We all possess the capacity to be intuitive but most of us have either forgotten how to access it or feel unsure about when to trust that “niggling feeling”. I believe that when we begin life we are these amazingly creative and intuitive beings and when raised in a loving environment these gifts can develop. However at the age of six or so something terrible happens to us. We go to school where the focus no longer encourages creativity and intuition and we lose something precious. Except it has not been lost forever, it has temporarily become dormant, like a bear it has gone into hibernation. The good news is that we can all learn to reawaken this capacity “to understand something instinctively, without the need for conscious reasoning:” ( Oxford dictionary definition of intuition)
I plan to offer an evening each month during 2012 to train your intuition. Each evening will last two hours and will offer tools to activate intuitive process. We will work with oracles, meditation, synchronicity, drawing, dreams and many more. If you are interested, contact Trevor Simpson at email@example.com
First Program last Monday of the month – FULL
Second Program – First session Tuesday Feb 28th
Cost $20.00 each evening
Location: 1938 West 6th Ave, Vancouver V6J1R7. One block and a half blocks west of Burrard, between Cyprus and Maple.
Items to bring: a pen and a journal
A Story about Intuition
One morning after my presentation on decision-making at Inspire Health, a member of the group approached me to share a story that she thought supported my contention of the amazing intuitive power of children. Her story went like this, “We had parked in a large multi-story parking garage but somewhat foolishly had not carefully noted where we left the car. When we returned from our shopping trip we stood in total confusion with absolutely no ides where to find the vehicle. My husband and I attempted to logically reconstruct our entry into the lot but of course by now hundreds of other vehicle and altered the landscape. Meanwhile my four-year old son was attempting to get my attention. Somewhat irritated I ignored his protestations until his voice broke through my resistance, “but mummy I know where the car is.” We watched with astonishment as with unerring focus he led us to the car. He had intuitively responded like a homing pigeon to the exact spot.