Holding Our Intuition’s Hand. {poetry}

“Belief consists in accepting the affirmations of the soul;

unbelief, in denying them.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson


Intuition, why do we question you so much?

Wouldn’t life be easier if we make you our best friend?

Wouldn’t it be easier to embrace you, love you, nurture you,

and give you the benefit of the doubt?

Wouldn’t you keep us away from trouble,

heartaches, headaches and stomachaches?


Why not open our heart to your advice?

You have proven to be right every time.

Why not open the door and invite you

to sit at the dinner table?

There, we could have an honest conversation.

You can tell us how far sometimes we try

to run away from ourselves.

You can tell us how to ground ourselves

and stay in touch with our own advice.

You can show us the art of listening and

attuning to our needs, to trust our voice,

to let our best judgment flow

and tell us

the path that is right for us.


We could cry together about life.

We could laugh until late at night

about the ways we handled our past,

that which life brought to our hands.


Intuition, why not listen to you?

You are that gentle, nurturing but firm voice.

Your presence has been with us

during times of turmoil and lack of control.

But, amidst chaos,

have we noticed your presence at all?


Intuition, how much do you know us?

You grew inside like a small and tiny seed

since those naïve and daring young days.

You have witnessed hurt and sorrow

through every one of life’s disappointments,

becoming strong and wise,

getting to know us

as the palm of your hand.

But the clouds of life silenced you many times.

The turmoil and loud noises swallowed your voice.

And the outsiders’ voices diminished your greatness.


Intuition, do you deserve this abandonment?

Do you deserve this lack of acknowledgement?

Do you deserve being questioned one more time?


Intuition, why not open ourselves to you?

Because some time ago

We learned our voice had no worth

We learned our opinion had no weight

We learned that in order to grow

painfully grow

we had to listen deep within

and we do not want to be in pain.


But you persist and stay with us, hopeful and eager to help,

in spite of our neglectful manners toward you again and again.

You remain grounded with your feet planted on solid earth,

waiting for us to come back to find ourselves again.

You witness our sorrow but know the wiser way to avoid

falling into new disappointments and despair

one more time.


There is one thing we need to learn from you.

We need to learn to discern your voice from the crowd.

We need to learn to notice your voice when it gets confused

with that voice that self-punishes, invalidates and distorts our view.

We need to attune our hearing to the clever sound of your voice.

We need to imagine all the possible turns our lives can take

If we commit to you

If we see you as our greater companion

If we acknowledge no one has greater wise advice

than the one that comes from you.


Intuition, you have been waiting for us to return,

and here we are, open, eager and decided!

We have decided to give you the place you deserve in our lives.

We raise our hands in front of you, promising loyalty

We etch your words in stone

We record your words in our heart

We will create a song that reminds us of you

We will talk about you to family and friends

We will be eager to sit with you every day

close our eyes and listen,

practice listening,

until we get used to the gentle, loving tone

of your voice.


This is our love poem to you, intuition.

I hope you accept our pledge for forgiveness

for leaving you.

I wish you receive and stay with us.

This is our chance to know what we are made of.

Intuition of our life, we hold your hand

really loving you and trusting you again.


“Intuition is always right in at least two important ways.

It is always in response to something.

It always has your best interest at heart” ~ Gavin de Becker


MerariFernandezMerari Fernandez is a native Puerto Rican woman, who has found in writing the power of healing herself and the world. Encouraged as a child to put her mind into writing by her grandmother, she has found it beneficial when she cannot find the spoken words and when she has something important to say that can shake someone’s perspective. She is a therapist in private practice in Chicago at The Healing Journey Psychotherapy, and has devoted her life to work with survivors of abuse as well as with any suffering human being who has come to her for support and help. She loves Yoga, animals, the sun, the moon, the sea and the forest and anything that claim to be alive. Although, she feels deeply connected to her past ancestors. She continuous finds new ways to be present with her current life and is open to what life brings to her.


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