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Do I trust my instincts?

Do you trust your instincts?

“Build your path on intuition your gut has never lied to you. When energy speaks, trust it. When something feels wrong, walk away. When it feels right, move boldly.”

Oh, hell yes.

If life has taught me anything, it is that intuition is not a luxury, it is a survival tool, a compass forged in fire, sharpened by experience, and refined through every betrayal, every disappointment, every victory, and every moment of clarity. Some people learn to trust their instincts. Others are forced to. I fall into the second category.

There was a time when my heart was softer, when I handed out trust like it was something I could afford to lose. My kindness ran ahead of my caution, and my belief in others often drowned out the quiet warnings inside me. I ignored the whispers in my spirit because I wanted to believe in the good so badly. I wanted to give people the benefit of the doubt. I wanted to see light where there was shadow.

But life has a way of correcting our illusions, in the most scariest of ways.

Every time I silenced my gut, I paid the price. Every time I overlooked red flags, thinking love or loyalty could repaint them, life showed me consequences that were too sharp to forget. And slowly, through the heartbreaks, the disappointments, and the lessons that felt more like scars, I realised that my intuition had never failed me. I had failed it.

Now? .. I listen.

I trust the quiet voice within me more than any sweet words offered outside of me. I trust the subtle shifts in energy, the tightening in my chest, the unexplainable knowing that tells me when something is off. And I trust the warmth, too, the ease, the comfort, the peaceful certainty that tells me when something or someone is good for me.

If it is not good, I feel it immediately. No matter how well someone hides their intentions, my gut recognises the truth before my mind catches up. And when something is right, truly right. I feel that too, unmistakably, like a light turning on inside my spirit.

Intuition is not a guess, it is memory. It is wisdom disguised as instinct. It is every lesson you have ever survived speaking through you at once. And the more life tries to break you, the sharper your instincts become. Mine have become my shield, my guide, and my warning system. I do not doubt them anymore. I do not question them. They have carried me through storms I never thought I would nor could escape.

So yes.. I trust my instincts with everything in me. They are the reason I am still standing. They are the reason I can walk away without guilt, cut ties without apology, and protect my peace without hesitation. My intuition has never lied to me. People have. Emotions have. Words have. But my gut? Never.

In a world full of masks and motives, my intuition is my truth. And I live by it, unapologetically.

The Mirror Moment..

When GOD says,

“There is one more person you need to forgive”..

And then He brings out a mirror, that moment is not for the faint-hearted. That is the kind of truth that does not whisper, it hits like thunder in your spirit. Because we spend so much of our lives thinking forgiveness is about others, the ones who hurt us, betrayed us, disappointed us, left scars that still itch when we think too long. But then GOD shows you, and suddenly it is not about them anymore. It is about the quiet wars you have waged within yourself.

You realise how many nights you have replayed your own mistakes, how many times you have punished yourself for not knowing better, for loving wrong, for staying too long, for leaving too soon, for trusting what broke you. You have been your own harshest critic, your own silent executioner, carrying the weight of self-blame and regret like armor. But forgiveness, real forgiveness, means putting that armor down.

Because sometimes the hardest person to forgive is the one in the mirror. The one who did not have all the answers back then. The one who tried and failed. The one who lost herself while trying to save everyone else. The one who fell short of her own expectations. The one who is still learning that healing is not a straight line.

GOD does not bring the mirror to shame you. He brings it to free you. He wants you to see that the same grace you extend to others, you have been with-holding from yourself. That the same mercy you pray for others, you have denied your own heart. Forgiveness of self is not arrogance, it is alignment. It is saying,

“Lord, if You have forgiven me, who am I to keep punishing what you have already redeemed?”

And when that moment of recognition comes, that you, too, are worthy of release, something shifts. The chains loosen. The weight lifts. The reflection starts to look softer. You stop seeing a mess and start seeing a miracle. Because GOD did not bring the mirror to expose your flaws. He brought it to show you how far you have come.

Forgiving yourself is not pretending the past did not happen. It is acknowledging it did, and choosing peace anyway. It is looking in that mirror and saying,

“I forgive you for not knowing then, what you know now. I forgive you for all the times you dimmed your light to make others comfortable. I forgive you for surviving the only way you knew how.”

When GOD brings the mirror, it is not judgement, it is grace staring back at you. It is a reminder that healing begins where honesty meets love. And sometimes, the most divine act you will ever perform is looking yourself in the eyes and saying, with trembling truth..

“I forgive you.”