Well, it's really only a bruise, but it makes for a good story with an important lesson about why we should listen to that little voice inside our head.
We've all had the experience: a quiet whisper and a slight twinge in our neck as we shut the door behind us - the feeling we're forgetting something. It’s rarely forceful enough to make us stop and turn back, but when we finally realize what we neglected, it sure smacks us on the side of the head and bellows that it told us so.
Other times, the voice actually speaks to us, but often we don’t hear it amid the other chatter in our minds. If we were to listen, however, we would realize that this voice (this us) is very wise. I heard this voice while out with Syd recently.
I told you about our new game – Syd jogs and I, while holding her leash, follow as closely behind as possible given my two leg disadvantage. This time we were in a park off the busy downtown main street when Syd found a stick and proudly carried it in her mouth as we did laps.
After a few sprints, Syd dropped the stick on the ground and looked up at me with big, brown puppy eyes.
Throw the stick!
"Oh, you’re so frickin’ cute,” I said. “Okay, I'll throw it.”
Um… that’s really not a good idea. (That was the voice in my head.)
"I hear you, voice. I'll be careful."
I threw the stick. Syd learched after it and kicked her 70-pounds of fur and muscle into full speed four wheel drive. I’m pretty sure I heard the voice say, "I told you so, dumbass!" as I tripped, fell forward, and skidded flat across the snowy ground, my arm still tethered to Syd. When we got to the stick, Syd danced around me, pleased that she beat me to it and surprised to find me on her level. We wrestled and laughed for a moment before I did damage assessment. There was pain in my knee, but no tear in my jeans, nor was there any telltale red stain under the coating of snow. T'was but a bruise.
The moral of the story: listen to your gut, trust your instincts, and believe in yourself and your ability to make sound judgments. Practice filtering out the chatter. Focus.
I'm making a concerted effort to connect with my intuition. It's not easy to rekindle a relationship after years of neglect, and yes, there will be challenges (and bruises!) along the way, but I believe the ability to trust in our own power of perception is well worth the effort.
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No pain, no gain. It appears that your pain is your pathway to gaining wisdom.
I hope that reading of your mishap, I also will pay more attention to my intuition.
I hope your bruise repairs itself quickly and that you're good as new.
But... but... but... what if that voices is saying, "I dare you!"
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