The counter-intuitive nature of intuition

Sometimes it seems the more I try to navigate my own intuition, the more lost I get.

During our vacation in Barbados a couple of weeks ago I read a book entitled Discover Your Psychic Type: Developing and Using Your Natural Intuition by Sherrie Dillard. It was an excellent book for me to read, as it waved some of the fog away that surrounds the pinning down of my own intuition.

I’m all too often encountering writings and teachings that speak of the Clairs, the ladies who represent a specific style of intuitive perception. Clair Voyant dresses in bright colors imprinted with vivid images. Clair Audient whispers sweet knowings in your ear. Clair Sentient makes you think of something. There’s a Clair who’s last name escapes me that tells you exactly how someone else is feeling.

Now I’ve had very fleeting and passing associations with all these women, but none of whom I can say I know very well. They usually smile sweetly and pass me by. However, I know I’ve made the acquaintance  of some delightful lady who doesn’t really play by the rules of the other Clairs. A lady who seems to change the subject whenever I ask her name, who conveniently goes to grab a snack when I try to get a read on her style.

Enter the Psychic Type book. In the book there’s a lovely quiz that helps you determine which is your intuitive type. So I take the quiz to find that  in each category I’ve scored only slightly higher than the next, indicating I have a pretty good mix of the four types in this order from highest to lowest: Spiritual, Mental, Emotional, then Physical.

That helps illustrate why I never took up much more than a few sessions of small talk with the Clairs. According to Dillard, the Spiritual Intuitives are those who intuitively operate somewhere out there, in the Alice In Wonderland maze of the abstract, who set up a nice plush bean bag in the ether of the dreamland, who keep a small cabin on the astral plane as an often visited vacation home.

We are the sort who receive information in the language of Escher drawings and Dali paintings. Ours is the landscape of messages comprised of symbols written in ink that have been left out in a misty drizzling rain. No wonder I’ve never been able to put a finger on my intuition… here I am at a psychic cocktail party chatting with the Clairs, and they’re all speaking at the same time about different subjects, and they’re surrounding me, impeding my egress to the bar.

So what is a poor Spiritual Intuitive to do? Sherrie Dillard says we would benefit most by grounding, keeping our feet planted on the reality of Terra Firma. Trying to be present when the Here and Now does roll call. Those of us who voraciously reads spiritual writings from the likes of Tolle, Ruiz, Millman, and Walsh to name a few, is very familiar with the importance of staying in the present, being in the moment, embracing the Now. My challenge in this regard is not so much from shackling myself to the past or taking long excursions to Future County, my challenge is merely keeping myself securely tethered to the tangible and the physical, having my feet strapped to the concrete of reality. Jacque often refers to me as her “kite”, that it’s all she can do to hold onto the string at times when the wind of my own mind has me thrashing about at oxygen deprived altitudes.

Back to the question: Where does that leave me intuitively? The irony is that intuition for me can be very counter-intuitive. One has to trust what they perceive, one has to play that game with their intuition and let oneself fall backwards and trust that their intuition will catch them. I often keep vigil for any incoming “messages” or perceptions… in other words, trying rather than just being. It’s like attempting to get a good description of a room by staring intently at one lamp on a coffee table.

So with that, I understand why it’s important for me to stay grounded, to embrace the wonderful banalities of this mortal coil. The tangible serves as my decoder ring. So with that, I’m going to get on with my day and go visit with family.


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David Dear

David Dear suddenly became interested in the exploration of metaphysics shortly after the Harmonic Convergence of 1987. Over the next 25 years he became proficient in reading Tarot and astrological natal charts, learned past life regression and Thought Field Therapy, and became attuned in Chios and is a Usui Reiki master. David has the innate ability to perceive aspects of reality on a multidimensional level and is naturally telepathic. He has a bachelor's degree in metaphysical theology and is an ordained metaphysical minister and licensed metaphysical practitioner. David currently lives in Tacoma, Washington with his wife/best friend, two dogs and one cat.

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