I Always Knew

 I never knew what to call it, but I think I always knew I kind of had it.  In Buddhism it is called a Third Eye, but for me it was and still is a gut feeling.  But I've learned there are things that just don't matter.  One of those are sporting events, but as much as I hate to say it, I have a kind of rationale about outcomes, but like Vegas, I'm not always right, which is why I don't take financial risks.  I am not a betting man.  

But what is this feeling?  I have no idea.  I can understand it from a Buddism perspective.  They say women have intuition.  But for me, it's what I call a guidance of the Spirit, but I know if I were an Old Testament prophet I would be hung by my thumbs, because I'm not always right.  There are things I can say I know, but a lot of things are guesses.

But the more in tune I am with the Spirit it seems the more sensitive these "feelers" are.  I just don't want to boast that I have some special gift, because most things I keep to myself or just share with a few, if I share at all.  Part of it is that in some respects I'm overly sensitive to what I think others are thinking.  I've been asked whether I am psychic.  I don't think that is it.  And if one were to ask me the source of these feelings, another Buddhist might understand it as the Third Eye.  

I just never knew what it was.  It's been there for as long as I can remember.  At times it's made me neurotic.  And I've imagined things that weren't there.  This is why balance is so important to me.  Being around people too much seems to upset my balance.  As does too much input.  This is partly why I had to delete my social media accounts and why too, I would rather write for a few.  If I were a celebrity, being such would be something I'm not so sure I could handle.  It would be way too much input.  

I seek a quiet mind.  I can handle crowds, but prefer privacy.  I'm not even sure why I'm writing this today, but it was something I felt had to be written, but don't ask me why.  It's really why I smoke my pipe.  I like quiet thoughts.  A pipe does that for me.  And I focus on just a few things at a time.  I like small numbers.  I was never very good at Calculus.  My mind can handle simple math.  Today I'm smoking my Nording Angel pipe with some Christmas Spice tobacco.  In spite of it being 76 right now; and the fact I'm in Florida, I'm getting into the Christmas spirit of things.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave

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