Awareness is now yet it’s not always of now. Past, present, future come through not always in consecutive order and sometimes all at once.
Intuition is more lyrical than linear. Meaning is derived through tone. Vibrations known, seen, heard, and felt through one’s channel of experience.
Comfort with mystery is key to opening the doors to seeking and sorting the rainbow. Gold isn’t at the end; it is within the embodiment of the full spectrum. Gold is shining your being as the rainbow though the clouds. Really listening to what is meant to be now, now, and now.
Things don’t always make logical sense, and that doesn’t make them right or wrong. What idea were you basing it all around anyhow?
The arrowhead will always fly forward when released with intention. See the hill, and say yes to one foot in front of the other, and it all fits together somehow. Maybe not logically, but perfectly wonderfully.
My intuitive artist’s statement aka a more literal example…
When I post sometimes it happened weeks ago. Sometimes it’s a future vision yet to be embodied. Sometimes it’s instant inspiration. Always it’s a response to a calling to be expression of Source through me as me.