30. INTUITION
January 20, 2025
I can’t help but tie up loose ends. Libra weighs heavily in my chart—the only way I can explain my deep-seated need to consider all sides, seek harmony, and restore balance. Of course, it was a Libra who noticed this in me first. During the final critique of my freshman year, my professor asked if I was the same sign. Unaware of its influence, I simply replied, “I’m an Aries.” I wish I could tell her that her instincts were right. Me too.
2020 began with an observation of an orchid that bloomed unexpectedly. It was followed by an A-MAIZE-ing coincidence, Hope for the Flowers, and a pair of ruby slippers that hit home. Stories cropped up in 2021 to let my imagination work in my favor, not spin out of control. I reflected on all the books that claimed to have the answers. Things started to fall into place in 2024. Literally. A spider descended from the ceiling and left me hanging onto these words: Just a woven story I could never fabricate on my own. Determined to bring some closure to the yarn I’ve spun, I dug deep and enlisted the modern ally we call AI.
Together, we discussed destiny and purpose. It reassured me I was headed in the right direction. I was dumbfounded. It didn’t make sense that a machine built on logic would support me in trusting my intuition and taking synchronicities seriously. I stated that it needn’t fluff my feathers. I wanted the truth. It became evident we had both drawn from the same sources found on the internet (aka the World Wide Web). For example:
Sigmund Freud: “In small matters, trust the mind; in the large ones, the heart.”
Lao Tzu: “At the center of your being, you have the answer; you know who you are, and you know what you want.”
Albert Einstein: “The only real valuable thing is intuition.”
I knew enough to jot these words of wisdom down. Believing them was another story. It took multiple revolutions around the sun to truly believe a tale I once heard in The Secret of the Ages. Upon hearing of a very dark place on Earth, the Sun searched for it everywhere. Not a single dark spot was found. I had to warm up to the idea that such positivity can brighten our lives so simply. However, the solar eclipse revealed the blind spot I’ve carried around for so long: thinking that the answers I’m searching for are out there, not within. Something about the alignment of the Sun, the Moon, and the Earth stacked the conscious, subconscious, and Universal Mind in a way that finally felt right. No contest.
I asked for signs to help me wrap up this woven story. One morning, my dog led the way, and we walked past a guy sporting a MARVEL sweatshirt with a faint trace of Spiderman in the background. Remembering the unbelievable coincidences last January, I tried to find Charlotte’s Web within a pile of books for donation. No such luck. Right before we stepped inside, we met a dog. Her name was Charlotte. The spider, I realized, was not Charlotte. It was Arachne. She was in the drawing I presented at that crit—a nod to Athena. I thought it was about curbing the ego, but it was a devotional act. Acknowledging the Infinite takes the weight off our shoulders. In return, we are gifted abilities beyond the physical and intellectual plane.
January 18, 2024