INTUITION


                                                                                         by: GARY ZUKAV

Author - -SOUL STORIES


H ave you ever been thinking about a friend when the phone rings? “I was just thinking of you!” you exclaim. “What a coincidence.”


The word coincidence means that two events happen at the same time, like your thinking about your friend and your friend’s call. When this happens, it is never an accident. Your friend and you are connected in ways that your eyes, ears, nose, skin, and tongue cannot show you, but that your intuition did.


Have you ever had a feeling you shouldn’t do something, and then did it anyway?


“I knew I shouldn’t have trusted him!” you say. That is right . You knew. Your intuition told you, but you wanted so much to trust that you ignored what it told

you.


Multisensory perception and intuition are the same thing, but multi-sensory perception is a more accurate name . Most people think that intuition is a hunch that occurs now and then, like the one the businessman had to stop his car, and the feeling the woman got about the conference. It is more than that. It is a very sophisticated system that allows you to see more than you can with your five senses. As we become more and more intuitive and we all are—we encounter different kinds of these experiences.


Libby was my favorite grandmother. I loved to visit her when I was little. She had twin beds that folded out from the same sofa. We talked late every night, she lying on one bed, and I on the other.


There was a restaurant in Grandmother Libby’s building, and after dinner we would walk through the lobby hand in hand. Each time she met a friend, she would say, “This is my grandson. You remember him, don’t you?” I was terribly embarrassed when she did this, but if I objected (which I always did) she would jerk my hand downward and say, Shuuuuuush!”


I was in college when she died. A lot of people came to her funeral. When the rabbi gave her eulogy, I watched him from an alcove to his left . A small television hung from the ceiling. This gave us a frontal view of the rabbi. Seeing Grand-mother Libby’s funeral on television was so bizarre to me that I started to laugh. Suddenly I felt Grandmother Libby jerk my hand downward.“Shuuuuush!” she said sharply.


She didn’t want me disturbing her funeral. I stopped laughing and we stood silently, side by side, for the rest of the service. I never grieved Libby’s departure because she didn’t leave. I did not tell my family about this experience for thirty years. I didn’t think they would believe me. Now that we are all becoming multi-sensory, it is not necessary to wait thirty years before sharing experiences like these. They are multisensory perceptions.


We can’t see anything that is not physical with our five senses. Almost everything is nonphysical. That is why becoming multisensory is life—changing. It allows us to see what is nonphysical as well as what is physical. Everyone’s life is now changing in this way. We are becoming more aware of intuition. We have more to pay attention to. The businessman didn’t have to stop before the last ramp, but he saved himself a lot of trouble by doing so. The woman did not have to attend the conference, but she wouldn’t have met her colleague, and his cancer might have taken a different course, if she hadn’t.


There is no single way to experience intuition. It is different for everyone. Do you know anyone who is exactly like you who weighs the same, has the same color hair, and the same length arms? Even if you have an identical twin, does he get sick when you do and like the same foods? Does she like the same music? That is not possible, because each of us is different.


The same is true of intuition. Some people have hunches. Some get ideas. And, some people hear music, and others see pictures. Some people get sensations, like the feeling of a crisp, winter day. Others hear words. Some have conversations, as I did with Grandmother Libby. Some even have combinations of these. None is the correct, or the only way.


You can find your own way by paying attention to what is happening inside you. This is the biggest difference between five-sensory perception and multisensory perception: The five senses require you to pay attention to what is outside of you. Intuition requires the opposite—that you pay attention to what is happening inside of you,







T he water was emerald and turquoise green so clear that I could see each grain of sand beneath my feet. It gently lapped a beach that stretched as far as I could see. There were no surfers here. There was no surf. Linda, my spirit-ual partner, was floating face-up, with only her nose above the water.


I knew what she was doing. With her ears beneath the surface of the gentle ocean, she was listening. That is why we came to the beach every day, and why we came to Maui during the winter—to float in the healing water and listen. I joined her and listened, too. The first thing I heard was my breath, but when I stopped breathing, I could hear faint sounds. First a soft clicking, and noise like sonar from a ship. Then a chirping noise. If I hadn’t been listening so carefully, I would not have heard anything.


