A bit of visual inspiration today from my tea.
When was the last time you felt innocent?
Did you trust your naiveté or did you scoff at the supposed silliness of looking at the world through such a broad lens?
As we grow older we let go of the wild imagination of our youth in favor of what’s logical.
I can’t help but wonder, what’s so great about being logical?
Before experience and influence hardened my views into the practicalities of adulthood, I dreamed.
I dreamed recklessly, without abandon. The world was so huge and limitless.
The innocence gave way to disillusionment over the years and dreaming so big became scary.
I clamped down on the urge to explore beyond a certain point because the unknown was fraught with all sorts of frightening repercussions. Kind of like the big bad monster that lived in my dark closet which scared the crap out of me when I was four.
Twenty-five years later and the monster still has me shaking in my boots.
I sit here drinking my tea, dreaming.
I dare to look at the monster in the face for at least a minute and I’m going to say, “BOO!” just this once.
My four-year old self would be proud of me.
What’s your transformation story?
What inspires you to change?
2 Replies to “A Woman’s Intuition”
This is so true. As kids, we are all about intuition and then our intelligent minds cloud that intuition and ultimately, we think ourselves into a corner. If only we could all dream big like our 4 year old selves and follow those dreams with abandon.
If only. It takes a tremendous amount of effort to let go in that way, and even then it’s fleeting. It’s work worth doing though!