The Compass of the Heart
Do you trust your instincts?
The Compass of the Heart
Do you trust your instincts? It is a question as old as the whispers of the wind that once guided the mariners through treacherous seas. For some, instinct is a fleeting nudge, a shadowy figure at the periphery of reason. For others, it is the voice of the universe, an unerring compass pointing towards truth.
My journey with instinct began in a quiet moment, one laden with uncertainty. The crossroads were not literal but felt no less real. Each path promised its own rewards and trials, and as I stood there, I closed my eyes. The world fell silent, and in that hush, a whisper emerged—not of logic or external counsel, but of something deeply personal and inexplicable.
Instinct is not born from the absence of thought but from a union of the seen and unseen. It is as if the soul, bearing the wisdom of lifetimes, joins hands with the mind. In my case, the instinctual decision led me into a realm unknown—a leap of faith. The consequences, though challenging, carried a harmony that only inner alignment could create.
To trust one’s instincts is to trust the universe itself. It is to believe that there exists a thread connecting us to a greater tapestry. And as a writer, I find instinct to be the muse that refuses to be summoned but appears when least expected. It has whispered the opening lines of stories and the perfect turn of a phrase.
But instinct is not infallible; it can falter, tainted by fear or desire. How, then, does one distinguish? By listening deeply. Instinct speaks not in clamour but in clarity—a gentle stream rather than a roaring river. It aligns with peace, even in the face of risk.
As I write this, I wonder if instinct is a mirror reflecting our truest selves. In trusting it, do we not trust life itself? And in trusting life, we place faith in a divine rhythm—call it destiny, intuition, or the heart’s melody. Trusting instinct is not the absence of fear but the presence of courage.
Do I trust my instincts? I do. Not blindly, but with a sensitivity honed by reflection, a harmony tuned to the song of the cosmos, and a spirituality rooted in the belief that the heart, when quiet, never misleads.
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