I have a tendency to work from my guts, more than the heart and head. A
lot of people who know me, tell me that I am powered by my "intuition"
more that any thing else.
However, I always thought - "Gut" is nothing but ones accumulated, summarized, direct or indirect experience and awareness thrown together. And from the gut comes the intuition. No specific tool used, but its all of it in action together, in real time.
Having said, that I 've taken pride in my intuition and resulting actions and results multiple times. At the same time, it is sometimes really really scary to have certain intuition which you are really afraid will come right.
Growing up in the eastern rural side of India, chewing Bettlenuts with tobacco has been a habit that I picked up by the time I was 19 yrs of age. By the time I felt scared, wiser, more responsible with 2 young kids, it was 2009 - when I quit the habit.
It was a clean quit may be for a year or two, and then on for a few days and off again, and back on Nicorrette gums. But over all OFF it, excepting the 20 hr flights, infinite waits in international airports, or night long video conferences.
But the long habit, even if mostly out of the system, was never out of the mind.
In late October, when I was going to a place in Whitefield, my car stopped at a signal, and there was a "anti-tobacco campaign" board that I saw through the window - depicting a 24 yr old person with a long stitch on the neck and face, as the victim of tobacco induced Cancer.
The ever-so-powerful gut, sprang in to action - "You see this well, you will go through this. Real soon". These are the cases, when I hate my guts. Wish I could have a filter on my intuitions ??
Month and half later (December 9th), one my close colleagues died very young of heart attack, survived by two young children and wife. It was a very stressful period for me. Looking at aspects of employee stress level in the organization, answering people on their many concerns, seeing the grieving family etc.
And during these phases of stress, I do get stress blisters in my mouth. I did this time too.
Most of them healed by Jan. One small one did not. And the ugly head of that super accurate "intuition" popped up again. "That small blister my friend is your karma there!"
The other side of the head was continuously negating this thought - "I am physically 100% fit. Playing tennis for an hour each day. Completely focused on work. Not even a sneeze or a cough".
One morning at work, while having tea with couple of close friends, I said - " I ve this feeling that only 3-4 months left in my life". Not exactly a morning tea topic to discuss, but these are extremely close friends.And one of them laments back - "You are very aware. If you know why you thinking this way, go work on a solution". A soft wake up call. That was repeated by my wife in the evening at home too.
That's exactly when I wanted to start ! Not yet sure where to though !! I never had trust in Bangalore doctors. Even for small stuff, I used to go to my brother in Bhubaneswar to get treated.
Eventually I gave a call to a close friend asking for a good "Maxilo-facial surgeon" and luck be it - she knew the best in the town !
One bad habit, in otherwise clean life. One ugly intuition, strong enough to take a 100% fit person to a doctor. One small blister, that does not easily heal.
However, I always thought - "Gut" is nothing but ones accumulated, summarized, direct or indirect experience and awareness thrown together. And from the gut comes the intuition. No specific tool used, but its all of it in action together, in real time.
Having said, that I 've taken pride in my intuition and resulting actions and results multiple times. At the same time, it is sometimes really really scary to have certain intuition which you are really afraid will come right.
Growing up in the eastern rural side of India, chewing Bettlenuts with tobacco has been a habit that I picked up by the time I was 19 yrs of age. By the time I felt scared, wiser, more responsible with 2 young kids, it was 2009 - when I quit the habit.
It was a clean quit may be for a year or two, and then on for a few days and off again, and back on Nicorrette gums. But over all OFF it, excepting the 20 hr flights, infinite waits in international airports, or night long video conferences.
But the long habit, even if mostly out of the system, was never out of the mind.
In late October, when I was going to a place in Whitefield, my car stopped at a signal, and there was a "anti-tobacco campaign" board that I saw through the window - depicting a 24 yr old person with a long stitch on the neck and face, as the victim of tobacco induced Cancer.
The ever-so-powerful gut, sprang in to action - "You see this well, you will go through this. Real soon". These are the cases, when I hate my guts. Wish I could have a filter on my intuitions ??
Month and half later (December 9th), one my close colleagues died very young of heart attack, survived by two young children and wife. It was a very stressful period for me. Looking at aspects of employee stress level in the organization, answering people on their many concerns, seeing the grieving family etc.
And during these phases of stress, I do get stress blisters in my mouth. I did this time too.
Most of them healed by Jan. One small one did not. And the ugly head of that super accurate "intuition" popped up again. "That small blister my friend is your karma there!"
The other side of the head was continuously negating this thought - "I am physically 100% fit. Playing tennis for an hour each day. Completely focused on work. Not even a sneeze or a cough".
One morning at work, while having tea with couple of close friends, I said - " I ve this feeling that only 3-4 months left in my life". Not exactly a morning tea topic to discuss, but these are extremely close friends.And one of them laments back - "You are very aware. If you know why you thinking this way, go work on a solution". A soft wake up call. That was repeated by my wife in the evening at home too.
That's exactly when I wanted to start ! Not yet sure where to though !! I never had trust in Bangalore doctors. Even for small stuff, I used to go to my brother in Bhubaneswar to get treated.
Eventually I gave a call to a close friend asking for a good "Maxilo-facial surgeon" and luck be it - she knew the best in the town !
One bad habit, in otherwise clean life. One ugly intuition, strong enough to take a 100% fit person to a doctor. One small blister, that does not easily heal.
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