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Intuition & Crossroads

11 Jul

Wrote another chapter in my book today called, “Crossing Over,” and been busy reading not one or two but four books that I have on the go here at home this week-end.  Then I get this e-mail and go to a site that I am a member of called “Finer Minds,” and come across this quiz to test just how intuitive you are.  I’ve always known that I am intuitive, but wasn’t prepared for just how intuitive I am.  I scored 56.

Now as for the “crossroads” in the title of this blog, I “intuitively” came to a decision, which the world might call nuts; but it just “feels” right for me and I’m going to go for it – against all odds!  When you reach a crossroads, a point where you are being asked to make a major decision, what do you do?  Do you listen to everyone else, balance out what would the “normal” people do; what’s the normal or right thing to do given the circumstances, or do you listen to your heart, your gut….thinking I must be crazy, but this “feels” so right?  It’s scarey, to take that quantum leap of faith…off the praecipe, wondering whether your parachute will open; or what’s on the other side of the mountain or river you’re about to cross.  To go, just as Abraham packed up and went when YHWH told him to go, without even telling him where. Abraham had that “faith” in YHWH, trusted Him implicitly.  “Blind” faith perhaps, but look at what happened when Abraham took that first step of his journey, little knowing what would come of it!

Here’s the quiz from the Finder Minds blog site. Do not read ahead to check the scoring process.  Just honestly answer each question and then tally up your score.  You may just be amazed at your own intuitiveness!

The Intuition Quiz:

Answer options. Write down your answers and tally up your points at the end of the quiz.

  1. Never (1 point)
  2. Sometimes (2 points)
  3. Often (3 points)

1.) You are more of a spontaneous and ‘go with the flow’ type of individual, rather than a planner or an organizer.

2.) You evaluate your decisions on certain situations based on your gut feelings, which often produces the right outcome even if it’s not always practical or logical.

3.) When you meet someone new, you get instant strong negative/positive vibes, which proves itself true in the long run.

4.) You have used your intuition to successfully invest in the stock market or enter contests and win.

5.) You know your life purpose or mission in this world

6.) Whenever you ignore a strong intuitive or gut feeling that’s trying to tell you something, you’ll tend to regret it later on.

7.) You rely on your intuition when making career-based decisions. This causes confusion among your co-workers as you always make the right decisions even with incomplete facts.

8.) You’re a creative person, and you have dreams of brilliant ideas for your art/plans/designs which you often execute to much success.

9.) You often feel worried/excited before something bad/good happens without prior knowledge that this incident was going to happen.

10.) You have had creative ideas for art/books/writing come to you from seemingly nowhere which you’ve acted on and gave you tremendous success.

11.) You can feel when a loved one is hurting, even if you don’t know yet that they are in pain.

12.) Your friends often describe you as “creative”.

13.) You often make major decisions against the advice of “experts” or your loved ones based on what you’ve “sensed”, which always worked out perfectly for you.

14.) You immediately know when someone is lying to you or telling the truth.

15.) You’ve had prior knowledge of a disaster, negative event, illness, or death that later came to pass.

16.) Whenever you feel confused about a direction you need to take or you need to make a big decision in life, you meditate, knowing that the right answers will come to you quickly through this.

17.) You feel a strong sense of connection with people you’ve never met or places you’ve never been to.

18.) You are a highly empathetic person and often ‘take on’ the feelings of those around you, whether you want to or not.

19.) You’ve had a premonition that saved you from danger.

20.) When lost, you’ve found the right path back or direction by using your intuition.

Intuition falls into 4 categories. While most of us are functioning at Level 1 or 2, we all have the ability to function at the highest level (Level 4). Our goal as human beings is to continuously grow from Level 1 to Level 4.

You score 20–30. Level 1 — Warning System Intuition:

At this Level, your intuition will usually warn you when your life is at stake.

Let’s take the September 11th incident as an example. On this particular day, an unusually high number of people have claimed that they experienced dread going to work at the World Trade Centre.

