Intuition

This is what I wanted to write about for today’s post, but wanted to put some words together, rather clumsily, to try to show my thoughts for the earthquake and tsunami that affected Japan and other places today.

I don’t tend to act on my intuition very often. I probably do, but don’t notice it, but today I found myself acting solely on my intuition twice.

Firstly, I was in work and received a request to alter something that didn’t seem right to be altered. I checked with a colleague, and what I thought was correct, was correct. I updated my request with the reasons why I couldn’t do it, and explained to my boss that there would have been repercussions throughout the whole company if I had done it.

I needn’t have worried. In not doing it, there were still repercussions throughout the whole company. Almost every department updated the call log with reasons why I should do what was asked and why I shouldn’t.

I still believe that not doing what was asked was the correct option, and the log was taken out of my hands for the debate to continue until definite clarification was found. My intuition worked well for me then.

The second time I acted on my intuition, I was left doubting myself big time. Bernard (my inner nagging voice) had a whale of a time telling me that I’d let myself down with my actions, and I should really be ashamed of myself.

My car had had some work done on it this morning, and after I had collected my keys and paid for the work, I had to drive my car off the garage forecourt. Unfortunately, two cars were blocking me from driving forwards, so I had to back out, over the footpath on the main road, reverse onto the oncoming traffic and then drive away. As I was about to start, a woman approached my car, and asked me which way was I driving. I had never seen this woman before, and she wanted me to give her and her friend, who was standing some distance away from her, a lift along the road.

Her friend looked a little ‘sheepish’ if I’m being honest. Well, being judgmental is probably more like it. Something did not seem right. I was actually in shock to realise that I had agreed to give them the lift, but had the foresight to ask them to wait while I performed the manoeuvre of getting my car onto the road, before I would let them into my car. The woman who was standing away from her friend was now in the middle of the carriageway of the road, and the cars already on the road had to stop. One kind driver allowed me to back out into the road. I was about to pull in to the side of the road, when a very clear voice told me to drive. Things were not as they seemed, and I was not to stop. I glanced in my rear view mirror and saw the two chasing after me as I drove off.

The reason why things didn’t seem right were:

a) the way how the two were separate from each other

b) the way how the other woman was dressed looked wrong

c) the fact that the woman asked for a lift to the launderette, which was literally about five hundred steps further along the road

d) the fact that I was asked to give them a lift to start off with, and

e) the way how the oddly dressed woman stood in the way of the oncoming traffic, her expression wasn’t right

So I drove. I didn’t pick them up. I felt terribly guilty about it, as I always say that I would love to be able to help people whenever I can, but in this case the person I was helping was me. The voice was clear. The feeling that if I had picked them up they had some kind of weapon on them was very strong. My self survival instincts kicked in big time.

Right or wrong? I don’t know. It feels right now, but it was a strange situation to be in.

Intuition is there for a reason, and I will make sure that I listen to it in the future.