doesn’t everyone think like that? But how could I know she has breast cancer?
“I just know she has breast cancer. She’s in chemo. I know that’s why she hasn’t called in so long. How can I think such a thing. That’s horrible of me. I wonder. Just go ahead and invite her to happy hour. Don’t be silly.” I tortured myself a bit with my thoughts as I often did. Sure enough, the email came back weeks later. “I’m in chemotherapy. Discovered a lump in my breast.” I even knew which breast. Now that’s more than perceptive. That’s more than intuitive about people’s feelings. That’s more than knowing what my students need and what others motivations are. I can’t ignore that one.
“What’s going on with me?” I wondered. And my opening began. I’d always been perceptive and described myself as intuitive. Others described me as insightful, too, and would look to me for my read on things. I always seemed to notice things others didn’t, but at the same time I figured everyone thought like that. And now I know that everyone can, but not everyone does. I often knew things that were the opposite of the outward appearance and felt such guilt, really, for having the thoughts. I had no knowledge, interest or awareness of psychic, clairvoyant or clair-anything. No voices. No visions. No spirits. No premonitions. I just knew. I just know.
Now I realize, I was just seeing the truth. I just didn’t understand what I was seeing and doubted myself. How many walk around ignoring such impressions all the time. I was determined to understand how my mind and intuition were working. And that created an opening…like a great big magnet resources came to me and my intuition cracked opened like a hole in the sky, like the whole sky. Well, perhaps not quite so dramatic, but almost…certainly expansive. We walk around in our suburban world where so much is the same, yet everyone is so unique, yet we’re all one. And we can all think like that.
I’m so glad I stepped in. It’s prettier on this side. And when I know someone has breast cancer I don’t get all freaked out, I just send lots of love. And I doubt myself a lot less often.
“What’s going on with me?” I wondered. And my opening began. I’d always been perceptive and described myself as intuitive. Others described me as insightful, too, and would look to me for my read on things. I always seemed to notice things others didn’t, but at the same time I figured everyone thought like that. And now I know that everyone can, but not everyone does. I often knew things that were the opposite of the outward appearance and felt such guilt, really, for having the thoughts. I had no knowledge, interest or awareness of psychic, clairvoyant or clair-anything. No voices. No visions. No spirits. No premonitions. I just knew. I just know.
Now I realize, I was just seeing the truth. I just didn’t understand what I was seeing and doubted myself. How many walk around ignoring such impressions all the time. I was determined to understand how my mind and intuition were working. And that created an opening…like a great big magnet resources came to me and my intuition cracked opened like a hole in the sky, like the whole sky. Well, perhaps not quite so dramatic, but almost…certainly expansive. We walk around in our suburban world where so much is the same, yet everyone is so unique, yet we’re all one. And we can all think like that.
I’m so glad I stepped in. It’s prettier on this side. And when I know someone has breast cancer I don’t get all freaked out, I just send lots of love. And I doubt myself a lot less often.
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