Trusting Myself

Normally, I have a pretty sensitive gut...instinct, and I've learned over the years to listen to it, pay attention to that little nagging feeling I get. I had an encounter last week with a 'poser' and though my initial reaction was to listen, nod my head and walk away, which eventually I did, I second guessed myself. The truth came out, and I KNEW it, down deep, I knew the truth, and yet I was surprised by it because I'd let myself be blinded by a kind action. Kindness is easy to fake, for a time... I'd actually felt guilt for having doubted this person, because their kindness blinded me to that initial gut reaction to them. But, a lie always reveals itself, given time, because it can not exist in the Light of day. When truth was revealed, I rebuked myself, not them (for they are who they are) but myself. I should have known better, I should have trusted my inner man (my spirit that resides in this heap of flesh).

I learned from it, so it wasn't' a complete waste. I learned that there is ingrained in us all an awareness, a natural instinct of right and wrong. We all need to learn to be sensitive to it, listen to it, trust it. It's as important a sense to us as our taste, our sight...and once developed, it rarely lets us down.

So, I was duped. Not because I was unaware, but because I doubted my instincts. Shame on me. Fortunately, it cost me nothing; and in actuality, it reinforced what I already knew and yet had taken for granted. Wake up, the world will take advantage of you if you let it. I'll not let it happen again, at least not for a very long time. And by then, it'll probably be time for me to learn it again.