It's funny how I start reading, listening to, or following people for one reason, only to later learn they are, or have become, fans of Neville and Ms. Shinn.
I havent had any success in listening to my intuition, my tarot cards have been wrong before and I am not really sure how to get better at it. Something that is intuition comes up, I dismiss it and berate myself later. And it's not something that happens everyday. Only randomly! So it makes it harder.
Intuition is NOW very popular in new age circles but not always.
It feels like an ongoing issue for me to even discern what is my intuition and how to respond. My life has been a series of terrible choices with only more trauma amd fuck ups to show for it.
I swear to G-d I’ve found my tribe. I swear. This put in words many of my unspoken no speech to explain experiences down through the years of my life. I’m happy to be home amongst you all. Remember me in love and I will hold you the same. Love love love each of you
Thanks for this post. Reminds me of of my more activist phase where I consciously sought guidance, sought out holy places. I've eased up, relaxed. I find myself in holy places quite by accident according to the materialistic point of view. Actually, there's way more holy places out there than I realized. Stop, sit and listen. They will know that you're there and interested. Someone will come and show you around. Might take some time. But what's the hurry.
"Reframe its felt sense from one of lack to guidance. Then, trust, trust, trust. Then ask, ask, ask for guidance." It's really that simple, isn't it. I am being reminded to make a practice of this in a way I've not steadily managed before: thank you for the counsel, the nudge.
I notice this relationship to one's own desire as though it is an old car you always intended to restore but you left it in the yard and the garden has claimed it.
I do alot of work with people to clear away the rubble of crushed dreams and self esteem, through somatics. By spending less time under the tyranny of the status quo, however it deadens your person, desire and intuition often rise to the surface unimpeded, like intact ruins off the coastline of your psyche, revealed after the flood waters of Stockholm incarceration recede.
The guidance I see these people needing comes up from below - they have been asking but their blocks muted the answers.
Thank you for writing this. I haven’t touched my tarot deck in years. I have fallen into a sort of defeatist state. But maybe it’s time to give it a try again, and ask for guidance.
Thanks for this post. Reminds me of of my more activist phase where I consciously sought guidance, sought out holy places. I've eased up, relaxed. I find myself in holy places quite by accident according to the materialistic point of view. Actually, there's way more holy places out there than I realized. Stop, sit and listen. They will know that you're there and interested. Someone will come and show you around. Might take some time. But what's the hurry.
It's funny how I start reading, listening to, or following people for one reason, only to later learn they are, or have become, fans of Neville and Ms. Shinn.
I havent had any success in listening to my intuition, my tarot cards have been wrong before and I am not really sure how to get better at it. Something that is intuition comes up, I dismiss it and berate myself later. And it's not something that happens everyday. Only randomly! So it makes it harder.
Intuition is NOW very popular in new age circles but not always.
It feels like an ongoing issue for me to even discern what is my intuition and how to respond. My life has been a series of terrible choices with only more trauma amd fuck ups to show for it.
One way is when it simply comes out of the blue, and you feel yeah, I know this.
I sincerely dont know if that will ever happen. I think I might just be fucked up forever.
Let it happen. Don't force it , or expect it. You'll know when it happens.
But that's what I'm trying to say! I dont think it will!!! 😭😰🥺
One can't lose their intuition. They only forget what it sounds like, for a time.
As you wish.
I swear to G-d I’ve found my tribe. I swear. This put in words many of my unspoken no speech to explain experiences down through the years of my life. I’m happy to be home amongst you all. Remember me in love and I will hold you the same. Love love love each of you
Deep, deep, deep bow. Marry me, Gordon. This is 100% what I needed to hear right this fucking minute. Bless you.
Thanks for this post. Reminds me of of my more activist phase where I consciously sought guidance, sought out holy places. I've eased up, relaxed. I find myself in holy places quite by accident according to the materialistic point of view. Actually, there's way more holy places out there than I realized. Stop, sit and listen. They will know that you're there and interested. Someone will come and show you around. Might take some time. But what's the hurry.
"Reframe its felt sense from one of lack to guidance. Then, trust, trust, trust. Then ask, ask, ask for guidance." It's really that simple, isn't it. I am being reminded to make a practice of this in a way I've not steadily managed before: thank you for the counsel, the nudge.
I notice this relationship to one's own desire as though it is an old car you always intended to restore but you left it in the yard and the garden has claimed it.
I do alot of work with people to clear away the rubble of crushed dreams and self esteem, through somatics. By spending less time under the tyranny of the status quo, however it deadens your person, desire and intuition often rise to the surface unimpeded, like intact ruins off the coastline of your psyche, revealed after the flood waters of Stockholm incarceration recede.
The guidance I see these people needing comes up from below - they have been asking but their blocks muted the answers.
Thank you for writing this. I haven’t touched my tarot deck in years. I have fallen into a sort of defeatist state. But maybe it’s time to give it a try again, and ask for guidance.
Thanks for this post. Reminds me of of my more activist phase where I consciously sought guidance, sought out holy places. I've eased up, relaxed. I find myself in holy places quite by accident according to the materialistic point of view. Actually, there's way more holy places out there than I realized. Stop, sit and listen. They will know that you're there and interested. Someone will come and show you around. Might take some time. But what's the hurry.