The secret of fortune is joy in our hands. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
If you could picture your intuition as a person, what would he or she look like? If you sat down together for dinner, what is the first thing he or she would tell you?
She would be hot, hot, hot. And she’d say something like, “You know, you need to lighten up and stop giving yourself such a hard time.” To which I’d play all self-depreciating. And then she’d say, “Don’t you get it, you’re one seriously awesome mother fucker.”
Then Ms Intuition (she’d be a Ms) would say, “I mean, look at you. Stop bitchin’ and just get out there and make it happen.”
She’d probably close, over Tuna sashimi I should add, by saying, “And stop being distracted by all those ideas you get. Focus on what you’re doing now and you’ll be A-OK.”
In case you’re wondering, that’s EXACTLY what would happen in this bizarre Trust30 fantasy land :-)