What is Intuition?

What is your intuition?

Ever had that feeling that you know something is going to happen before it happens? Ever felt the need to bring a jacket or umbrella, even thought it's a sunny day, only for it to start pouring rain? Or ever met someone and they’ve felt so familiar, like you’ve known them before, and you just knew that you had to have them in your life? Or on the flip side, felt that something about a person you met didn’t feel right, and you don’t know how, but they aren’t someone you want to be around? 

Well, that is your intuition.

It is having the ability to know or understand things without proof or evidence. This undeniable feeling that washes over you of a full body knowing. This knowing can’t be explained how you know, and if you try and make logical sense of it, you won’t be able to, and as a result, might try and talk yourself out of it.

When we first start our healing journey, it can be hard to tell what our intuition is, and what is anxiety and something that isn’t true for us, and I hear you! I’ve walked that line and betrayed myself over and over, rationalising that my intuitive feeling wasn’t logical and didn’t make sense, so didn’t do what I was being pulled to; whether that’s to reach out to a friend and it turns out they’ve just started crying and needed support, stop dating someone because I knew deep down it wasn’t right, even all the way to bringing my umbrella because my intuition told me it was going to rain! Haha - YES! She tells me things like that too!

When we open ourselves up to our intuition, it creates a deeper sense of trust, flow, and freedom, not just in ourselves, but in life itself. It’s a remembrance that we are not alone in navigating this world; that we are always being gently guided and held by a power far greater than us, whether you call it Source, the Creator, the Divine, or Life itself.

For feminine beings, this intuitive connection often resides in the body, in the quiet whispers beneath the noise of expectation, performance, and pressure. When we soften into ourselves and release the compulsion to strive, impress, or prove, we begin to access a deeper well of wisdom. A place where we no longer force outcomes but allow life to flow through us, gracefully, sensually, and with deep trust.

Reconnecting with this part of us isn't about doing more, but about connecting more, being more. It's a return to our natural rhythm, where intuition becomes our compass, and flow becomes our natural way of life.

Let me tell you about the first time I heard my intuition…

It was 2020, my Dad had been in ICU for 10 days and we had taken him off life support the day before. We had been told we could go in and see him anytime we wanted; we didn’t need to wait for visiting hours.

As we arrive at 8 am that day, after a 40-minute drive, we wait in a single file line to enter the hospital, after 20 minutes we reach the counter and the receptionist tells us we can’t go in and see him as it is outside of visiting hours. For some reason I didn’t feel upset or worried, I just knew that we would be let in, we calmly asked them to phone his Dr to check and not a second later his Dr showed up at the desk and said, “what are you doing down here, I told you to go straight on up”. And he escorted us to Palliative Care.

The day before we had spent 6 hours in his room, hearing him wheeze and struggle to breath, it was hard, however my Mum tends to be incredibly upbeat and positive when faced with difficult situations. We joked about how his pneumonia breathing, saying “if you closed your eyes it kinda just sounded like he’d fallen asleep on the couch haha”, we talked about all the things we were going to miss about him, and the things we weren’t! We shared with the nurses coming and going what sort of a person he was, and it was truly a beautiful way to see him off in this life.

We arrive in the room; his breathing is slow and very laboured. My Mum tells my Dad that we are here now and it’s ok, he can go and be with his Mum, Dad, Brother and Sister now, it’s ok and he can leave. And within 1 minute he took his last breath, and he was gone.

In that moment I had this KNOWING come over my body that it was going to be OK. I was going to be OK. I didn’t need to worry, everything was going to be OK.

It was the first time I had felt a connection with something greater than me and the world I knew.

I didn’t know where that feeling came from, but I knew it felt better than thinking and believing I had lost my Dad and my world as I knew it would never be the same again.

Since then, my life hasn’t been smooth sailing, however, I can’t help but return to this inner knowing that everything is going to be OK. And it has been. No matter what, there are always synchronicities, coincidences, CRAZY things have just flowed into my life as if completely RANDOM. And I probably would’ve put it down to that if I hadn’t have had that experience after my Dad passed.

