Hearingâ€”and Listeningâ€” to Your Spirit Guides
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Tilt.
â€œI wish my angels and spirit guides were as clear in speaking to me as yours are to you.â€
The last Â thing Â the Â minister Â says Â to Â me Â in Â our Â impromptu counseling session floors me. Iâ€™m the one doing the Â counseling-somethingÂ Â thatâ€™sÂ Â occurringÂ Â moreÂ Â and more-but clergy give and give of themselves in counseling others and sometimes have no one to turn to when they themselves need a little help. Thatâ€™s what this session is about…for the minister.
For me, itâ€™s about recognizing how far Iâ€™ve come over the past two years in listening to my intuition, my guides, my angels-whatever Â you choose to call it. For me, as well as for other spiritual people, thereâ€™s a Â slight distinction, but the process is the same. Some people even refer to it as God or Deity, and for them, it very well may be. Itâ€™s not my place give their guidance a name.
Learning to hear â€œthem,â€ as I refer to my guides or my intuition, has not come easily. Or maybe it has and I just failed to listen. I do Â recall strong feelings over the years-do this, do that, donâ€™t go there, Â hurry, wait-that I ignored because logically, the feelings didnâ€™t make sense. Every time I went against those feelings, I got pounded into the ground and wished Iâ€™d gone with what I used to call my â€œgut instinct.â€
Often, I heard other spiritual people talk about their guides, and as clergy myself, I was jealous because I didnâ€™t have guides to speak to me like they did. Then some of these spiritual Â people began to tell me what Â my guides were telling them, and I knew instinctively that these people Â were right. So why were my guides talking to other people and not to me?
Then, I stopped being jealous and started feeling like a failure because they were talking to me-I just couldnâ€™t hear them! I wanted audible Â sentences Â and visible signs and something Â so clear that even an idiot like me would understand!
I tried listening through meditations and dreams, but the usual techniques didnâ€™t come easily, and it really wasnâ€™t until another year before the meditations and dream- visions strengthened Â to the point that Â I Â could expect to receive messages from within. That part was like a muscle that needed regular exercise before becoming strong. For me, at Â least, it took a lot of work and a lot of patience that most people donâ€™t think I have.
But in the beginning of searching for my guides, I didnâ€™t know what they sounded like or how to hear them. I found out through an unexpected tool-the Ouija Board.
There we were, sitting on the floor, cross-legged with our knees touching. My partnerâ€™s eyes were closed and I called out the letters, the whole time letting her-or what felt like her-control Â the planchette. As it Â moved across the letters, I would hear the words and phrases pop into my head-or just â€œknowâ€â€”before I realized what was being spelled Â out, Â sometimes Â before Â the Â first Â letter Â was crossed. After a while, I learned what my inner guidance sounded like and not to ignore it. But it took practice and confidence in what I was feeling and hearing and a check against my old familiar and much ignored â€œgut instinct.â€
Several very gifted Â friends became Â exasperated Â with me. Â They Â had been Â talking Â to angels Â and Â spirit Â guides since their childhood. Some teased. Some ridiculed. Some just simply didnâ€™t understand because the board was too remedial for them, too slow, too cumbersome. They all told me I didnâ€™t need it-just listen. But I had been listening and didnâ€™t know what to listen for until I found a tool that helped me recognize what it was they seemed to hear without any trouble at all. As a teacher, Â I Â know-utterly know-that different things work for different people, and the Â studentâ€™s Â self-esteem Â is easily Â crushed when Â tossed into the Â one-size-fits-all Â expected learning. The point is, this particular student needed a different tool to make the same connection they had.
And I did make the connection. Strongly. Not that my guides tell Â me everything Â I want Â to Â know, Â darn Â them. There are still plenty of choices and forks in the road, but life flows more easily when I listen to what my Â choices are, now that I know what Iâ€™m hearing. As a result, Iâ€™ve touched the board maybe twice in the past ten months. I havenâ€™t needed the tools. Â Iâ€™ve been able to go direct to my guidance.
My friends didnâ€™t realize that, though. That Iâ€™d started listening to my guides without tools, translators, or interpreters. And thatâ€™s where Iâ€™ve really come a long way. In who and what I listen to.
â€œStop Â using the board and just Â listen Â to Â your guides,â€ one womanÂ Â admonished me recentlyÂ Â when I made a decision she disagreed with. A decision about my life that she had no say in and about a situation she knew nothing about.
She refused to hear that I had relied on my direct connection with guidance rather than a tool. Instead, she suggested that my decision was based on a misuse of the tool or that maybe I was picking up a â€œrandom dark energyâ€ from the board, even when I mentioned I hadnâ€™t touched it in six Â months. She refused to believe me because she disagreed with my Â decision. Â She proceeded Â to give me unsolicited advice on the choice I should make, a choice that felt wrong, wrong, wrong.
I think it would have been a good choice for her to make in her own life, a choice she hadnâ€™t been willing to step up to and give serious credence, but for me, the decision was very clear and I felt good about it. She warned me a second and then a third time that I was Â making a mistake in my decision and that Iâ€™d better listen to my guides Â and Â to Â my Â own Â intuition Â instead Â of Â relying Â on someone or something else. Why? Because she didnâ€™t feel my decision was a good one basedÂ on Â what she knew about me. My decision has turned out to be the right one, in every way, shape, and form, and especially in regard to some things she didnâ€™t know about me or about my situation.
So thatâ€™s the other side of the â€œlisten to your guidesâ€ coin.
Iâ€™ve heard Â that Â advice Â constantly Â for Â the Â past Â few years, and Â now Â that I do hear them and I do recognize what they sound like and I do follow my inner guidance, most (by no means all) of the same advisors of â€œlisten to your guidesâ€ Â pick apart my decisions Â because Â they disagree.
Itâ€™s not what they would do. Somehow they seem to think that my guides should share their opinions on how to live my life.
And thatâ€™s the big test for me. Not just finally hearing my inner guidance but listening to it-and not listening to all those people Iâ€™ve always revered as so much wiser, so much smarter, so much more gifted.