Other examples include those who’ve experienced overwhelming feelings of dread just before making a journey. If you take a look at the results of the intuition contest on our blog post, you’ll see that 60–70% of all stories were at Level 1 — Warning System Intuition. This is where most people’s intuition stand.

While intuition is something we’re all are born with, many people, including yourself, do not get the chance to develop it. Your intuition has saved you from emergency situations, but you generally do not listen to your ‘gut feelings’ which you’re paying dearly for.

Don’t worry though, it’s never too late to start training and growing your intuitive abilities. If you do, you’re in for some amazing insights and a whole new level of well-being.

You score 30–40. Level 2 — Social Intuition:

You mainly use your intuition to tap into the feelings of those around you and those whom you have close relationships with. You are a highly empathetic person and can easily understand those around you.

People at this Level have been known to finish the sentences of those they’re close to, sense danger that’s approaching them like a mother senses danger for her child and are even affected by the moods of their spouses or those close to them.

This Level intuition is common in close groups, but you are more attune to it than others. Being on this Level is greatly beneficial for leaders, families and those in close relationships.

While you use your intuition to relate to those around you, you may also be ignoring it within other areas of your life. You have to keep training and enhancing your intuition skills if you want to experience the great benefits that comes with it. If you keep ignoring these ‘gut feelings’ then they will no longer happen.

However, it’s not too late to get back in touch with your intuition. With a little practice and training you’ll be able to hear and trust that “little voice” inside your head in no time and progress in other aspects of your life, such as your career, life purpose, and wealth.

You score 40–50. Level 3 — Creative Intuition:

Thomas Edison once said, “Ideas come from space”.
Many scientists and investors get their ideas and knowledge from having Level 3 intuition.

Look at the case of Elias Howe, the inventor of the sewing machine. He was struggling for years to come up with the design for the sewing machine needle. One night he had a dream where he was surrounded by cannibals who were holding spears with holes in them. This gave him the idea that the thread hole for the sewing needle had to be at the tip of needle and not at the top. That was how the sewing machine was invented.

History is filled with countless stories of how Creative Intuition has aided in the creation of inventions, art, and designs. Even businesses have grown and flourished because of intuition.

As a Level 3 Intuitive, you are very attuned to your feelings as well as the world around you, which is an amazing skill. Being able to access your intuitive knowledge has helped not only you, but those around you get ahead in life as well.

You most likely use your intuition to not only improve on your relationships, but also your career where you use intuition to creatively solve problems, make the right business decisions or create beautiful art, music or design.

You are most likely a very creative person who is successful in business or the arts.

You score 50–60. Level 4 — Higher Purpose Intuition:

This is the most useful and the most amazing level of intuition. At this level, your subconscious mind works with you and your intuition guides you to move towards your life purpose.

People with this ability are amazingly successful in the stock market or business. Take a look at Sir Richard Branson; he works with over 300 partners, yet he knows within 60 seconds of meeting a person whether to establish a professional relationship or not.

As a Level 4 intuitive, you already know that you should never doubt your inner voice, which guides you through all areas of your life. You know the importance of honing and fine-tuning your intuitive skills and listening to your inner voice. You meditate daily, which helps you make all important decisions in your life instantly — from love to business to health.

You always listen to your intuition which is the reason why you are where you are today. You know that what your are doing now is your divine purpose. By finding your life purpose, you fully contribute to the betterment of society. Your subconscious mind gives you momentum and the push you need to help you complete your life purpose. You are a highly intuitive being that is making a maximum impact onto the world.

 

To Dream

29 May

More than to dream, but to walk in the visions that unfold before my eyes; to believe that they are the reality, the “awakeness” and the reality an illusion manufactured by the five senses of the physical body.  That is where my thoughts have gone these past few days – so untoward what I’ve been taught to believe as being truth and reality.

I have even uttered on my web blog, spoken the words, planted the seed of suggestion, that reality is what we believe to be fantasy and that what we believe to be is reality (that which can only be defined by the physical senses) is not.

