INTUITION

 

Follow your nose, it knows what to do

Rocks of Knowledge

Given the fire ravaged state our small town was in at the time, our intended 5km bike ride to the beach had to be re-planned. The poor air quality and visibility would have compromised our health and safety and besides, other people had suffered far greater loss than our intended bike ride.

We hopped into our car instead and decided to ‘see where we would end up.’ Following the roads to cleaner air we found ourselves in Tuncurry and literally followed our noses to be led hand-in-hand to the Rocks of Knowledge. Firstly following our noses was both literal and figurative as we sought out clearer air to breath and quite frankly found ourselves  at the Rocks of Knowledge.

If we had ridden our bikes, we certainly would have had a wonderful time, but on this occasion instead, we got to hold hands and amble into a profound wisdom to trust our instincts – this was a broader aspect of knowledge we hadn’t expected to acquire, yet we followed our own guidance right into its knowing.

To trust our instincts meant a quiet stroll, intimately connected with our interwoven fingers; this could never have occurred on our bike ride – one simply can’t hold hands while cycling.

Rocks of Knowledge certainly gave us reason for introspection. Large boulders as they were, they appeared intimidating but to walk up to them and feel their rough exterior puts us physically in touch with their alive vulnerability. Their atoms are continually being pummeled by wind, sun, spray of the ocean and are being changed constantly into something finer, smoother yet equally powerful. Sand. Rocks take eons to evolve into sand but evolve they do.

We too, can stand tall and proud while being pummeled by life and yet our rough exterior can quite easily become softer, smoother and our new lease on life can evolve into something more refined like the grains of sand that cling to our toes as we traipse our way through life together, hands fitting tightly, intertwined forever.

How though can we stand tall and proud while being pummeled? We are so often enlightened as to ‘what’ to do but not the ‘how’ of it. Well I think this little sojourn may have given me the answer, given that it was at the Rocks of Knowledge after all, it is appropriate that some wisdom be imparted onto me to broaden my awareness of enlightenment.

How then?

·         Expand your understanding – a rock does not experience the thrashing of wind, sun and sea on its surface as either negative or positive, it just is. Now we are not rocks you might reason, but we too, can withstand life’s ups and downs if we can learn to accept what is without reacting impulsively. Not easy I know, but that is one ‘how’ that we can practice: just observe, learn patience if nothing else and continue being your ‘rock’ solid self.

·         Find value in the evolution of your personality – a rock turns to sand slowly but surely and there is value in the sand becoming a beach, a home for crabs and other sea critters, a place to build castles, a material to create glass and its infinite possibilities. Quite right, our bodies can turn into none of those things but we can turn into compassionate, caring, empathetic, sympathetic souls as we witness the struggles of those doing the bullying.

·         Stand firm – boulders do not readily budge. Yes there are devastating rock slides but for the purposes of this illustration I am referring to the solid Rocks of Knowledge. They allow the waves to crash down on them because they have to, to become something different. They withstand the blazing heat of the sun because they need it to disintegrate into particles and they tolerate the fierce wind because it blows their new particles onto new land.

There we have three ways in which to trust our intuition and know that most experiences are for our greater good. 

If you have experienced the wisdom of nature, I'd love to hear about it in the comments.


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