Instinct at the New Moon
I have been watching the news of India this evening, praying for all those involved in those horrific events. The image of the blood covering the floor of the subway station, bright and vivid even hours later, through camera and TV screen, lingers. I feel as though I have been given an answer to a thing that has puzzled me for the past few weeks.
Many of you know that I often act on instinct, intuition nagging me until I cave and do something for reasons I cannot explain, but becomes clear later. It was how I ended up at my high school, how I chose my University . . .
Some of you, who will be receiving Christmas gifts from me, will see the results of my most recent urgings of intuition. I didn't know what instinct drove me to purchase certain items-- all of them ordered before today, some already delivered. I only knew that those I cared for I had to do this one thing for. So, when you receive from me something perhaps not expected as a Christmas gift, remember that I had an overwhelming feeling (not to mention a dream a few months ago), and I followed it. I have no desire to live with regretting that I might have changed something, had I only listened to my intuition.
On a related note. . . Joe from work and I have previously spoken of guns and shooting, and his collection of historical firearms. I asked him today (this morning) to teach me to shoot. Yes, another instinct thing. He's got some friends in the business, so he'll be calling on them since they have more modern weapons for me to try-- part of the point of this is so I can get some idea of what works best for me, and most antiques wouldn't be best (although, they say Browning got it right almost a hundred years ago and really can't be improved on. . .). I do not know that I would get one for myself---despite my ardent appreciation of the 2nd Amendment-- but I think it would be very useful to know how to shoot without being a danger to myself or innocent bystanders.
Pray for India.
Many of you know that I often act on instinct, intuition nagging me until I cave and do something for reasons I cannot explain, but becomes clear later. It was how I ended up at my high school, how I chose my University . . .
Some of you, who will be receiving Christmas gifts from me, will see the results of my most recent urgings of intuition. I didn't know what instinct drove me to purchase certain items-- all of them ordered before today, some already delivered. I only knew that those I cared for I had to do this one thing for. So, when you receive from me something perhaps not expected as a Christmas gift, remember that I had an overwhelming feeling (not to mention a dream a few months ago), and I followed it. I have no desire to live with regretting that I might have changed something, had I only listened to my intuition.
On a related note. . . Joe from work and I have previously spoken of guns and shooting, and his collection of historical firearms. I asked him today (this morning) to teach me to shoot. Yes, another instinct thing. He's got some friends in the business, so he'll be calling on them since they have more modern weapons for me to try-- part of the point of this is so I can get some idea of what works best for me, and most antiques wouldn't be best (although, they say Browning got it right almost a hundred years ago and really can't be improved on. . .). I do not know that I would get one for myself---despite my ardent appreciation of the 2nd Amendment-- but I think it would be very useful to know how to shoot without being a danger to myself or innocent bystanders.
Pray for India.