That Little Voice – Intuition!

I know better. Or, to put a more resourceful spin on it...I am learning to hear, listen, trust and act upon that little voice, otherwise known as the voice of intuition.

Little Holly was left tied to a fence in a warehouse district during the cold spell we had in December. The wonderful people at the animal shelter picked her up, assessed her, then placed her up for adoption. As a result, we are now fortunate to have her grace our lives.

We brought her home and began building a relationship of trust. Then, it was time to bring her back to the shelter to have her spayed. This had been arranged by the animal shelter with one of their vets.

The evening before her spaying, as we approached the shelter, a little voice - a quiet one - was nagging me and making me think that this was not the way in which to handle this situation. What if, by returning her to the shelter, the smells, sights and sounds would only serve to confuse and re-traumatize her? Why not ask about having her spayed at the vet we've seen for 10 years - the one we know?

I didn't listen.

Needless to say, Holly has changed since her surgery. Her previous trust in me has been replaced by an obsessive attachment to a little ball. She sleeps with it. It's the first thing she goes for in the morning. She even wants to go for a walk with it.

Perhaps she feels that I let her down because she thought I was abandoning her when I brought her back to the shelter? Then, she was cut open, altered and put into pain and given a pain killer that affects one's thought processes. I've been on the same one so I know.

Just recently, I've been able to sit with her, stroke her and have the ball nearby, where she can see it. I'm sure that with time and love she will heal. Great news! As I typed the first draft of this post, she wandered in to see me without her ball!

Six days post-surgery, she has started spotting. In consultation with our regular vet, this is abnormal. Thus far, we've had two visits to the vet and lab tests will, hopefully, rule out Von Willebrand disease.

Animals have so much to teach us and this lesson is about listening when that quiet voice whispers - don't ignore it, for it is the voice of wisdom.

One of the reasons, this voice of intuition is being heard is because of the regular work I do at transforming my stress. As the chatter of stress is reduced, the power of the heart works its wonders, providing us with information that enriches and improves our lives.

The voice of intuition is speaking - my job is to trust and have faith that it is steering me in the right direction. That will come.

Today, she was able to sit with me for an hour, without feeling compelled to go fetch her "security ball".

Perhaps in the grander scheme of things, she needed the vet visits to learn that she is our little girl with "shattered glass" eyes and that she has come home!

My little voice is murmuring - it is saying that all will be well. I'm going to listen and have faith that it will be so.

For you to consider:

  • Have there been times when you've heard the voice of intuition and chosen to ignore it?
  • Have there been equally as many times when you've acted upon the voice of intuition?
  • Are you able to decipher the difference between the voice of intuition and the voice of "I want..."?

12 Replies to “That Little Voice – Intuition!”

  1. My inner voice reminds me of people that I have not seen or heard from for some time. If I make the effort to talk to them or at least find out about them then they will be ok.

    The times I ignore the inner voice, are when I get that phone call and hear I am too late.

  2. What a beautiful dog. She will learn to trust again and your love will make her complete.

    I remember when our dog lost her puppies to fading pupy syndrome. She was beside herself and adopted a toy bear. She took it everywhere for a week or two. It was like a surrogate baby. In time, she gave it up.

    You are right, intuition is a voice to be listened to and I am glad Holly is beginning to see the ball as just a momentary need.

  3. I normally go by my instincts rather than go through a process of careful analysis before taking action. I find that in the recent past, I am more prone to postpone action to give myself some time to reflect, particularly when expenses are involved. Perhaps senility setting in?

  4. GM,
    Do you find that when you they are in your thoughts, you often hear from them?

    Big incentive for you to listen so you can have another conversation.

    I’m already noticing progress.Thanks for your reassurance!

    Have you found a difference in how things unfold, now that you are reflecting more?

  5. I bet you thought I got lost! Not so! I had three cats that were sisters, two of the cats were too small to deliver their kittens, so I had to take them to the vet, unfortunately, they lost their babies. For days the two sisters lay with their arms around each other, and that’s the way they slept. Eventually, they helped the one sister that had eight babies. It was so neat, they each would take two to three kittens, watch them, teach them. It was most amazing to watch. She is a beautiful dog. I’m so glad y’all adopted her. As for me, I had an inner voice that told me I needed to call a girl I was acquainted with, not close, but I knew she was having deep personal problems. I put off calling her, and I will forever regret not calling as she committed suicide, the day before I finally listened to my inner voice.

  6. Judy,
    As I was reading your tale of your cats, I was thinking – what a privilege to witness this act of care. Then, in the next line, you wrote that very thing.

    Yes, sometimes the price of not listening to that little voice is steep – way too steep.

  7. Thanks for your concern, Judy.

    She doesn’t have Von Willebrands disease. (I didn’t think she did.)

    She is still spotting, although it is considerably less now. The vet who operated thought that it might just be “one of those things.” I’ll give it another day or so to see how she does.

    Her energy is high and she is beginning to have less of a fixation on the “security ball”.

    As I type she is working hard at garnering my attention, lifting my typing hand up off the keyboard with her nose. I ignored her and she’s gone under the desk. Protesting with a big sigh. Oh my, such a neglected dog! LOL!

    We’ll head out shortly for a bit of training before lunch. My lunch, that is. 🙂

  8. I am so glad! Have you trained other dogs? When I look into her eyes, she has such an intelligent about her. Almost human. I can see why you fell in love with her.

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