More and more I come to see (not with physical eyes) that the world I walk about in is something painted by my mind; it is a portrayal of an inner thing…a canvass that I have painted.  If it be a dark and gloomy place, then it is solely at my authorship, my creation.  I do want to walk around in a dark and gloomy place; but to walk around in a place that is painted whilst asleep, where my mind and thought processes are not hampered by the lies of the physical world.  That is the world I wish to see, to belong to, as I walk about on Mother Earth.  Is it that what I dream wishes to become my reality?  Is it that it is my intuition, my inner self, my “real” self, telling me of what in fact my life is all about?

Is it that my dreams and my visions are the reality and I need only believe, take that first step of faith, and the golden path will unfold before me, one brick at a time; the dawn will dawn a new dawn, the sun (son) shine more gloriously than I could possibly “dream up?”

I have seen many visions in what we call our “awakened” state.  In fact I wrote in my journal in May 2001 what ultimately became a reality on September 11th in New York City.  My interpretation at the time was that it was an event that would occur in Toronto (the NY City of the North).  The dream was precise, very detailed – and did become a reality.  It’s not the only dream I’ve had that has unfolded to become what we call reality.  The substance and facts of the dream…what would actually happen were correct…but the people and locations were not.  My dreams about accidents have been about family members; they have happened, but not to the person whom I dreamt about.  It got to the point where if I told a family member I’d had a dream, they would say, “Please tell me it was about me.”  They’d know that they were okay; that it wasn’t them who was going to have the accident.

I’ve not had a lot of dreams as of late.  Is it because I’ve ignored those that were given to me; that I never shared, perhaps even with strangers like you, those dreams?  You know there is a saying, “If you don’t use it you lose it.”  Have I lost it; is it dead, gone away?  Or, is it just asleep, waiting for me to ask, to give it permission to speak again?

I want to dream again, to know again – but for purposes not self-aggrandizing, but for purposes that might be of benefit to a world that is lost.

I need to give my self permission to speak; the inner child that has gone silent; to speak and to let it know it will be heard, I will believe and I will act accordingly.

I share with you a reading I read this morning by Kahlil Gibran, one of my favourite writers.  His writings are “weird” by worldly standards and likely why I’d connected with his writings over 20 years ago.  In retrospect, it’s like I was being trained through his writings, attuned for that which would unfold in my own physical life, for I can say without a doubt that my thoughts and my words have unfolded much like his writings.

Enjoy this writing by Gibran, and let your dreams unfold for they are, my friends, your reality; your Holy Messenger, speaking to you, inviting you to step out into the Light of Reality, the Light of Love~~~

The Goddess of Fantasy (Kahlil Gibran)

And after a wearying journey I reached the ruins of Palmyra.  There I dropped, exhausted, upon the grass that grew among columns shattered and levelled by the ages.  They looked like the debris left by invading armies.

At nightfall, as the black mantle of silence enfolded all creatures, I savoured a strange scent in the air.  It was as fragrant as incense and as inebriating as wine.  My spirit opened her mouth to sip the ethereal nectar.  Then a hidden hand seemed to press upon my senses and my eyelids grew heavy, while my spirit felt freed of its shackles.

Then the earth swayed under me and the sky trembled over me:  whereupon I leaped up as though raised by a magic power.  And I found myself in a meadow the like of which no human being has ever fancied.  I found myself in the midst of a host of virgins who wore no other raiment than the beauty God gave them.  They walked around me, but their feet touched not the grass.  They chanted hymns expressing dreams of love.  Each maiden played on a lute framed with ivory and strung with gold.

I came upon a vast clearing in the center of which stood a throne inlaid with previous stones and illuminated with the rays of the rainbow. The virgins stood at both sides, raised their voices and faced the direction whence came the scent of myrrh and frankincense.  The trees were in bloom and from between the branches, laden with blossoms, a queen walked majestically to the throne.  As she seated herself, a flock of doves, white as snow, descended and settled around her feet and formed a crescent, while the maidens chanted hymns of glory.  I stood there watching what no man’s eyes had seen, and hearing what no man’s ears had heard.

