Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Intuitions and Dreams: My Hippie Rant

Sometimes I feel like we all ignore our intuitions. We get these gut feelings and then quickly ignore them as something far more interesting comes along. These little intuitions nag at our subconscious no matter what we do, and the harder we try to ignore them the stronger they become. Unfortunately for all us who tend to evade signs, these little gut feelings which try to point towards certain truths, always tend to be right.

Malcolm Gladwell in his book Blink, provides an explanation for these "intuitions" we have. He explains that parts of our brain carryout the function of "small slicing" actions in ways that other parts don't quite comprehend, but that nevertheless send a signal of some type of information to us.

The book, is quite convincing in its assertions, however, I still believe there is more to it. Maybe this comes from my religious side, but I believe that these gut feelings have more to do with our souls than anything else. Certain actions we take seem to burden our souls, while others seem to lift them. It seems that when we make decisions that go against what is best for us our very being tells us that we have gone down the wrong path and vice versa.

The women on both sides of my family are incredibly intuitive. My mother "reads" turkish coffee grounds, and is usually dead on when it comes to predictions. Likewise, my Dad's mother, who was as Christian as Christian gets, could literally look at a person and read them. While, I do not have the abilities of my mother or grandmother, I do feel like I have a strong sense of other people and a strong sense of self. My "intuition" leads me down certain paths all the time, and I try not to ignore the signs that it sends my way. When I have vivid dreams I take them seriously and try to decipher their meaning. Now, this does not mean I go out and get dream books or anything of the sort, all it means is that I am putting in the effort to tap into my subconscious, which cannot be a bad thing (can you tell I lived in So Cal).

Bottom Line

You gotta go with your gut. For some reason we were given these little signs, and it would be an absolute pity not to use them. Not listening would be akin to having the perfect blouse on, deciding that you should go with another one because "that's what everyone else will be wearing," leaving your house, and realizing that in your effort to fit in you chose something that made you look frumpy. At that point you have to suffer through an evening, and all that can be said for your troubles is that "it was your own damn fault." In other words, trust and validate yourself and your nagging subconscious.

NOTE: This rant is not meant to encourage gambling.

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