14 Days of Being Brave and Listening to My Intuition
Generally speaking, I’d say that I’m good at understanding my intuition.
The problem is: I don’t always act on it!
So I came up with a challenge to get me out of my comfort zone.
I decided to ride the energy of Lunar New Year and do one brave thing every day for 14 days, starting Feb 17.
Mar 3: Kept writing for hours until something useful came out
Wanted to start (and finish) February’s monthly on time. Was blocked for hours and kept pushing myself to produce something that would somehow make sense.
As always the outcome is a total surprise and I’m glad that I decided against a cool layout this time to focus on words only.
Mar 2: Did a stretching session.
I want to improve my splits (side+middle) and backbend this year, but somehow always find excuses. Working on flexibility seems too boring in comparison to other more dynamic exercises, but I never regret a session and know that a little bit more yin energy would benefit me. (Although deep stretching makes me sweat!)
Mar 1: Stayed calm and respectful while addressing an emotional topic.
Didn’t point fingers. Win.
Feb 28: Was confronted with many unusual situations.
Kept smiling and wasn’t too awkward (at least that’s what I’m telling myself), even though it wasn’t easy to navigate.
Feb 27: Kept going despite anxious mind chatter
No matter how loud it gets, I’m always in control of where I put my energy.
Feb 26: Allowed myself to (selfishly) enjoy my day
Feb 25: Spent the whole day in nature and decided against writing about it
I need a break from writing too much about things I’m experiening and let the experiences be instead.
Feb 24: Knew when to stop pushing myself and closed my laptop for a break
Feb 23: Sent an application for a role that might suit me perfectly after countless hours of polishing and a gazillion revisions.
Wish me luck.
Feb 22: Sent a message to someone I haven’t talked to in a long time.
I thought about messaging her all week long. We’ve been close in the past, and then life happened. I was afraid of reaching out, was overthinking it and pretended that my concern wasn’t that important.
This issue came up in two seperate dreams and I don’t need a third dream (or another sign from the universe) to remind me that I should go for it.
Felt very relieved when I hit send and from one perspective her response doesn’t even matter anymore, because I played my part. (Of course I’m still curious.)
Feb 21: Went to a muscle up workshop. Tried and succeeded at my last rep of a banded muscle up, even though my mind told me I would fail.
I already did two successful banded muscle up and and wanted to stop - walk away with the feeling of success. However, my body wanted to push for a final rep, but my mind told me I didn’t have enough strength anymore.
I made a split-second decision to go for it, overriding the doubt, and succeeded.
Feb 20: Shared something vulnerable in front of a group of people.
Felt awkward and forgave myself.
Feb 19: Published a post I started two months ago and was too scared to finish.
Proud of the progress, and reminding myself that I’m allowed to grow slow and gently, as a writer and human.
Feb 18: Turned off my phone at 8 pm and didn’t check messages for the next 20h.
Feb 17: Introduced myself to labyrinth, a creative community as a ‘storyteller and artist’.
Period. Didn’t explain my tech background or why I’m ‘not qualified’. Felt good to not overexplain and embrace this identity.