ESSAY | PROMPT
Intuition and Visions
Led by these unusual gifts
I cannot say for sure if what I do can be called intuition, clairvoyance, or a combination of both or maybe neither. I don’t know the name for it. I do know that if something feels really wrong, I avoid it. This sense will come with a prickly feeling in my throat chakra, the world around me will grow from dim to dark, and everything goes silent; I won’t even hear my own heart beat. I have to feel a warming in my solar plexus or a gentle tugging at my heart chakra to know something is right or will work out okay. However, I also get visions and dream-like visions while I sleep if my life is about to take a major new path — a path I will not embark upon until I do get one of these visions.
Honing these skills come naturally to me. Most of them have been with me since childhood, others came along later in my teen years. When I am mentally stable and well, I honor them and give them my full attention. When I am mentally unwell and/or on certain medications, I lose these abilities and it can take a while for them to return once I am stable again.
Two Examples of Visions
Since the visions are what direct which paths I will chose, I would like to give two examples of them. The first began when I was around twenty-three and I was about to finish my Associates degree at a local community college and move on to a four-year college to complete a Bachelors. My advisor at this community college had given me brochures from several public colleges in Virginia, but none of them felt right for me — no warm fuzzies in my solar plexus or tugging at my heart chakra.
While in his office one evening, I saw a brochure for Hollins College. I was struck with a vision of walking along a long porch with rows of columns and rocking chairs. It felt like home. I picked up the brochure and handed it to my advisor and said, ‘This is where I will be attending.” He let out a laugh and said, “That is a private women’s college and they only take the best of the best.” I just said, “They will take me.”
Long story short, they did accept me under an adult program called Horizons and I completed a Bachelors, Masters and a Certificate of Higher Eduction there. And as for my vision, one of the campus’ main buildings has a long porch with columns and rows of rocking chairs. You can barely see the rocking chairs in this photo, but you can see the long porch and columns:
My next major vision didn’t happen until early 2005. My spouse wanted me to move from Virginia to Oklahoma with him. For months, I struggled with this decision because I couldn’t see myself there. Finally, one evening while sitting on the toilet at my job (I know, of all the places, right? *laughs*), I had this vision of a small kitchen with pinkish wallpaper and a door leading to the backyard. I immediately saw myself sitting at a kitchen table there and being content. We moved there in April of 2005. Yes, the kitchen is small. The wallpaper is large pink flowers, and there is a door that leads down to the garage then another out to the backyard.
As I stated before, I have no idea what to call what I do. I know some of it is intuition or gut instincts. Some of it is clairvoyance. And others are visions. They guide my life when I can ‘feel’ or ‘see’ them. And I know I would be completely lost without them.
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This rambling mess is a result of 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊.’s prompt — All Things Intuition:
Lori Carlson writes poetry, fiction, articles, creative non-fiction and personal essays. Most of her topics are centered around Relationships, Spirituality, Nature, Life Lessons, Mental Health, and the LGBTQ+ community. Check out her personal Medium blog — Ravyne’s Nest.
