Intuition

"You have to know what you want to get. But when you know that, let it take you. And if it seems to take you off track, don't hold back, because perhaps that is instinctively where you want to be" (Arrien, 84). 


Intuition

I often find myself puzzled, and I stand still
I take in a deep breath, close my eyes and try to envision my surroundings
With my eyes closed; I imagine myself running in an almond orchard
Barely three feet tall, dirt covered feet, the sun warming my skin.
Then I open my eyes, and I find myself here, 
Hundreds of miles away from the orchards of my childhood.
I let the wind take me, my impulse, my urge to act rapidly, my intuition. 
No one encouraged me to take that leap, and go and scrape my knee
My mother begged me to say, and many others tried to hold me back
I even gave it a second thought
But I’ve always known my time to leave. 
So I act impulsively, instinctively, 
I follow my own beat
With no specific route or course
I walk aimlessly to discover self and opportunity to be a greater me
A place to finally call home, here I am searching, and I’ve found nothing to ground myself to
So I am still wandering, taking in the experiences, encountering people that are bound to
Flip my world upside down, enlighten me 
Pushing and shoving the naïve little girl from the orchards on to the middle of the street
I’m going off on my own again, in my direction, whichever way the wind takes me
I find myself puzzled, in the unknown, somehow, I must find my way back home