I don't usually expect when my intuition will come to me. It just does, like I have a wired and programmed system deep in my subconscious mind that bleeps warning signals and alerts.
My intuition has always been right about so many things in my life. I now trust it very much. With age, I've learnt to listen to my intuition more often than I had ever done so before. Like others, I too regret not paying sufficient attention to it when I was younger.
The one thing that strikes as most interesting to me is how minute these 'momentary flashes of insight', 'zing!s', 'intuitive leaps' can be, no matter how major the life decisions are, comparative to everything that I've experienced in my life. It's like an alarm clock that goes off when it's time for me to wake up. Either I wake up or be late for work... No 'but's about it (e.g. didn't hear it go off, slept back after the alarm went off, not enough sleep, etc.),. It has to be a conscious decision to take it or to leave it. For my case these days, I've decided to take it more often than to leave it.
It's so strange that I find myself 'knowing' if an event is worth my effort to invest time into it, if an acquaintance is 'good' or 'bad' company, if I should be turning left or right at an unfamiliar Y-Junction, to do or not to do, to say or not to say... All these sorts of decision making, literally and figuratively speaking.
Sometimes, my intuition tells me outrageously unbelievable things that I find very difficult to swallow. I think this was one of the main reasons why my younger naive, gullible and rigid self couldn't see why I should have followed it.
No matter how 'soft' the intuitive 'voice' is, no matter how incredibly absurd it may seem (at that moment), no matter how petty a problem may appear to be, I'll be sure to listen to it more closely now
