Spring has definitely SPRUNG here in Portland and it’s all I can do to not drool all over the amazing flowers blooming everywhere. I rode my bike across town today listening to Sigur Ros on my headphones, allowing my intuition to lead the way. I have an exercise on my online course called, “Intuitive Wandering” that is all about wandering (walking, biking, even driving) without a plan. I realize this is not rocket science, but I do think it’s quite *rare* to roam based on your gut instincts vs. an actual need to get somewhere. I know, for me, every time I do allow myself to wander in this way (feeling where I want to go instead of thinking about where to go), I seem to I tap into a totally different kind of energy flow. In a lot of ways, it brings back familiar feelings I had so often as a kid—playful, carefree, guided by curiosity, present, open to magic…
By following my gut today, I found myself biking through a very old and beautiful graveyard that I never knew existed (totally inspiring thoughts of life and death and living fully…gotta love a graveyard for those reminders). I also rode down several overgrown alleyways, through city parks and around all kinds of neighborhoods bursting with pink cotton candy blooms. One thing I noticed is how luxurious it felt to bike in this intuitive way—to literally stop and smell flowers, to take pictures, to take an impromptu walk in the park and to really appreciate this exact moment of Springtime glory. So often I find myself racing from one thing to the next (like we modern humans tend to do), and today’s wander really got me thinking about TIME. I thought about where it goes, how easy it is to waste it (hello facebook, instagram, email, twitter, etc…), and how I might start to replace even a little bit of this time wasted with time spent doing the exact things that bring me joy, like a simple intuitive wander.
Again, not rocket science, but a damn fine thing to aspire to.
Happy Friday everyone. Perhaps you’ll make some time for a little intuitive wandering yourself this weekend?
xo, flora
