Heightened Intuition in the Sky

I took my grown daughter to Negley Park in Lemoyne, PA for the first time on Saturday.  It sits on a big hill and overlooks Harrisburg and the Susquehanna River.  I dislike the cliff’s edge but I love being up high and close to what could be heaven.

My intuition is stronger the higher up I go.  One of my favorite parts of my flight attendant job at United in the mid 70’s was hanging out in the cockpit and letting my intuition soar.  Convention and inhibitions did not bind me.  Instead I felt free.  Sometimes I told the pilots their future because it came so easily. 

When I fly for vacation, I always take my tarot cards.  I don’t want to offend my seatmates, since I feel my belief system should not be broadcast in such a tight space, but I do love to pull out cards and lay them out on my lap.  First I ask my seatmates if they mind.  I tend to get friendly seatmates who ask for advice or comfort, which is lovely.  When I am in the sky I feel at home, earthy and spiritual.

Maybe you can try out your intuition the next time you fly.  Or when you are on a mountainside.  Or when you stand in the wind on a small hill.  It’s spring.  Time for anything natural to rock.