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Stillness, Spirit, Socks, and Sudden  Intuition

4/13/2019

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It's one of those moments of quiet.  The world drifts off – seemly out and away – felt, instead, in the distance as if held at bay by some dense magnetic pressure on the edge of the space you occupy.  A memory of the day passing and a pause between tomorrow.  A tiny reality of your own – almost as if you’ve stolen a piece of the fabric of time and space.  The noise from out there settles away, and in your private patch, the noise within you begins to form.   

Reaching for the nearest chore, there’s a feeling of responsibility to become occupied. The piles of laundry call.  Folding is to be done, socks to be sorted, and shirts to be hung.  Usually, you’d heave a heavy sigh of irritation and turn on the television, but... you’re relaxed.  Without mental resistance the motion feels welcome.  It feels right.  Being occupied doesn’t seem occupying.  The hands know the work and the mind is left to drift back to its own noise. 

But.  It is unusually silent. 

There’s the hum of motion as objects are tidied up and put away and flowing from one task to another you find yourself over a pile of dishes that you’ve cleaned while you were percolating in the newly found stillness inside your head.  There’s a faint memory of doing them, but like everything right now, thoughts fly in and out of your mind.  You finish up because your friend will be calling in a moment.   

Without really considering it, you’ve settled your tasks and found yourself seated when the phone buzzes in your pocket.  She’s calling about her boyfriend.  Pulling it out to answer, you stop and see her name.  You answer to hear an almost instant verbal rant about said boyfriend.  And you have a realization.   

You had no reason to know she’d be calling.  You had no reason to know she’d talk about her boyfriend.  She hasn’t in ages.    

Finishing the conversation, there’s a short mental check.  No.  There is no reason I should have known that.  How?  Going back through the evening, you remember having this great conversation in your head about your career and what you should do, and then you were just “sure” she’d be calling.  And then, holy shit.  She did.   

How about that...?  There must be some explanation, and dismissively, you forget about it and the great “ideas” about your career and go about staring annoyed at the rest of the chores.  The bubble is gone and the outside world has creeped in once again.   

There are stories left and right like that in the world, and if you’ve had a single one, you’ve stumbled into the mindset of an intuitive or psychic or whatever malarkey they want to call us these days.  (I prefer not to have a name for it, but what’s an intuitive to do?)  Most people ignore it.  Or, reluctantly share with a friend or two.  A few shout “MAGIC!” from the rooftops and then have no idea what to do with it.  Those were messages.  Who knows where some could have led?  But, what do you with that?  And how do you know if it’s right? 

Me?  Well, I’ve had to deal with that mamma-jamma all my life – knowing when phone calls were coming, knowing unusually personal things about people, or sensing the life suddenly leaving a body.  And weirder stuff yet.  But, another day for those stories.  So, when I tell this story, I know pretty much what happened and more or less how to tap into it.  In fact, I do it for people all the time, and have my whole life.  

So what WAS that all about?   

And, yes, this is something that happened to me quite often.  (Sometimes associated with girls calling that I liked as a teenager...)  I would often have incredible conversations that would come from “somewhere else” and they’d guide me to solutions.  I mean, I used to figure out MATH that way in school.  IT’S NOT CHEATING, I SWEAR.  (I’m sure Albert Einstein was an intuitive.)  

I joke a little, and for good reason.  You need that to find the ease to use this talent in a natural way – as natural as breathing.  But, you’re probably wanting me to get to the point.  Listen.  You don’t have to be “psychic” or “magical” or anything special to learn to follow your inner voice and outer intuitive “line” to the cosmic messages we all receive constantly.  It’s not huge and unattainable.  It’s commonplace.   

All it takes is to create the open space in you to invite those messages, the ease to let them flow, and then the trust to act with peace in your heart and mind.  If you do those things, you’re following your natural connection to the big and the wide as well as the tiny and infinitesimal.  You’re following the guidance to live as one with humanity and in line with joy and in touch with the sacred nature of sadness.  You are in touch with living and living fully.  You become an active part of life as opposed to an observer or one who endures of it.   

It is an open feeling being there.  Beautiful and simple and full of peace.  Even when events around us are trying it is THROUGH trying the we persevere.  It is through our intuitive selves that we allow the insights to create motion as if each second matters and take control of letting go and being in the midst of this wonderful experience.   

Try this.  Follow the process above.  Relax.  Make your hands busy with something repetitive.  And let your thoughts come and go.  Don’t force.  Then just allow things to happen.  Start asking yourself questions then wait and expect a response.  You may actually be having a conversation, but more on that later.   

So, here, is a mission statement.  It is through an open heart that I’ve started a journey of sharing and speaking about the not-so-mystical but magical part of being an intuitive, being spiritual, and being really freakin’ ordinary at the same time.  (I keep a logical, scientific mind about all this mumbo jumbo.)  And this is the open invitation to all others.   

Be curious.  Be at ease.  And trust.  There may be a touch of a skeptic in all of us, even me.  But it is with our wonder, that we collectively tap into a wisdom and way that we can create.  And, I believe, it starts with spirit, and we hear sprit through that empty space that I call our intuition.   

Light and Love, 
Adam Weston Albert 
www.adamwestonalbert.com 
 
3 Comments
Heather
5/31/2019 01:08:47 am

Well written! And I definitely get it. Though it sounds like you’ve been trusting your intuition all your life more than I have. “fear is the mind killer”. Anyway... :)

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Adam Weston Albert
5/31/2019 10:46:07 am

Thank you! I think everyone (myself included) has patches where they forget to trust their intuition. Otherwise, we miss out on all the fun disasters in life. 😉

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Prabha
6/2/2019 07:27:54 am

Hey Adam / I
Just love the way your words flow into my blogged head / lol . Thank you for sending me your link !!

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