When I took a breath, I couldn’t hear the sounds anymore, but when I held my breath again, they were still there. (They were often there, but I had been to Hawaii many times before I took the time to listen for them.) I stood up. A school of dolphins was passing. There they are!” I shouted to Linda. They were jumping out of the water as they swam, like children playing in the sun. I felt happy watching them, and it seemed to me that they were happy, too.


It was very exciting for me to see the dolphins so close, but Linda and I had come to listen for something else. I put my head back into the water and held my breath again. A low-pitched sound, like a melody from the moon, or a great moaning in the ocean, filled in the spaces between the sounds of the gentle waves breaking on the beach! Then other, higher-pitched melodies, and more low—pitched voices joined in. It was like listening to a symphony from space. The humpback whales were singing!


I didn’t know how far away they were because sounds travel so well underwater, but it didn’t matter. I could hear them clearly. These great creatures that swim the oceans as though they were hometown neighborhoods were back. No one knows exactly what their songs mean . Some people think they are a language that the whales use to talk to each other over thousands of miles. Others think they are music. Some think they are both. To me they are reminders of the greatness of Life, how little I know about it, and how special it is.


We floated and listened until we were full of the mystery and richness of their melodies. Then we left, already looking forward to coming again the next day.


Listening to your intuition is like listening for the whales. It is there, if you take the time to listen for it, and if there isn’t so much noise that you can’t hear it. I couldn’t do anything about the ocean. It was calm most of the days we came to listen for the whales, but it isn’t always that way. Once we came to Maui after a storm, and the waves were taller than I am. When that happens, I can’t even get in the water. Days later, even when the waves were much smaller, they made too much noise for me to hear the whales.


When you are angry, your emotions are like huge waves on Maui during a storm. You cannot hear your intuition. When you are sad, or jealous, or vengeful, you can’t hear your intuition, either. These emotions are too turbulent. Trying to hear your intuition when you are upset is like trying to hear a friend on the phone when people in the room are dancing to loud music, or cheering a ball game on the television .Your friend is speaking, but you can’t hear her.


Even when you can’t hear, your intuition is always telling you things that are helpful. Sometimes you can hear it even when you are agitated, like the business-man, but if you are trying, you can hear it more often. Imagine hearing your intuit-ion every moment. You can do that, but you have to train yourself.


First, don’t go to bed angry. This may take some work, but it is worth it. Your intuition works best when you feel light. Anger is heavy. It is a big load to carry. If you have it on your shoulders when you go to sleep, it will still be there when you wake up. When you let your anger go, you lighten up. That’s when you open up, too. The same is true for every painful emotion regret, guilt, shame, jealousy, and all the rest of them. Let them all go before you sleep.


Second, clean up your diet. Alcohol, caffeine, sugar, and tobacco cause violent storms in your body. The less you use them, the better your inner weather becomes. Meat and poultry are bloated with hormones, antibodies, and chemicals. None of them is put there for your health, and none of them is healthy for you. Eat fresh and light, and that is the way you will feel. (Everyone is becoming multisensory, not just vegetarians, but why not make it easy for yourself while you are learning?)


Third, believe that you have intuition, and believe that it works. This is very important. You can’t stop your intuition from working, but you can keep yourself from hearing it. Believe that when you ask a question, you always get an answer. .The answer may not come when you think it should, or in the way that you expect. It may come that night in a dream. It may come the next day, or the next week, in a conversation with a friend. You may have to take a walk or drive into town before you can relax enough to hear it, but an answer will always come.


Last, listen to what your intuition tells you. A lot of people hear answers that they don’t like, so they pretend that they didn’t hear any answers at all.


This brings us to a very interesting question. If your intuition can give you answers that you don’t like, where do those answers come from?








T he Stockholm airport was smaller than I expected. Within minutes I was through customs and looking into the smiling eyes of my host, Jan. Welcome to Sweden!” he said, beaming as he greeted me. “Our car is waiting.” As I settled into the backseat for the long ride, he talked excitedly.


“They are all here—Saab, Volvo, SAS, the phone company, the banks—every major industry. This will be the best conference I have ever created. I am so glad you have come. We are all looking forward to your talk.”


I was not. I could barely keep my eyes open. The long flight had been exhausting, but not so much as the month before in the desert. I struggled to stay awake. My life was upside down. I had no idea what I would say, or even if I would be able to speak. In four hours we arrived in central Sweden at a small, elegant hotel, all surrounded by woods.


