You may not know this, but I’m one of the hardest working senses you have. Yeah, the others, taste, touch, smell, sight and sound are cool, but they ain’t got nothing on me. I’m that little voice inside your head…no, not the one telling you to kill your neighbor for letting their dog take a crap in your yard again, I’m the other one…the one you should pay attention to.
That’s why I’m here…I’m fed up. Most people ignore me. I'm not exactly sure why...I only exist to help you. I work very closely with your brain and the other senses. Your mind is constantly processing information, taking pictures, if you will, of your environment. It’s sifting through the massive amounts of information at such an accelerated rate your conscious mind can’t focus on that and allow you to pay attention to your immediate surroundings at the same time. That’s where your subconscious comes in. It processes all of the available data, and feeds a single message to your brain telling you to go for it or run like hell. That’s me, I’m the message.
But I don't really speak, do I? Nah.
When there aren't words available to communicate, you interpret via your feelings. When I whisper what your subconscious wants you to know, the hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention. You get goosebumps or nervous knots...an immediate physical response to the message. It’s a pretty impressive system, if I do say so myself…and I do!
OK, so you got that? Maybe? Well, I’ll give you an example: You're a single gal. You meet a guy. He is F-I-N-E, funny and he smells like heaven. You have a great conversation and now he wants to get your number. You’re not altogether comfortable with that, so you offer to take his information. He only gives you his work number and tells you it’s because he’s hardly at home and that’s the best place to reach him. Even though your other senses have been swept away by this magnificent creature, your subconscious sends me to tell you:
“He’s married! He's lying! Red alert! Red alert!”
You get that feeling that something is not quite right here. Ideally, the next thing you would do it put his number in the nearest available waste bin…but oh no! You actually call him. Why? I just told you everything you needed to know. What part of “He’s married!” was confusing? You end up having a relationship with Mr. Fine, it ends terribly and you can’t figure out why you get getting these losers! It’s all I can do not to jump out of your head and smack you myself! Then when you tell your girlfriends the latest installment of your drama, you all always start out with the same line: “I should have known something was wrong…the way he said/did xyz, made me kind of suspicious…”
Kind of suspicious? Really?!? I told you to run a year ago!
Do you see why I am so frustrated? This is a major problem! You and I were born together. You came to this life with me in your arsenal. We have the same interests here: YOU. I want you to be happy. I want you to be at peace, but you have to listen! Not only listen, but take action. If I tell you to run, just do it. No questions asked. Trust me, I wouldn’t tell you unless I got the signal that there was danger. If I tell you he’s lying, believe me! I’ve got your back!
Whew! Alright, I’ll dial it down. I get really anxious about this stuff. When you don’t listen to me and you do the exact opposite of what you should be doing, it makes me look bad. Who wants to look bad?
Imagine this: You and your best friend are on a boat in the middle of the ocean. Your friend decides to take a swim. A few minutes after she dives in you see a most unwelcome sight: a sizable grey triangle slicing through the water towards her. You yell and wave your arms: "Shark! Shark!" Your friend turns to look, but can't quite see it from her point of view. She's heard what you said, but she won't get out of the water, she's waiting for more proof that it's actually a shark. For some odd reason, your warning is not enough. She decides to wait until the shark bites her. She believes you now, but it's too late.
That’s almost effin' unbelievable, right?
That’s almost effin' unbelievable, right?
Welcome to my world.
