Hotline to universal intelligence – Day 175

Gut instinct, universal intelligence, the source, call it what you will, but I really feel I am in touch with it at the moment. This I put down to the fact that I have clambered off the hamster wheel for a bit because I am so distracted by my dad’s illness.

A little more quiet has allowed a tiny bit of something to sneak in through the cracks. Some days I just know there is a greater force guiding me.

Today, I had a meeting at the BBC and felt 100% certain that I was going to bump into somebody for an important reason. When my host took a quick detour to the kitchen area to make a brew, I heard my name being called. It was the husband of a very dear friend who I have been meaning to hook up with for aeons. She has MS and he explained that she is having a really hard time at the moment. My friend needs me and I only found out because of this chance meeting.

I have learnt that it is always best to act on these things. Many years ago, when I was in my early 20s, I just knew which horse was going to win the Grand National and went round telling anybody who’d listen, to back it.

When race day arrived, I woke up and told myself that it was bullshit. Of course I didn’t know who was going to win the Grand National. Why would I? I was just some local hack who knew nothing.

I didn’t watch the race, but found out the result when a slew of people telephoned to thank me for the great tip-off. Some had won a lot of money. ‘How much did you bet?’ they asked. I felt like a right idiot when I confessed that I hadn’t put a single penny on the winning horse. ‘But you sounded so sure,’ they said. And I was. Doh!

Now, I always trust my gut instinct (well most of the time, I’m not perfect!). I am also sure it is possible to hone the skill of tuning into this invisible frequency. I don’t quite know how, but I will find a way.

Personal manifesto

The universe has SO got my back!



  1. Talk about not trusting our own intuition. I once asked my tarot cards about a brother-in-law who was going to court for growing a basementful of marijuana. That’s intention to traffic (or something) and it’s very serious and he was sure as hell going to jail. But the cards said no, he wouldn’t be. He was worried sick but I didn’t tell him what the cards said because I was sure I had misinterpreted them and I didn’t want to get his hopes up. Sure as shit, though, the case was thrown out on a technicality and he walked away a free man.

    It’s knowing the difference between intuition and wishful thinking that is the challenge!


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