The missing puzzle piece
My girlfriend and I were doing a jigsaw puzzle. As we looked at the picture that we were finishing, we noticed that one piece was missing. When you do puzzles, pieces fall to the floor. We checked the floor, the various boxes we were using and still no sight of the missing piece.
When my girlfriend said, "I wonder where the missing piece is?" I felt my hands move as if on their own. As I sat there like a spectator, I watched as my palms moved smoothly over the puzzle, feeling for a missing piece underneath. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. I had no idea why I would think that there was a piece underneath the surface of the puzzle.
As my hand moved around, I suddenly felt something that I knew by feel was the missing piece. Instead of lifting the surface of the area we had put together I sat back and looked at the puzzle surface. There was no bump, no hint that anything was underneath. Even when I looked at the area where I now knew there was the missing piece, there was no clue, no raised area to indicate that I should feel the surface and find something underneath.
I lifted the surface, took out the missing piece and inserted it into the puzzle to finish it. Then I sat back considering how we all have this type of instinctive intelligence. The only clue I had to activate it was my girlfriend asking a question — "Where is the missing piece?" I knew from personal experience that the whole phenomenon of intuition is activated by asking a question.
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Missing Objects
After I experienced finding the missing puzzle piece, I started contemplating how something will cause our hands or other body parts to move independently of our intentions.
Once I was looking for my house keys. I had them in my hand, but something distracted me and I could no longer find them. I looked at every area where I thought the keys would be and still nothing.
In frustration, as I was standing in the kitchen I said out loud. "I wonder where the keys are?" As soon as I started saying these words, my head turned and I found myself staring into one area of the kitchen. I walked over to that spot and behind a kitchen utensil were the missing keys. There was no reason I could state why my head turned on its own to look at that spot. Here was another instance of an instinctive intelligence being activated. There was no reason I could state why my head turned on its own to look at that spot. Here was another instance of an instinctive intelligence being activated.
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Saying yes but shaking your head no
There are some things that can be irritating. For example, one of my friends always noticed when you said Yes and your head shook No. She would always point out that your mind said one thing and your body said another.
Instead of wondering who is right — your mind or the movement of your body which is activated by your subconscious — it is worthwhile to consider that when you say one thing and your head is moving up and down or sideways saying another, that you should consider both sides of the issue.
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When the hand points toward the body
As a clairvoyant, I'm very sensitive to energy shifts in people's bodies. I noticed that when a person said something like, "I feel sad," often their hand would point to an area of their body. That area would also be the spot where I would notice an energy shift. If a person said, "sad" I would see a gray energy in that part of their body. If they were talking about "frustration" the energy would be reddish in color. And if they said "tension" the area had a unique form of dark energy.
When people say "I had an insight," they either point to the middle of their forehead or toward one of their temples. If they talk about headaches or mental discomfort, their hand points toward different parts of their head.
Individuals who speak about finding a quiet space in their body often point toward their lower abdomen.
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Seeing in the dark
I was on my way home. It was pitch dark outside. I could not see the sidewalk as the section of the street where I was walking was not lit by a street lamp. For no reason I could explain, my body moved downward and I scooped up some papers with my right hand. Even as I walked toward a lit section of the street I could tell that what I felt in my hand was money, I just didn't know how much. It was only two dollars, but it was worth more than that in experience.
Because of its randomness, it's hard to figure out how this works, but I feel it's worth mentioning as it opens the doorway to dialogue about such subject matters.