Then the Queen motioned, and silence fell.  And in a voice that caused my spirit to quiver like the strings of the lute under a player’s fingers, she said, “I have called you, man, for I am the Goddess of Fantasy.  I have bestowed upon you the honour of standing before me, the Queen of the prairies of dreams.  Listen to my commandments, for I appoint you to preach them to the whole human race:  explain to man that the city of dreams is a wedding feast at whose door a mighty giant stands on guard.  No one may entr unless he wears a wedding garment.  [My Comment:  How like Scripture (Bible/Torah) does this sound...where people are invited to a wedding feast....].  Let it be known that this city is a paradise whose sentinel is the angel of Love [My Comment: how like the Garden of Eden is this, when Adam & Eve blew it and got kicked out, to labour the rest of their lives and angels were posted to stand guard that none might enter?], and no human may glance at it save he on whose forehead the sign of Love is inscribed.

Picture to them these beautiful fields whose streams flow with nectar and wine, whose birds sail in the skies and sing with the angels.  Describe the aromatic scent of the flowers and let it be known that only the Son of Dream may tread it soft grass.   [My Comment:  Just this past week I wrote a blog where I was standing at the window looking out upon fields and mountains; hesitant to step out onto the soft flowing meadows, into the light; fearful that I might damage that upon which I tread.  Is this then a prelude to what I was to read this day?  I dismiss it not!]

“Say that I gave man a cupful of joy; but he, in his ignorance, poured it out.  Then the angels of Darkness filled the cup with the brew of Sorrow which he drank and became inebriated.

‘Say that none can play the lyre of Life unless his fingers have been blessed by my touch and his eyes sanctified (My Comment:  to “sanctify” is to “set apart”…for a special reason, special thing] by the sight of my throne.

Isaiah composed words of wisdom as a necklace of precious stones mounted on the golden chain of my love; Saint John recounted his vision in my behalf.  And Dante could not explore the haven of souls save by my guidance.  I am metaphor embracing reality, and reality revealing the singleness of the spirit; and a witness confirming the deeds of the gods.

Truly I say to you that thoughts have a higher dwelling place than the visible world, and its skies are not clouded by sensuality.  Imagination finds a road to the realm of the gods, and there man can glimpse that which is to be after the soul’s liberation from the world of substance.”

And the Goddess of Fantasy drew me toward her with her magic glance and imprinted a kiss upon my burning lips and said, “Tell them that he who passes not his days in the realm of dreams is the slave of the days.”

Thereupon the voices of the virgins rose again and the column of incense ascended.  Then the earth began to sway again and the sky to trembled; and suddenly I found myself again among Palmyra’s sorrowful ruins.

The smiling Dawn had already made its appearance and between my tongue and my lips were these words:

“He who passes not his days in the realm of dreams is the slave of the days.”

There is a Scripture, actually a psalm (which is a song; that’s what the psalms are) that David prayed unto the Lord, where he asks that, “the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable unto Thee O Lord.”  I’ve often asked the same thing, but then one morning as I was headed into work, to an office environment where very often my words, I am most certain, would not be pleasing to the Lord, it dawned on me that perhaps those words were indeed spoken by David, but not in that order.  It made more sense to change their order, especially in light of the Scripture that tells us that it is, “out of the issues of the heart,” that things arise, be they labelled good or bad.  The psalm reads:

Psalm 19:14 May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.

I therefore leave you with this to ponder, a re-ordering of the words of that psalm to say:

“O Lord let the meditations of my heart [and therefore] the words of my mouth [will be] acceptable unto Thee.”

 

I Am Woman-I Am Strong

27 Feb

No idea where this blog is going.  Nothing particularly inspirational comes to mind as I am writing this blog.  Perhaps it is because I am receiving e-mail after e-mail of one earthquake after another striking Chile; warnings of tsunamis all along the Pacific coast right up to Alaska; wondering, “What in the he@@” is going on.”  Perhaps I am saying to the Creator…”What, what do you want of me?”  No I am not saying I can stop an earthquake – I am saying that for so very very long the male species has ruled planet earth; I mean really ruled it.  I am not making this statement as a feminist or a sexist or whatever you want to label it.  I am making it from that side of the human psyche that seems to have gone untapped and certainly unused for thousands of years.  I am making it from the point of, “Surely there must be something in human kind…that can be just that – KIND!  Kind to the earth and everything that creeps, crawls, swims and flies in, on, under and over…and even through it.”