And let me tell you about the second time I heard it, and didn’t believe it…

I was a year into my healing journey, 13 months after my Dad had died, I was reading Self-Help books every day, all day, realising all the ways I sabotaged and abandoned myself, acknowledging that I wasn’t where I wanted to be, I was right in the thick of it. It was excruciating, AND I loved that I finally FELT SOMETHING! After decades of suppressing my emotions wanting to please others, I was finally giving myself permission to feel.

Waking up, journaling, crying, spending so much time by myself, and starting to become aware of all the things I was doing that weren’t helping the cause.

I had just finished reading the book “Setting Boundaries” by Dr Rebecca Ray (my favourite book that I have returned to time and time again) and was beginning to learn what my needs were and how to create a sense of self-worth. As someone who was brought up being told directly and indirectly that I needed to abandon my needs if I wanted to be loved and accepted, it was a big wake up call for me.

My relationship was at the brunt of it. I was now so aware of all the things he wasn’t giving me, and I was openly trying to communicate with him to get him to change so they could be met. It wasn’t going well. His wounds were being activated, and things would sometimes get heated. 

But he told me every night that he loved me, he had said many times he wanted to marry me and I felt secure in my connection with him, I trusted that we would get through this and it was going to be OK. I was, after all, a step up from his drug addicted ex-wife, I believed we were solid and could work things out.

It was a Saturday night, our friends invited us to have snacks and drinks on the Town Green, I had been such a hermit for months and not wanting to socialise, but decided to go anyway. I stayed for 2 hours and decided to leave. My boyfriend said he would stay and continue on at our friends house. I didn’t think twice about it, I knew he could look after himself.

Later that night, as I was settling into bed, about 10pm, I tried to call him to see what time he was going to be home. I wanted to know if I should leave the light on, he didn’t answer so I left it on anyway. What’s the harm I thought? He was either going to come home or crash on our friend's couch, no big deal.

I’m doing my nightly wind down routine, running through my day in my head, going through all the conversations I had as a way to self soothe (don’t recommend doing haha), when BAM! 

I had a thought that my partner and friend had hooked up. 

I was confused and shocked. Where did this come from? Why did that pop into my head? Is it anxiety? WTF is going on!

And then, started a 2-hour spiral. 2 hours of panic.

What I was going to do, say, would I stay with my boyfriend? Would I stay friends with my friend? What’s going to happen now? 

Finally, I got to the realisation that this spiralling out of control wasn’t helping me and there was nothing that I could do to change it. If it did happen, I’ll deal with it in the morning. I thought “you don’t even know if it did happen, it could just be a thought, let’s wait and see”.

The next day rolls over. I wake up, feeling hyper-aware and just waiting to see what happens. My girlfriend who I was out with last night messages me and sees how I’m feeling, I thought “ok, seems like everythings normal, why would she message me if she hooked up with my boyfriend”. My ex returns home after his surfing competition. It’s like I’m waiting to see if I’m still dreaming or not. And he says

“I need to tell you something…”

And he continues to confess what happened the night before. That he cheated with my friend. It was the weirdest experience. Because I already knew. I already knew this had happened. I felt a combination of numb, and also peace and clarity. It didn’t really affect me, however I knew that there were emotions to be felt.

That was the second time I heard my intuition.

Now, a word of warning with this last story, as someone who has suffered extremely with relationship anxiety since that moment, I’m not suggesting that everytime you receive a thought that our partner has cheated that it’s true, with intuitive thoughts like this we need to be able to use our discernment and step into our wise embodied self before moving forward. I am sharing because I wanted to give you some real life examples of when I personally experienced this DEEP inner KNOWING that turned out to be true and was reflected in my world around me.

Reconnecting with your intuition is a way to create a deeper sense of inner guidance, trust and allowing the wisdom of the universe to come through and into our bodies. Women are the portal for creation and give birth to life in this world, our connection to our intuition is sacred and something to be honoured and trusted.