J have a surprise,” Ian said mysteriously. “I want you to meet the inspiration for this conference.”


Before I could say anything, he took my co-presenters and me to a small room. At one end a middle-aged Swedish man sat in a chair. After greeting us through an interpreter, he closed his eyes, seemed to go to sleep, and then suddenly opened them again. His appearance had changed, and so had everything about him.



“Welcome,” he said, through the interpreter. “I am Ambres.” “Ambres” was not the name of the man who had closed his eyes.


Oh, no! I thought. I am too tired for this. I had seen “channeling” on television. I was not impressed. I did not believe in “nonphysical beings,” and I didn’t want to listen to one (even though I had watched Grandmother Libby’s funeral with her twenty years earlier).


The next day Ian approached me at breakfast. “You can speak with Ambres anytime,” he said, smiling.  I took him up on his offer because, although I disdained nonphysical beings,” I did not want to miss the opportunity to experience one close up. When 1 saw Ambres again, only the interpreter and I were present.


“How did you learn to interpret your dreams?” Ambres asked me. I was shocked. How could Ambres know what had happened to me in the desert? Yet that is exactly what I had done. Ambres knew everything—the pain that had driven me into the desert, and what I had experienced there. He knew what I had seen, and how it had affected me. I made another appointment with him, and another. Each time we talked about my experiences in the desert, which I bad not been able to explain, even to myself.


“A flame has been ignited in you,”Ambres said, “but it is a small flame in a very large place, like a cathedral. You need to feed the flame, or it will go out.” “How do I feed the flame?” I asked.    “You talk to people,” he replied. “But Anibres,” I exclaimed, “that is what I cannot do! If I talk to people, I may lose what I learned.”


“Yes, you may fall,” he said softly, “but if you do not feed the flame it will go out anyway. You must talk to people ,” he repeated. “The love that you give to them is the love that they will give to you. That is how you feed the flame.


“Can you do that?” he asked, looking into my eyes. I thought for a moment. “Yes,” I said. “1 will try.” “Take my hands,” he said, holding them out to me, “and I will be your witness.”  (I learned later that the conference was on decision-making.) I still did not believe in “nonphysical beings,” but the only person who understood what had happened to me, and what was happening, was just that. I continued to

question everything about Ambres, and to look for tricks.


“Why,” I asked during our next meeting, “can’t you talk to me directly? Why do you need an interpreter?” I can,” replied Ambres, “but could you hear me?”


I am grateful for my skepticism because it left no doubt in me that whatever Anibres is, he is wise and he is a friend. Ambres was the first nonphysical Friend that I met, but he was not the last. Do you stop meeting friends after you have met one that is special? Of course not. I didn’t, either. Having friends is the greatest joy in the Earth school. Becoming multisensory allows you to have a lot more of them. It is like moving from a small town to a big city. There are many more people and, because of that, more friends to meet.


Not everyone meets nonphysical Friends the way that I met Ambres. Some can listen better than I could in Sweden. They do not need “channels,” much less interpreters. Everyone experiences nonphysical Friends in his or her own way. Some people hear voices. Some feel a presence. Others see pictures.


We usually think that hearing a voice, feeling a presence, or seeing pictures that others cannot hear, feel, or see happens only to people who are not well. When everyone was five-sensory, that was natural to think. Now everyone is becoming multisensory. There are still people who hear, feel, and see things that others cannot, and who are not well. The difference is that these people do not take responsibility for themselves. They think they must do what the voices inside them say. This is a very big difference.


Nonphysical Teachers do not tell you what to do. They help you see your options. They help you think through our choices. The help you understand what you are feeling and why. They help you become more loving. They guide you to the fullest use of your life. You are still the boss. You still decide what is best for you, and what is not. You may talk a decision over with friends, but when it comes time to make it, it’s up to you. That’s the way it is with nonphysical Teachers. They are Friends who share with you. Then you decide what to do.


Everyone has a nonphysical Teacher. The more your life influences other people, the more nonphysical Teachers you have. A person who lives in a remote village does not require as much assistance as a person who influences millions, such as Mother Teresa or Gandhi. The more people your life influences, the more assistance you have available to you.


