Tuesday, May 22, 2007


I had the weirdest dream early this morning.

I dreamt that my hubby, Steve, and I were in Hawaii????? (Not even a priority on my places to visit.) We were coming back to our car from some tour, and he told me to "quick, get in the car, as an avalanche was coming." Now, it was a sunny day, but seconds after I got to the car he was gunning the engine to outrun the river of snow and ice.

I know that ALL kinds of explanations can be drawn from that.

But here's what I think my mind was doing.

Steve had told me over the weekend how glad he was that he'd hired several interns for the summer and was also in the hiring process for several other positions. One of his guys asked him how he knew to make those hiring decisions when at the time, there really wasn't enough work to warrant it. (avalance of business?)

Could it be 30 years of experience?

I think meeting new people can be as intuitive as the above story. Something either tells me "RUN!" or stay around awhile to get to know this new person.

Probably the same 30 years of experience.

What are you intuitive about?


Angie Weid said...

If I listen to my "gut instinct" on people, I fair well. The trick is at times I do not listen to my gut. Later, I say to myself, "what was I thinking?!"

Perhaps in 30 years, I'll start listening to myself.

On the dream: I LOVE dreams! I dream in vivid colors and details....it's just crazy! Analyzing dreams is great.

Louise Kahle said...

I was at a party and saw a man walk in the door who I thought was pretty cute. I followed him into the kitchen and married him five months later. 35 years later, we're thinking it's going to work out!
I have learned to trust my gut when I get an idea and it has served me well.

Sandy of Sandy's Stuff for Women said...

I have fairly accurate intuitive instincts about first-time customers in my store. I first thought about why this occurs while reading the excellent book, Blink, by Malcolm Gladwell.

There's something about how some women act when they initially walk in (emitting a sort of "don't talk to me, leave me alone aloofness) that says to me, "They're not going to spend a penny."

I'm almost always right.