Intuition

Ah, there you are. You've always been here, even when I was little. Sometimes I quiet you by numbing my mind, or never letting it go blank, or working hard to solve problems that don't exist.

You're a rhythm, a flow.

I know you've got my best interests in mind, but I have to exist in this meat sack on a spinning rock and it ain't easy surrendering it to the golden flow of the divine.

I need to feel love, I need to feel sensation, I need to feel alive.

You want me to feel love, to feel sensation, to feel alive.

I understand now that when we're in harmony, the meat sack and the higher self, everything aligns.

Thanks for sticking with me.