The other day, I was sorting through the vast photographic and phone-video collection I’ve amassed over the last 22 months of *Magoo* (my nephew ). I’m certainly no photographer and not even a particularly accomplished amateur, but I do love how the right photo can bring back a tsunami of memories of a precious moment, event or day. Pouring over my collection, I sat for hours marvelling at how much joy and happiness this little soul brings to my life day after day and how much amazing time I get to spend with him, my sister and brother in law, when I had a flash of what my (our) life would be like if we hadn’t emigrated to Melbourne to be part of his life.
I saw a flash of a life not filled with *auntie annaaaaaaa…* (said in the cutest, sweetest voice as if he relishes every *a* in my name), a life poorer for not re-discovering everything for the first time again through the eyes of a small child, a life bereft of playground fun, lego creations, table-forts, bedtime stories and family dinners and I thought, with every fibre of my being, “thank the universe I (we) listened to that intuitive boom“.
I think when one looks back upon the life that has flowed so far, one can spot certain cross-roads where a decision can entirely change the course of one’s life . This got me thinking about decision-making, more specifically my own decision-making process and how, regardless of the fact that I have changed over the years, my process really hasn’t.
The thing is, I’ve always followed one internal rule which feels right to me:
“A decision is never wrong as long as it is one that is made by listening to one’s true (or higher) self, uninfluenced by the expectations and desires of others (friends, family, peers, society at large).”
Experience has taught me that one only regrets decisions when one has veered off this path of listening to higher self, when decisions have been made under the influence of social conditioning or someone else’s idea of rightness and that’s what leaves the door open for resentment and feelings of getting it wrong. Despite being a creature of left brain for much of my life, I’ve always known that whilst logic and analysis is a useful tool, listening to that deep internal, intuitive knowingness that steers one subtly is equally if not MORE important.
I count myself very lucky to have some inbuilt fundamental awareness of this, because the society in which we live puts logic up there on the high altar and teaches us to *think* our way through decisions rather than to *feel* our way through them. The thing is, as disconnected as we as a race might have become from that *gut instinct* it really is extremely important. In fact, I believe it’s the best way to steer yourself to the happiest future.
So, how do you identify *knowingness, intuition, gut instinct* from *thought, analysis, social conditioning*? I think the short answer is intuition is a sensation…it’s when there’s a feeling that something just fits….or not as the case may be even though logic may state the contrary.
Fundamentally, we are animals and our instincts/intuitive senses have been honed and developed over many millennia of evolution and, in my view, are some of the most powerful decision-making tools in our arsenal!
Looking back to my own moment of *knowingness* I had a very strong intuitive sense that I was in the wrong place. Despite having moved to what was ostensibly our dream home in the country with what felt like a perfectly wonderful life things just didn’t *feel* right.
I can see how easy it would have been not to have listened to that feeling, because practically/logically speaking we had all our ducks in a row so to speak (nice house, our own little bit of woodland, good jobs, great friends, wonderful neighbours, parents close by etc). So what made me (us) choose to listen, to follow that intuitive knowingness? I knew if I didn’t listen to my intuition and my heart that, no matter what anyone else said, I’d regret it for the rest of my life and regret is the one thing I don’t wish to live with.
Sometimes living your best life means letting go of the life you currently know and stepping in to the unknown to follow that instinctive knowingness even though you don’t know where it will lead you. I for one can say from personal experience it’s bloody worth it because I wouldn’t trade a moment of the life I have now for anything or anyone!
May you live your best life.