Intuition is Inconvenient

May 11, 2021 WINTER ROBINSON

Lately, I have noticed that my pace of life is out of step with my inner core. I always seem to be too busy to stop and read, or sit watching the birds. With spring on our doorstep life has become even busier with the outside world straining to gain my attention. I have gardens to prepare and plant, chickens to protect from foxes, and lots of cleaning, painting and discarding of the old that needs to get done. I can easily justify that I will get around to paying attention to my intuition once “X” is done (and we all know that “X” is never ending).

That said, I have been revisiting the concept of intuition and how I manage to ignore her. How many times have I had a clear hit about something I needed to do but didn’t, either because I just didn’t want to or it was inconvenient at the time? Or more likely, my intuition was advising against something that I really wanted to do.

The Best Place to Hide a Lie

August 5, 2020 WINTER ROBINSON

August Musings

August in Maine. While the coronavirus appears to be falling in Maine it is heating up in the rest of the country. Once the tourists leave we may find our numbers growing. And still the debate about everything in general goes on.

The Truth Will Never Be Hidden, Everything Eventually Finds Its Way to the Light

February 18, 2018 WINTER ROBINSON

Sixteen years ago I wrote Kezar, a novel about Light and Dark forces. In it Morgaine, the protagonist, uses feminine power that we have kept hidden for centuries. From the opening:

The Way of Darkness is deeply rooted in our society⏤many of its beliefs part and parcel of our culture. When did the Light and Dark become separate? Was it when we began to spend more time working, making money, and less time simply Being? Is it because thinking has become paramount to feeling, to sensing? Perhaps the world is shutting down. Nothing makes sense any more. Not death, where nothing changes and life, where nothing stays the same.

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