Saturday, September 21, 2013

Intuition

    Intuition and the reasoning behind it has always been something that both intrigues and confuses me. I believe that we were all born with qualities that are meant to protect and shield us, however excess external noise and energy clouds our judgement.

    Intuition is by definition, “the act or faculty of knowing or sensing without the use of rational processes; immediate cognition.” The word to focus on here is rational; while there may not be any tangible reasoning behind our understanding, it does not make it any less real. The reason many of us dismiss our intuition is due to lack of evidence, or fact. Sometimes we may feel a certain way, but not have anything to support this feeling so we ignore it. We will generally find a way to talk ourselves out of whatever we were feeling, and move in favor towards real-life evidence.

    For example, we may meet an individual and immediately feel a sense of unease towards them. In that moment the unease we feel may be our personal intuitions way of letting us know this is not a good person for us to personally be around or directly associate with. However this same person may be extremely close to individuals around you. We then switch to facts and tell ourselves if everyone around us has a good relationship with this individual, why shouldn’t we? This leads to us giving our intuition, and initial feeling a backseat to our logic and facts.

    More often than not we end up regretting our decision to ignore our initial feeling of unease towards this person. A conflict, or shocking action from that person will leave us wishing we had not second guessed ourselves.
   
    I want to stress that our personal feeling of unease does not necessarily mean that the individual towards which we are feeling these emotions is a bad person. It simply means that they are not the right person for us to be around. All of us have different personalities, experiences, and surroundings which shape us into the unique individuals we are. We cannot expect to click with everyone. Often times our intuition is letting us know that the person before us simply isn’t the right type of person for us to be around, but it has no definitive reflection on others.

    I consider intuition to be one of our inherent human senses. Something we have been born with, however much like our other senses have the ability to diminish overtime, so does intuition. Consciousness and inherent insecurities, the inability to trust ourselves gets in the way and distracts us. In modern times we are constantly bombarded with messages of how we should feel, act, dress, speak, etc. We not only get these messages from our peers, and family, but also from media. All of this is difficult to digest, and as a result overwhelms us. It causes us to become distracted from our internal voice. We choose, often unaware, to mimic the behavior of others, and us such disregard our own potential path.

    However, the facts remain that more often than not, we regret not trusting our initial feelings. It is also true, that some of the most successful individuals in the world, got to their points of success simply by listening to their gut.

Below is an excellent video which explains intuition, and the wisdom behind it. Daniel J. Siegel, M.D., is a clinical professor of psychiatry at the UCLA School of Medicine. He describes intuition as “being in touch with the wisdom of the body.”


I encourage everyone to begin trusting themselves. Walk your own personal path. Listen to your internal voice, and understand that only you truly know what is best for you. This means that sometimes people will not agree with you, or support you. However, if you are listening to the wisdom within, you will be following what is right for you.

Intuition like our other senses has been given to us for a reason, to understand life on a deeper level. Do not allow the many messages from the world to cloud your judgement. Believe in yourself. Only then can you find your internal peace.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Thank You for Leaving

Thank you for leaving.
Thank you for walking away so easily.

I’ve learned that I didn’t need you as much as I thought I did.
In fact it turns out I don’t need you at all.
I was lying to myself all this time.
Claiming to need you to be happy, when all along happiness was within me.
Happiness isn’t about the country you’re in, the city where you fall asleep, or a person.
Happiness is inside of us all, begging to come out, screaming to be given attention.
But it’s almost like we enjoy our suffering.
It’s almost as if we take some sadistic pleasure in witnessing our own demise.

I equated my happiness with yours.
I told myself that without you, I had nothing.
I made silent promises to myself, that my life without you in it, would have no light.

I spoke words to myself in the dead of night.
I whispered in the darkness that my life since you came in it was complete.
That you were my calm.
You were my peace.
I carved it in my heart.
I carved it over and over, etching it in so deep that I finally believed it.

But in my foolishness I believed a lie.
I thought it was romantic.
Whimiscal.
Maybe even optimistic.

But I was wrong.

All of what I had learned to feel was within me all along.
And now that I’ve tasted that strength
Felt that peace
Known that type of calm

I know that I can reach it again

Through leaps, and bounds, and inner reflection.
Through the realization that within me are embers begging to be coaxed into a fire.