When we human kind were created we were apparently created in the image of our creator.  Let’s not go religious or theological about this; how about just logical and simple; keep it simple for I don’t have the intelligence that wins nobel peace prizes or science awards.  I have a brain, a logic that says, being created in the image of our Creator…well the creator can’t create what the Creator is not.  Therefore, I simply and logically conclude, we are neither male nor female – certainly in the understanding of modern or even historically ancient societies.  Therefore, given the flesh that walks about is neither but both (if one must apply the definitive male or female), then there is a part of us that has not risen to power or demonstrated or applied or been allowed to be expressed.

I believe that part is the intuitive side; the one that goes against all physical appearance and reasoning of man kind.  We need to know the whys and the wherefores before we act.  We need to analyze and work out the game plan.  We continually apply boundaries that say, “No way!  That’s not the way it’s always been done.  People will think I’m crazy.  Who is going to listen?  How can I prove it?”  We are bound up, hands tied with that kind of thought process because we damn our intuition before it even has time to arise and blossom fully.  Intuition and wisdom…these are us; you know the ones that look like what we label “female”.  Even the Torah/Bible refers to wisdom in the feminine.

The very earth we stand upon is “mother earth.”  We are told man was formed from the dust of the earth; when we die we will (the physical body) return to the dust from which we were formed.  Our earth did indeed give birth to us and we shall return to the “womb of mother earth.”

My mother earth is crying out in great pain; earth quake after earth quake spits out her cries – screaming at us to listen to her pain.  Will she erupt, will she spit us all out; consume us with the fire of her wrath?

I am a woman and I am strong – but that strength cannot be seen, heard, touched or felt.  It is a strength of knowing, a strength of wisdom, a strength of intuition.  But it is a strength that I have not “given permission” to be birthed and bare the fruit it so longs to bare; to share with the rest of this painful world.  My heart aches at the pain and sorrow all around me.  Why, in a city of five million people; a city filled to the coffers with all kinds of wealth; why are people dying homeless in the streets?  Why are so many of us addicted to things that are killing us:  drugs, alcohol, prescription meds…and WORK; yes we are addicted to work in this metropolis because we are addicted to the things that we feel we must have to feel a sense of identity, of purpose – a badge to wear that shouts to the world, “Look at my grand house, fine car.  Ain’t I a wonder. See how successful I am.”  And, in the meanwhile this successful executive goes home and drinks himself to sleep, or smokes or takes drugs (street or Rx)…or perhaps locks him/herself in the den to view pornography on the internet…to get release, to escape from the pressures of the world!

What pressures?  Whose pressures are they?  They are MY PRESSURES.  I created them, I embraced them and I have told me – not you or anyone out there – that I need to do this or have that…otherwise my life will have nothing to show for it.

I am a woman and I am strong – and I say physically as well.  If men had to go through childbirth…well there sure wouldn’t be any more after the pain of the first.  Men are wimps when it comes to pain or illness.  Come on guys; admit it.  We women get colds and flus and “keep on tickin”; ’cause we have to take care of the children and you guys…who fly to your beds with the first sign of a running nose!

I am strong:  I am expressive and have a way of saying things that has more often than I’ll ever know, been an encouragement and uplifting to another.  These good things, good thoughts…these are my intuitive, inner self that knows without being told, without reasoning or thought, just the right thing to say at the right time.  It’s much like my writing – like this blog – I sit down to write and what comes out is unthought, un-analyzed, un-reasoned; it simply is an intuitive expression that flows.  Any poet or writer will tell you that if they have to “think” about what to write – they are doomed before they begin.

I am woman and I am strong – and we women, collectively and individually…well we are nurturing and caring and loving and expressive and our world, our atmosphere…the very air we breathe, needs us to allow ourselves to be released, to be expressed and to disperse and dispel the darkness of lies that currently rule as the forces on this earth.