Letting our Intuition be Our Compass

Dear Reader:

I, personally, think one of the greatest losses in modern civilization is our loss of personal intuition. The dictionary defines intuition as: the ability to understand something immediately, without the need for conscious reasoning; an instinctive feeling. 

For thousands of years our ancestors depended on their inner compasses to simply survive…especially in the hunting and gathering days. On the simple fact that man survived…we know this inner ability served him well. The better one’s intuitive skills…the longer one’s life longevity.

Today, in our computerized high tech world..reality within the realm of success or failure… is acknowledged only by the ability of a computer to recognize it through data. Without hard core data to back up an intuitive feeling about a business proposal…most people are pushed aside in favor of the computer’s findings. And unfortunately computers don’t have intuitive skills…only producing what they are fed.

So many of our intuitive feelings, in life, are God Winks and our inner compass is simply a lantern carried by our Creator to map out our individual paths leading back home. We must be still to ingest the intuitive feelings within and respond accordingly.

I was about to delete the picture of the beautiful oak tree in Hutchinson Square off my desktop earlier today…when I recognized that the discussion I had with my “Wishing Tree” was a perfect example of the power of our inner compass.

I had left Mollie’s house two weeks ago today…New Year’s Eve…with Mollie making a gumbo dish for New Year’s Day and telling me it was a quiet day for Eloise…she hadn’t felt anything …so she thought there would be no action anytime soon. Her voice was tired…she was so ready for Eloise to come.

As I rode past Hutchinson Square coming back into town…the white lights on the trees, shining in the fading light of a late wintry afternoon, made me stop and pull over to sit on the bench and have a talk with God. I asked Him if it was okay with him (and Eloise) we sure would like our latest baby to come on.

Mollie was exhausted and getting little sleep… anxious for the baby’s arrival…if it be His Will…it sure would be nice to have her arrive and brighten this old world up for the New Year as only a new birth can do. One hour after this prayer…I got the text from Mollie that she and Walsh were heading to the hospital…Eloise was on her way…she was born a couple of hours later New Year’s Eve.

I think prayer and intuition go together like a compass and a lantern…a lighted path that only we each can see if we follow our God-given instincts…our moral compasses.

I love Mary Oliver’s prose from her poem titled:


It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch

a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway

into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.


God sure spoke that night…I remember, after getting the “green light” text from Mollie, thinking, “Wow…you sure do work fast God…I should have prayed this prayer earlier! Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!”

So until tomorrow…I think intuition is simply a prayer peep...letting us know that if we follow our heart, not just our head, and do what God has taught us to do morally …love our fellow man…then good things always follow.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

*…And speaking of a God Wink…Mollie sent me Eloise’s first little smile and wink…two weeks old and she already thinks the world is a funny place…or perhaps just her two big brothers. It could also be her Nana who is there now (Marcia, Mollie’s Mom) ….Being surrounded by love always makes us smile.)

I made a copy of the photo and took a pink ribbon and tied it on Eloise’s Japanese Maple tree which will hopefully get planted this weekend. Anne and I went to Hollow Tree Nursery yesterday (and Duke’s) to pick out a Japanese Maple tree for my latest grandchild. From the tallest to the smallest…Now I have to order a name plaque to go by her tree too.

Bunk beds came to the Turner house…Eva Cate has wanted them for quite some time. Lori, Mandy and John’s wonderful neighbor (and Eva Cate’s friend Lily’s grandmother) had some she was ready to get rid of…so the transition took place yesterday. Both Eva Cate and Jakie are thrilled! Thank you Lori! A new look for Eva Cate’s room.







About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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6 Responses to Letting our Intuition be Our Compass

  1. bcparkison says:

    That still small voice speaks if we listen.


    • Becky Dingle says:

      My word (listen) last year, this year, and forever…we miss out on so much of life when we don’t listen… but instead just talk. Half a life.

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      • Bill Dingle says:

        Last night during our family devotion, I told the children that on of God’s names is “Something “,because often we say, “Something told me to do (or not do) such and such. God is always speaking if we will listen and obey, right away, first time. LOVE to all! BLESSINGS!


      • Becky Dingle says:

        Love this analogy! Perfect for intuitition…thanks Bill….will share it with the other readers…priceless.

        Hope this email finds everyone healthy and ready for the New Year. Love, Becky


  2. Honey Burrell says:

    As always I lov today’s blog. The picture of Eloise is priceless. I must make a copy so I can look at it when I need to smile. A true blessing. Also I love the picture of Eva Cate and Jakie! What seeet ones! Love you lots


    • Becky Dingle says:

      Love you back! The cold has settled back in again…will have to move Big Red back in…poor thing …it is confused as to what is going on…but still blooming. I can’t believe Eloise is already smiling at two weeks….hope her smile lasts forever. Eva Cate and Jakie are beside themselves with happiness over the bunk beds…see how long it lasts.


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