and better at something, than I truly was. I worried about being good enough. A lot.
Listening took on a new dimension of resistance as I realized that when I did listen, I often received messages that I had to take care of. You know, the message that you’re really, actually, sick and should stay home and take care of yourself. Or the message that the emotion I’ve been avoiding engaging is still there, settling into my body, making me feel queasy and uncomfortable.
Listening is only really easy when I hear what I want to hear.
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