Having nonphysical Friends is now a part of being healthy, not sick. As you become multisensory, you will meet non-physical Friends in your own way. Try this for a start. When you are about to say something, or do something, that you are not sure you want to say or do, ask yourself, “What is my motivation?” You will always get an answer. You may not like the answer you get, or get it when you expect, but an answer will always come. Then you can decide for yourself what to say or do.


This is how nonphysical guidance works. You ask. Then you listen. Then you decide. When you check your motivation, you automatically engage nonphysical guidance. It’s that simple. Try it and see what happens.


When you do, you will discover that you are experimenting with something very, very big.








T he minivans pulled to a stop in front of the building. Doors swung open and out poured children, their teacher, and an assistant. Like flowers they color-ed the sidewalk, laughing and talking. Come, children!’’ said the teacher, “the professor is waiting. Up the stairs they went, through doors, and into a room where a kind—looking man sat behind a table.


“Welcome,’’ he said stiffly The long—awaited talk with a real scientist had begun. What do you do?’’ asked a boy in a blue shirt. “1 study radiation, answered the professor. “What’s that?” asked the boy. “That’s light,’’ said the professor.“Like from a flashlight?” asked a girl in a yellow dress.   “Yes,” said the professor, “and more. Light that you can see is part of a continuum.”


No one knew what to say. “Do you know what a continuum is?” the professor asked. They all shook their heads “No” The professor took off his glasses.


“It’s something that doesn’t have a beginning and doesn’t have an end.” “Then where does it start?” asked a small girl with blond hair. “That’s the point,” said the professor. “It doesn’t start and it doesn’t end:’


No one said anything.


The professor tried again. “A continuum is a spectrum. Who knows what that is?” “It’s red, orange, yellow, and blue,” said the boy with glasses. “And green and violet,” added a boy beside him. “It’s a rainbow!” shouted a little girl. “Exactly,” said the professor. “A rainbow is a spectrum, but it is only a part of a bigger spectrum.”


Again, no one spoke.


He tried a third time. “Violet is at one end of the rainbow, isn’t it? Violet has a lot of energy. That means it has a high frequency.’ Take my word for it. “Red,” he continued, “is at the other end of the rainbow, isn’t it? Red doesn’t have much energy It has a ‘low frequency.’” Everyone was listening.


“But some light has a frequency that is even lower than red. It’s called infrared.” That keeps the chickens hot,” squealed a little girl. The professor knew that she was thinking about her neighborhood deli.   “Exactly,” he said. “And some light has a frequency even lower than that. There is always light with a lower frequency.

It is part of the whole spectrum, too.


“Are there other parts?” asked a little boy. “There are always other parts,” said the professor. He held up a picture of a rainbow. “This is the part of the light spectrum that you can see, but the whole light spectrum is bigger. How much bigger?” he asked no one in particular. No one could say.


“Bigger than you can imagine!” he answered himself. “It goes past red in this direction,” he said, pointing his finger to the right. “Forever! It goes past violet,” he continued, pointing his finger in the other direction. “Forever! That’s what the whole light spectrum would look like if you could see it, which you can’t.”


The professor had hit his stride. He was no longer the stiff man behind the table. When I turn on a television,” he said dramatically, “where does the picture come from?” “From television waves?” asked a girl with glasses. “Yes!” said the old professor. “And where are those waves?”     “In this room?” said the little girl again, hesitantly.  “Exactly!” said the professor . “Exactly:’


That is the way it is with nonphysical Teachers. They are in the room, too. Your eyes can’t see television signals, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t around you. If you could see everything that is around you, you would see much more than your eyes can see.


The light that your eyes can see is part of the whole light spectrum, and that spectrum that doesn’t have a beginning and doesn’t have an end. The Universe is like that, too. It doesn’t have a beginning, and it doesn’t have an end. Everything that your five senses can detect has a beginning and an end, but the Universe doesn’t.


Now we are becoming able to see a little more of the Universe. This is multisensory perception. It is like being able to see above violet into ultraviolet, or below red into infrared. We are beginning to see past the limitations of the five senses, and into nonphysical reality. That is why we are becoming aware of nonphysical Teachers.


You can’t see television signals until you get a television, even though they are in the same room with you. Nonphysical Teachers are always in the same room with you. Becoming multisensory is like getting a television. It allows you to become aware of nonphysical Teachers.


It also allows you to become aware of something else. - - Your Soul!


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