Driving along toward a certain destination, there is a sudden impulse to take the next left turn. No signs prompting, no clear reason ‘why’, just intuition screaming, “turn left now!”. If I resist, it will continue to nag me until I turn back, or until another opportunity arises that will lead me to that same place. Call it fate or destiny. Call it spiritual guidance. Call it insanity. To control it is futile. All roads lead to the same place. It’s inevitable.
Whether I choose to turn now or later, in this life or the next, there is something that my eyes need to see, my ears need to hear, my heart needs to feel. That turn beckons and it won’t let me go until I surrender to it completely, without bargaining conditions, without negotiation, without my ego getting in the way of its message.
Even though it takes me off my planned route, even though it makes no sense to my head or even to my heart, my gut rules. Instincts and intuition force my hands to shift the steering wheel leftward. I find myself on an unknown road leading who-knows-where. It’s quaint. It’s pretty. I still don’t know why I am there. I go as far as the road takes me, until gut says to turn back. About a mile. Nothing all that eventful happens. Maybe the detour just places me in the right space and time at some future point elsewhere. This is something we cannot even guess at sensibly.
Trusting the intuitive impulse is the point. It doesn’t have to make sense to our logic. Our brains cannot understand the incomprehensible Grand Scheme of Things. As individual human beings, it is simply our duty to trust our instincts, to go with the flow, to follow the intuitive impulses that guide us as if by some cosmic awareness our human mind is not privied to in its entirety.
Forget the sat navs and the gps systems. Without the gadgets, without support systems, we all only have one thing to rely on. Our own inner intuitive impulse. Trust it.
Intuitive Impulse © March 19, 2011 | Annie Zalezsak