When Life Gets Quiet, Intuition Speaks

First-person view of hands holding a face-down tarot card at a wooden table, with a cup of tea and a lit candle nearby.

A quiet moment before asking the question.

Another week of being “human.” My bumped head healed, and a seasonal cough and fatigue wandered in to take its place. It felt like the Universe nudging me toward the same assignment again: be quiet.
So… I listened.

There’s a sneaky gift in forced stillness. Yes, your body gets a chance to mend — but your mind also gets room to breathe. And when the noise finally turns down, something else becomes easier to hear: your own intuition.

As a tarot reader, I’m oddly grateful for this kind of slowdown. Life gets busy, responsibilities get loud, and even the most tuned-in people can lose track of their subtle inner signals. When I let life barrel over me, it doesn’t just drain my energy — it muddies my connection. Not because intuition disappears… but because it’s easy to miss when everything else is shouting.

Here’s a misconception I see all the time: that you need some dramatic, mysterious “gift” to be intuitive or psychic. Nope. Intuition usually doesn’t arrive as a thunderclap. It’s quieter than that. More like:

  • a body-based sensation with no obvious cause

  • a thought that pops in from nowhere

  • a sudden nope in your stomach

  • a calm “yes” that settles over you

And sometimes the signal is so soft it can slip right past you… especially if you’re tired, stressed, overstimulated, or in go-go-go mode.

This week, I started listening to my body again. I took small pauses — just sitting, sipping tea, shuffling a deck for the feel of it (honestly, a 78-card fidget toy). No pressure. No big ritual. Just a return to the moment. And in those little pockets of quiet, I felt myself reconnect to my own “Intuition Communication Center.”

I noticed the belly-softening that shows up when something is the right choice. The calm that arrives when things are going to be okay. The subtle “someone’s trying to get my attention” feeling when my most trusted guide is nearby. And it made a real difference in my readings this weekend — I felt more connected, more clear, more present.

And here’s the part that applies to everyone: you don’t have to read tarot to be intuitive. Intuition is human. It’s the hair-raising moment. The hunch you can’t explain. The quiet inner nudge that tries to steer you away from something that isn’t right. Some people experience it through “psychic” language — some people experience it as gut instinct — but either way, it’s something you can strengthen with practice.

A tiny practice to try this week:
Make a warm drink. Sit down for two minutes. Put one hand on your chest or belly. Ask yourself one simple question: “What do I need today?”
Then don’t force an answer. Just notice what your body does: tight or soft, heavy or light, restless or settled. That’s where your intuition speaks first.

Sometimes, when life slows you down, it isn’t punishing you.
It’s giving you the quiet you needed… so your intuition can finally catch up.

Sometimes, the only quiet place we have is the one we create for ourselves.

If you’re learning to listen there — in your own way, in your own time — you’re in good company here.

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