Through all of this I know that I’m all I need.

Thank you for leaving.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Proof


Sometimes I think I imagined it all

That it was something I played out in my head

Maybe you told me you loved me in a dream

And in my desperation I woke up

And I wanted it to be real so badly

That I made it real

But then I flip through the many albums of us

I pick out the photos where love is all you can see

Those photos are my proof of what was real

That your hand did once enclose mine

That your fingertips did brush against my cheek

That for a swift moment we spoke more with our eyes

than words could ever have said

I hold those photos close to my heart

Because maybe in my darkest moments

I can convince myself that my memories are made up

But what those squares of image hold

Are brighter than the blackest darkness

They are my proof that you were once here

That you were once mine

That you really did love me

If even for a brief and beautiful eclipse of time.

Monday, September 2, 2013

If I could

If I could
I would list you all the things that make me love you
But there are no words for the way the blue touches the sky at morning light.


I would try to explain to you that it's not just your laugh that enthralls me, but the very tone and pitch of your words that enchant me.

But even a sailor will never understand the very depths of the ocean it sails.
And even I don't understand all the ways and how's for why I adore your existence.

I just know that the final sigh I breathe before dreamland takes over, is filled with love for you.

Friday, August 30, 2013

Lists of Right and Wrong

You used to list all the things that were right about me.
All of your favorite curves
Your favorite quirks
The things that you deemed best.

Now you fill the days with all that's wrong with me
My habits
My words
My thoughts and concerns

The quirks that you once worshiped
Have become the very things that keep you away

You tell me all the things that I should change

The worst part isn't you doing this
The worst part is my willingness to bend
To your every whim and desire
Your opinion has consumed me

I find myself staring at mirrors more often now
But instead of a reflection
All I see is the flaws that have become so apparent to you

Does my nose curve out to much
Is my smile
Have my dimples become offensive
Are my teeth a bit too bright

Should I cover my smile
Should I keep it just for you
Is my laughter a bit too much
Has it come to embarrass you

I've come to cave into myself
To want an escape from myself
To want to unzip myself
Step out of me
Step into someone you'll want to see

That's the person I now want to be

You've come to make me doubt myself
To hate myself
To second guess my every move

But deep inside I know this isn't right
That you once listed all the right things
And those right things still exist

They just aren't to your liking now

That's your mistake

I will not unzip myself
Step out of me
Adjust me
Become something other than me

To please someone who lives off of lists of me
Right and wrong.


I will not.

Thursday, August 29, 2013

The Good Ones Go Crazy

Be calm in your heart they say
Tread softly through your paths
Whichever you may take
Be dignified and silent they say
Speak calmly and plain
We're told not to be ourselves
And judged for being so
We're forced into boxes
Confined into square pegs
And why does this happen
Why does it start and end
With ripples of high tide
High preaching
High laws
We are meant to submit and obey
Punished for having individual thoughts
Actions
Motions
The good ones go crazy
Confined in small rooms
The bad ones grow higher
Multiplying
In glass towers of high and mighty haughtiness
And the good ones will go crazy
The good ones will submit
But the best ones will push back
And spark a revolution.
If only they could find the strength within.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

When Winter Left

Did the cold keep your evil in
Did the summer thaw it out
Were you waiting for the sun
To scream it all out
To shout

When the light broke the ice that kept it all in
Did you feel the release
Was it what you had been waiting for

From the start of the coldest days
You were my warmth
You were my light
My own personal supply of heat

When my shivers took over
It was you that calmed them
You settled the nerves within me
You sent them away
You told me they’d never again have a place to stay

When your true nature began to show
I lied to myself
And the lies felt good
I told myself it was me
My imagination

That my sensitivity was the cause of it all
All of the pain
All of the tears

My eyes leaked
Dropping liters of salt water at a time
I produced more tears from within the depths of me than I had in a lifetime
A lifetime of self-doubt and worry had been nothing
My previous pain had been mere experience
Executed to prepare me for the days that were to come

And now I’m sleepless
Not from my restlessness and excitement of what is to come
But from the fear of knowing that nothing is