1. Quarrelling With Intuition
Busily planting daffodil lights within the recently switched earth I had been rudely interrupted with a
voice saying to return to the home.
I looked at the home wondered what it really was about, then returned to my bulb-planting.
Moving along to a different portion of the garden, I again heard what, go towards the house Jo. I
opposed, going to plant my lights.
The voice grew to become insistent and that i grew to become even more set on my chore,
disregarding the growing emergency within the message. I was up, switched and stated out-noisy
which i would return to the home when Id finished, and never before.
I ended virtually mid-sentence and located myself searching in the house just searching. All
appeared fine that which was the emergency?
Without having to be fully conscious of my actions, I discovered myself nearly being physically frog-
marched for the house, still wondering exactly what the drama was about.
Opening the sliding door I had been faced with a wall of acrid smoke. The quilt drying out on the rack
close to the fire place had toppled over, falling directly to the firebox. The synthetic fibres had melted
and were near causing flames.
I snapped up the quilt and put it outdoors, still smouldering, and opened up all of the doorways and
home windows to air the house.
Disaster averted
. But had I not really taken heed from the messages, eventhough I didnt comprehend the meaning or
reason at that time, I'd have forfeit the house and my way through it.
The moral from the story would be to ALWAYS Pay Attention To YOUR INTUITION.
Love and lightweight
Joanne
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