for Writer’s Island prompt #11 treasure
It would be more than appropriate to say that Intuition is a treasure. That is what this blog is all about. But, over the past week, I have come to remember that mistakes are often treasures in disguise, and often fueled by intuition, or at least by synchronicity that intuition allows us to see and even understand.
Many years ago, someone told me that mistakes were just opportunities for God to get creative. Over the years since then, being what I am, an imperfect human being, I believe I’ve given Divinity that opportunity a lot. However, when in the middle of shame or embarrassment, it isn’t easy to remember to look up and say, “Okay God, it’s in your ballpark now (as if God wouldn’t know that).”
First off, there is the matter of pride (which is most often a mistake): that need to know one can handle what life throws into the mix at any moment. That stiff upper lip and the stoic’s stance, might feel momentarily back stiffening, but in the end, we all need help a lot more than we are want to seek it.
And then there is Pride’s little sister, Embarrassment, that must be dealt with before one can open that mouth and ask for the help that is needed. And although a Goddess might be all forgiving and filled with mercy, Aunt Tilly or your brother Ralph might not be so inclined.
As a matter of fact, either of those two might even have a habit of taking a swing at the pride issue, if help is sought. May actually take some pride in pointing out the failing that brought on the mistake in the first place (then go off wondering why you have so much difficulty asking, of course).
But, (always there’s a but), we all come to those places, eventually, where we do have to ask, admit the mistake, and hope for a half-way decent outcome. And here’s the kicker: if the decent outcome should actually present itself, are we grateful, or do we brush a sleeve against a sweat stained forehead, and say, “Whew, that was a really close call, and aren’t I one lucky little devil?” Do I have to say that’s a mistake?
Besides the ‘God’ opportunities that mistakes can make, they can be seen as treasures because they are opportunities to learn a great deal about ones own person, how to correct whatever path we might have chosen in the past, and help us to actually become more creative. Take for instance: you have the opportunity to finally say something to someone that you’ve wanted to say for a long time (shades of Aunt Tilly and brother Ralph, perhaps). But, when the time arrives, something, some voice inside your head, cautions you against this golden opportunity and you let the moment slide.
Then you go home and kick yourself around the table a few times, call yourself names into the wee hours of morning, and are tired and frustrated when you arise. Several hours into your day, still brooding about the whole affair, you get a phone call and are given some really important information that was totally absent (by design, or otherwise) the night before when you, that wonderful moment, the voice in your head, and that other person collided. Was that God stepping in and getting creative? Perhaps.
But, more than likely, it was your own intuition protecting you from making an even bigger fool of yourself. And that is definitely worth being grateful for, is it not? Whew! That was a really close call, and that treasure called intuition that holds the key to that other treasury, is not a devil, but rather a gift, built into the system. But, if the gift is not opened, not used or honed, it could become a devil making sure you continue to make more than your fair share of both honest, or foolish, mistakes.
Back to our hypothetical situation. Was it just plain luck, or did something step in to give you the opportunity to become aware of an even bigger error? Okay, time to take off the mask. This isn’t really a hypothetical situation. This is pretty much what happened to me over the past week. You really didn’t think I could make this all up on the spur of the moment, did you?
What happened after the phone call was a whirlwind of activity, at least mind wise. I knew I had heard correctly and even agreed to keep my mouth shut. I just didn’t know why. But, again, intuition works on associations. Memories, images, words that had been spoken, actions taken, things forgotten, all came whirling through my mind to create a whole different landscape from my experiences. What’s more, within hours another completey different, far better for all concerned, opportunity arose that could, might bring about an entirely different outcome from what would have occurred had I opened my mouth, and actually spoken.
God (or however one defines that essence) has already been creative, giving us the gifts of a mind and heart that do often (that’s the problem with imperfection) make mistakes. But, also an intuition that can itself be creative with those mistakes: using them as lessons in how not to make them over and over again, or protecting, while preventing, us from making some of them at all.
We each own a treasury of mistakes (even if we don’t have a deep desire to roll around in their ‘golden’ opportunities’), and many of us also own a built in Aunt Tilly or a brother called Ralph, and the knowledge that we most likely will be making even more mistakes in whatever future we might still have.
Intuition can unlock the vault of that treasury and help us correct our trajectory , and maybe even prevent us from being, or acting, in some sort of foolish or harmful manner. We can be grateful for that. I certainly know that I am.