Melodies of Intuition
July 10, 2024 Change is a language I’ve always been fluent in. On this day, I felt it call to me again—a whisper urging me to rearrange the patterns of my life. It wasn’t about rebellion; it was about renewal. Some habits had grown stale, predictable, heavy. I decided to break them, not out of frustration, but curiosity. What could I discover if I let go of the old and embraced the unfamiliar? It was time to stop clinging and start creating anew. --- July 12, 2024 I hear it again—the high-pitched hum that feels like it’s alive, weaving itself into the fabric of my consciousness. These frequencies are no strangers to me; they’ve been companions, or intruders, for as long as I can remember. Tonight, though, they seem louder, more insistent, like they’re knocking on the door of my understanding. It’s always at night when the world sleeps that they come alive, tugging me from my dreams into a half-waking state. For weeks—no, months—I’ve been their student. I’ve turned my curiosity into exp...