I have lived in Washington state for nine months already! So far, we have lived through one of the wettest Falls on record, an unusually snowy winter, and a record-breaking cold and wet Spring. But through it all, I’m loving it. Coming from Southern California, I didn’t have much change between seasons and I am realizing how important it is to my well-being. The seasons force a connection with nature.
I recently watched a documentary about intuition and it talked about how our disconnect with nature has affected our intuitive abilities. I believe that’s very true. When I was I young girl, growing up in Ohio, my mom used to teach us nature’s signs for what was coming. We could feel the stillness before a thunderstorm and knew, when the leaves on the trees blew over and we saw the back of the leaf, that a big storm was on it’s way. We were taught the old saying, “Red skies at night, sailors delight. Red skies at morning, sailors take warning.” Our lives felt very dependent on the whims of nature. Then we moved to California and those lessons went away. I’m sure some people learned them, but my mom wasn’t from California. She only had knowledge of the Midwest’s weather and we disconnected from nature and, by disconnecting, we lost our ability to watch for signs and our intuition dulled.
Now that I am in a place with four seasons, I’m reconnecting with both nature and my intuition. My sister was here visiting this weekend and we were up on the bridge at Multnomah Falls. I suddenly said we needed to head down to the lodge for lunch because rain was coming. Sure enough, as we went into the lodge, the skies opened and it poured. Now, forecasting rain in the Pacific Northwest isn’t exactly an amazing feat, but timing our exit just in time was kind of cool. I can’t say why I knew it was about to rain. It had been raining on and off all day the skies were cloudy and gray, but I knew when I was on that bridge that it was about to pour. I think it’s because I’m spending more time in nature and watching it change and I am starting to subconsciously read the signs. Maybe I smelled the rain, maybe I felt a slight drop in the temperature, maybe I saw the sky turn a slightly darker shade of gray. Whatever it was, my connection to the place I live is becoming ingrained in me. I want to believe that, by watching for the signs that nature gives me and taking action accordingly, I am also learning to look for signs in other areas of my life and making better decisions as a result. Maybe I’ll be more in tune with my body and know when I need to rest, feed it, and take it to the doctor. Maybe I’ll take better advantage of opportunities that come up in professional life because I am better able to watch for the signs that will lead me to good decisions. Maybe I’ll be a better, wife, mother, friend, daughter, and sister because I will be able to intuit when someone needs their hand held or when they need to be left alone.
Here’s to the magic of intuition,
P.S. My love of my new home inspired a recent project I did for the Creating with Joy blog. If you love (and feel connected) with where you live, check-out how to make my Home is Where the Heart Is pillow covers.