Intuition Is a Sacred Gift

Intuition comes very close to clairvoyance; it appears to be the extrasensory perception of reality.” — Alexis Carrel

Like most people, I have had a fair number of memorable occasions where my intuition or gut feeling took over my logic.

Although I would like to separate the two, to me, a gut feeling is more of a hunch or a knowing, and intuition is something with a divine essence, taking over my entire senses and playing out as a mystical phenomenon.

I came to this understanding on one of those sacred moments, which happened early on in my twenties; a truly extraordinary occurrence that felt simply esoteric.

Although not a story that would appear too ostentatious that I would tell it to anyone who cares to listen, yet unprecedented enough to me.

I was cutting through the main stretch of shops in the centre of my hometown — my only agenda was to get to my flat, which was a little further up and beyond the end of that street.

As I mooched through the uninterrupted line of shops that ran down either side of me, I noted a modest Gift Card shop to my right, hugged between two drab storefronts.

I thought no more of it, as my sole desired destination was home. Still, what I can only describe as an unseen force seized control over my legs, redirecting me to walk immediately across and enter the store.

Yet that wasn’t all — whatever this force of intuition or ‘knowing’ was — it pushed me to walk through to the very far end of the shop, take a sharp right, follow the short staircase up, and to the right, and walk to the very end of its bijou landing.

As I reached the farthest point, I also knew that I had to step around a spiral display of birthday cards to get to the other side — I don’t know why I knew, I just knew I had to do this!

As I’m sure you can tell by now, this strange phenomenon was intricately powerful and precise.

There, right in front of me, stood my older sister and one of my younger twin sisters, which was always just pure joy to see her whenever possible, back then. They were giggling at some naughty, risqué birthday cards.

My twin sisters were newborn babies when they were taken from my mother by social services to be put up for adoption. My twin brother and I were seventeen months old.

My siblings and I grew up imagining what the girls’ lives would be like: ‘They must be having a much better life than us!’ We would daydream about the day we would find them and be reunited.

When I was twenty-two, we serendipitously — and magically — found each other. But that is for another story.

That miracle took place about a year before the Gift Card shop’s supernatural incident. Because it was all still so new, it felt wonderful and exciting to be in either of the girls’ company.

And so, it seemed so much more of a divine intervention that day.

I shared what happened as soon as my sisters acknowledged me — with great surprise — they were as shocked that I was standing there in front of them, as I was them. We laughed, having already been witnesses to the miracle that happened in our lives, so we kind of filed the bizarreness with that.

I have experienced other large measures of intuition, where it’s saved me in times of dire anxiety attacks.

One evening, I was distressed over not knowing my then-teenage daughter’s whereabouts — her phone battery had died — and so I was in bits, being that she was so young. After praying in my head throughout that evening, a peace sliced through my insane fears for her safe return, as sharp and as quick as a descending guillotine blade.

My anxious persona was eradicated in an instant. I just knew she would be home soon, and she was.

Sometime before then, working through the triggers of abandonment from a toxic breakup, I dialled up a Spiritual therapist’s number, and as soon as the ringing tone started, my torment disappeared in a nanosecond. I just knew my boyfriend would sort his head out, even though logically he was gone for good. When I saw the therapist later that day, she carried out an intuition test — gobsmacked — she told me mine was off the radar. The issue was resolved with my partner not too long after that day.

Sadly, I haven’t encountered intuition of this intensity for a very long time, apart from a vision that occurred recently, and two days before my father's passing. That was strange but not as surreal; I wrote about that here.

Yet apart from that, it hasn't happened when I've needed it to, and if there has ever been a time I needed it, it was 2025. I have been looking for work opportunities, yet every door has been shut. Am I learning something deeper through so many closed doors?

The Indigenous Aboriginals believe that we own three brains, and not just the one beautiful three-pound jelly-like thing that is seated neatly in our skull.

The indigenous concept is that the biggest brain is the instinctual brain, which is rooted in our gut. The second largest brain is the emotional brain, centred in our heart, and the smallest brain is the logical brain, which sits in our head.

And to be fair to their wisdom, it has been scientifically proven that the head, heart, and gut work intelligently together when in harmony.

Forbes.com quoted: This connection is mediated by a complex network of nerves, hormones, and neurotransmitters that communicate with each other via the vagus nerve, the longest cranial nerve. The vagus nerve runs from the brain to the gut, and it plays a key role in regulating our emotions, digestion, and immune function.

The Three Brains In Harmony

When our three brains are in harmony, they work together seamlessly to support our overall well-being. For example, when we are thinking rationally and positively (head brain), feeling relaxed and happy (heart brain), and exercising and eating well (gut brain), we are at our healthiest and happiest.

By taking the time to listen to all three of our brains, we can make wiser and more fulfilling choices that support our overall well-being.

For instance, ask yourself four powerful questions:

1. What is my rational brain telling me?

2. What is my emotional brain telling me?

3. What is my intuition telling me?

4. How can I improve my decision based on my three-brain data?

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What about the mystical intuition I experienced though?

Science says intuition isn’t magical but rather generated by the unconscious mind that searches through past experiences and cumulative knowledge, and so fundamentally, underlying mental processing of stored information.

Nevertheless, I am unable to correlate this to my unprecedented experiences, which felt to me like intuitive divine intervention and help when I was in distress. Even when my twin was in the ICU, dying from COVID-19, our family were deeply worried; and yet I received pure peace during one long night , for which the following day my brother started to pull out of his critical condition. The consultant said it was a miracle case.

I see intuition as a spiritual and inherent sacred gift, and trusting my gut as more of the science. Regardless of this, I am going to focus on reaching for more harmony through mindfulness, with my three brains. I want to move out of my logical brain, which is causing me so much unhappiness in my current lack of clarity, and trust the process — just as we have to trust our gut and listen to our heart.

Have you experienced any intuitional incidents that have felt mysterious? I’d love to hear about them.

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