Are you aware of when your spirit guides are trying to send you information that can prevent tragedy?
About a year ago I was coming home from a search and rescue mission and feeling really good about the work we’d done that day. I hadn’t eaten in many hours and decided to get some Mexican food at a place I’d never been to before.
I pulled in to the parking spot in front of the restaurant. Just as I’m turning off my car, I hear my guides say “Don’t!” in my ear. It was loud. I said, “What?” And I heard it again. This time it was “No! Not here!”
It was such a loud and clear warning that I turned my car back on and started to back out of the parking spot.
Then my logic got activated. “Wait a minute. What could possibly go wrong here? Why would they be warning you about eating at this restaurant? What’s the worst thing that could happen? Some food poisoning? You’ll be fine. Get on in there.”
So I pulled back in. I was determined to try this new restaurant. I used my free will to go completely against my guides’ warning. This would come back to bite me, hard.
I walked inside and was the only customer. I scanned the menu and finally decided to get some tacos to go. The smell of fresh, homemade crunchy tortillas was mouthwatering. I was really excited to get home and eat those tacos.
I got home, got my tacos on a plate, and started eating. Yum. Amazing homemade flavor. Yeah, I’m totally enjoying these tacos. Feeling really good. Ouch! What just happened?
The edge of the tortilla was a bit too hard and I felt something wrong in my mouth. I spit everything out, and realized immediately what happened when my tongue brushed painfully up against the jagged edges of my cracked tooth.
Third tooth from the back, broken to pieces. I can’t even tell you how upset I was. I remember thinking, ‘Oh man, if I just hadn’t eaten there, maybe I’d still have an intact tooth.”
You might be thinking this is where the story ends, lesson learned right? Wrong. It got much worse.
I went to the dentist three days later. The tooth would need to be shaved down and prepared for a crown. Self-employed, no dental insurance, I’m looking at $800. Those are some expensive tacos! But you gotta do what you gotta do.
So he injected the Novocain and got to work. Six shots of Novocain for the one tooth. Except the Novocain wasn’t working so he injected six more shots. My tooth finally got numb and he proceeded with the work.
Three and a half hours later I went home and waited for the Novocain to wear off. Lesson learned right? Wrong. It was going to get worse.
After the Novocain wore off I realized I couldn’t feel my tongue. It wasn’t “coming back” like all the rest of the tissue in my mouth. The next day it was still numb. I couldn’t taste anything.
I called the dentist and he said sometimes that happens and to come see him in a day if I still didn’t have feeling in my tongue.
I was freaking out a bit because my sense of taste is really important to me.
After another day, no change. I had no sensation on the right side of my tongue and just a little bit of sensation on the left. I went back to the dentist and he admitted that he probably severed the nerve to my tongue while he was giving me the Novocain shots.
I said, “When is it going to heal?”
And he said, “It depends on whether I severed the nerve or just nicked it. But I’ve had people for whom it took 6 months to a year to heal.”
“Are you serious?” I said. “I may not be able to taste food for a year?”
He said, “Well, uh, honestly, it might never come back. I’m so sorry.”
I was really devastated. I consulted with all manner of dental professionals and they all agreed that they had no way to fix it, no way to tell how bad the damage was, and we’d have to wait and see.
I can’t tell you much I wished I had listened to my guides that day and not gone into that taco shop.
A year later I’ve had some sensation return and I can taste food at about 50% of the intensity as before.
But this whole experience was a reminder. A reminder that there are guides looking after us on the other side who are trying to help us on our path. And a reminder that logic can often talk you out of listening to that guidance.
Even an intuitive such as myself is not immune to the logic trap. I know firsthand what happens when you ignore those intuitive warnings. I pay more careful attention now. Even when I don’t know why I’m receiving a warning, I still heed it. It’s not worth the risk to second guess the intuition.
For example, a week ago I was on my way to a meeting. It was just starting to rain, which is so rare in Vegas, so the roads can get pretty slippery and unsafe.
I was trying to decide if I should take the freeway or the streets and decided to take the freeway because it was much faster. Then I noticed Miranda Lambert’s song on the radio, “Something Bad” whose lyrics include “Something bad’s about to happen.” That premonition feeling began to build in me.
As I was getting onto the freeway the song by Carrie Underwood came on, “Jesus Take the Wheel” about a woman driving too fast on slippery roads who spins out of control and nearly dies.
The premonition feeling became much stronger and I heard “slow down” in my ear. That was enough for me. I slowed my speed to like 45mph, much to the chagrin of the people behind me. The speed limit was 65mph. I wasn’t going to risk it though.
As soon as I could, I got off the freeway and took side streets. I made it safely to my destination.
Maybe nothing would have happened. Maybe I would have been just fine. But I’ve learned, time and time again, that it’s better to just follow my intuition. I already know what happens when I don’t.