Insight: Our God-Given Gift

From the great amount of knowledge now available to the individual, many concepts of what we are all about are being sold, added to the traditional concepts that have been with us thousands of years. Which is more reliable, intuition or conception? Intuition comes from the individual and his experiences in life, plus the personality with which the individual is born. Conception comes from those we give credit to for being authorities.

I've been absolutely convinced that there are many events in my life, too many to be coincidence, that numerologists and astrologers predicted, events that took place due to the negative and positive aspects of my personality, that are the reason I'm where I am. With Uranus on my astrological ascendant, I'm "Aquarius rising." There are other aspects of my astrological configuration, as well, that make me the "water-bearer to humanity," a messenger.

My message: It is of utmost importance that we know we are each born with a special mission, and that we intuit what that mission is-that we just know our mission no matter what anyone says. I've heard famous people say they knew from an early age what they wanted to be. There are child prodigies, children with "gifts." Gifts from where or whom? Sadly, there are more people who drift through life unaware of any purpose. I can't think of a valid reason for it. The only reason can be that they are dumbed down by the establishment.

As I look back on my early life, I had visions of being an explorer, but being insecure, I didn't think I'd amount to much. Of course I didn't want that known. I built an ego-self, blocked my God-self. The fact of what I'd done to myself didn't come to me until my mid-life crises. It was perfectly obvious to me that I was not loved, that I was being used. At the time, it was not obvious to me that I was not giving love. In any event, I intuited that I was going to have to reinvent myself, and I couldn't do that when everyone knew me for what I was. I would have to be where no one knew me, and there would be unpleasant consequences if I removed myself. I had to weigh the pros and cons.

Of what use was I to myself or anyone else? I thought out a plan that would give me what I wanted, and those I left behind a fair distribution of my accumulation. Every night for three nights I dreamed of flying on the back of a giant bird through a narrow, winding canyon unable to see around the bends. I woke up terrified.  There were unpleasant consequences I had to work through. Was it worth doing? I was prepared for the consequences. I never looked back.

My reality is the result of my own intuition. The explorer in me emerged. I went to Florida, bought a 37 foot sloop I name Bold Venture, and set sail in the South Atlantic. I lived on my boat two years. My intuition paid off. When everything could easily have gone wrong, everything went right.

I can only speak for myself. I started out feeling that I was someone of little importance. While at sea, I learned that I was possessed of inexplicable personal power. I had never felt loved nor had I given love. Miraculously, the right woman for me appeared-someone I could dearly love and who would love me. To me, to love and be loved is the most wonderful thing that can happen to a body and spirit.

In my early life, before my miraculous transformation, success hinged on having a great home in a good neighborhood, furnished lavishly, and filled with happy children and a beautiful wife, and of course a car less than two years old. It stressed me out.

Today, I don't have much, but everything I need. I've worried that one day I'd end on the street. Somehow something always turns up that keeps me living comfortably, but not excessively. These are the happiest years of my life. I became the explorer. I went to sea for two years. More lately, my wife and I purchased an RV and traveled two years. We still live in our RV, backed up to a sheep pasture, Bear Mountain in the background. I dreamed of retiring in the mountains. What more could anyone ask than what I have?

Since my departure in 1975, I've lived by my intuition. My life is solid evidence of success. There is the evidence that the concepts of recognized authorities are the prime reason I lived in a state of turmoil. What would the world be if each of us lived by our intuition? The world can't say. Rhetorically, who is at fault for the 9-11 event? Since the year one, existing by the concepts of authorities, the world has existed in chaos.