How to Build a Body-Based Bullshit Detector
A Practical Guide to Intuition for People Whose Gut Has Been Lying to Them Since 2003
Picture this: Life’s grand chessboard stretches before you, where everyday decisions move like game pieces in an eternal dance of “should I text back” and “is this job offer legit.” Doesn’t it make you think of that special piece we all claim to carry within? That’s right... our intuition, that sparkly little figurine of inner knowing that’s supposedly been hanging out in our biological pocket all along, except it keeps giving directions like a GPS that was last updated during the Bush administration.
Have you ever noticed how your “intuition” sometimes feels less like divine guidance and more like anxiety wearing a spiritual costume? When the internal radio seems to be picking up static instead of clear signals, and you can’t tell if that gut feeling is wisdom or last night’s questionable takeout making a political statement?
Sure, technically we know the drill... relax enough, sink into silence, surrender into that space of absolute non-doing. It’s funny how emptiness becomes the foundation for fullness, like the pause between breaths that makes breathing possible. That’s where the signal arrives, where you move and action flows through you like water finding its path.
This essay grew up and moved out. It lives in Under the Healing now.
The full text is in print. A book with a spine, a cover, and a body that holds the whole thing.




The last lines! You're not talking to a doll! LOVE this one too. It makes so much more sense than me trying to figure out the deeper analysis of the fairy tales by myself. And I love my new doll! Thank you, Dea!