Intuition
Much of my life has been lived by intuition. Intuition (instinct or insight) is best described as knowing without deduction or reasoning. Many call this a gut feeling, others a hunch. When individuals use the latter I consider it nothing more than happenstance (fate, if you will).
However, for me there has always been a rational process of insight that leads me to a better acknowledgement of situations, thus my ability to identify with people and in turn I understand myself more.
It’s a process I’ve learned to count on from time to time, especially when life’s challenges knock at my door. Like many, I have my ups and downs, which feed into my survival of endurance and overcoming.
There are those who think all have this introspection in varying degrees, and that it’s possible to be even more intuitive as time passes. However, I disagree. I think it’s innate for some. I’m convinced not everyone has this core quality and character-building attribute. It cannot be manufactured. You either have it or you don’t. Thus, like speaking to like.
I often think it’s why some friendships stand the test of time without reason. Intuition becomes the guiding force (a possible connection of fate) that no two people need to discuss because it was just in the cards they be together, and so the conversation is never about can or will we make it through a particular challenge, but constant communication so negative situations don’t become obstacles to survival of the two. (To someone special: You stopped communicating. I’ll miss you – terribly. I will forever cherish the memories.)
The photos in this post are from a late Monday afternoon walk through my neighborhood. There is so much to see during a simple walk. There is beauty all around: just open your eyes.
I’m really enjoying the trees this year. Make the most of this autumn. Don’t forget to look up. Take time to appreciate the many trees. Thrive in this new week, my friends. Cheers! – paerki
(“Do you know that even when you look at a tree and say, 'That is an oak tree', or 'That is a banyan tree', the naming of the tree, which is botanical knowledge, has so conditioned your mind that the word comes between you and actually seeing the tree? To come in contact with the tree you have to put your hand on it and the word will not help you to touch it.” – Jiddu Krishnamurti, Freedom from the Known)
However, for me there has always been a rational process of insight that leads me to a better acknowledgement of situations, thus my ability to identify with people and in turn I understand myself more.
It’s a process I’ve learned to count on from time to time, especially when life’s challenges knock at my door. Like many, I have my ups and downs, which feed into my survival of endurance and overcoming.
There are those who think all have this introspection in varying degrees, and that it’s possible to be even more intuitive as time passes. However, I disagree. I think it’s innate for some. I’m convinced not everyone has this core quality and character-building attribute. It cannot be manufactured. You either have it or you don’t. Thus, like speaking to like.
I often think it’s why some friendships stand the test of time without reason. Intuition becomes the guiding force (a possible connection of fate) that no two people need to discuss because it was just in the cards they be together, and so the conversation is never about can or will we make it through a particular challenge, but constant communication so negative situations don’t become obstacles to survival of the two. (To someone special: You stopped communicating. I’ll miss you – terribly. I will forever cherish the memories.)
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The photos in this post are from a late Monday afternoon walk through my neighborhood. There is so much to see during a simple walk. There is beauty all around: just open your eyes.
I’m really enjoying the trees this year. Make the most of this autumn. Don’t forget to look up. Take time to appreciate the many trees. Thrive in this new week, my friends. Cheers! – paerki
(“Do you know that even when you look at a tree and say, 'That is an oak tree', or 'That is a banyan tree', the naming of the tree, which is botanical knowledge, has so conditioned your mind that the word comes between you and actually seeing the tree? To come in contact with the tree you have to put your hand on it and the word will not help you to touch it.” – Jiddu Krishnamurti, Freedom from the Known)
