My Intuition Failed – ugh!

I love to be right.

There, I’ve said it out loud.

It’s true. Being right makes me happy, and conversely being wrong is upsetting for me.

Last week I was the most wrong I’ve ever been when my intuition was 100% off. Like most of the country, I thought Hillary Clinton was certain to be our next President.

I felt it in every cell of my body.

When I tuned into her on the Sunday before Election Day, I could “feel” her jubilation.

I could feel her excitement at becoming the first woman President.

It was so real for me.

I don’t claim to be a psychic, but when I “know” stuff, I know it 100% and for most of my life, I have been able to totally trust my intuition.

So, when Trump won, I was in double shock.

Shock that he would now be the leader of the free world (no need for a political debate here, lets just leave it at he and I don’t agree on a lot of major issues), but perhaps the bigger shock for me was that my intuition was so completely off.

For the past several days, I have been trying to figure out “why” I missed this.

And, now I believe that quite simply, I wasn’t supposed to know…

For whatever reason, being a part of the collective shock (for the 50%+` of us that were “with her”) is/was part of my destiny.

It’s been humbling.

Here’s what I still believe:

That the Universe has my back.

That good will come from this.

That the Law of Attraction works and I will continue to focus and feel my desires manifesting and will simultaneously understand that when it “appears” that things haven’t gone my way, ultimately it’s for a higher good and someday it will all make sense.

Here’s what I now know:

It’s time to step up and find more, better ways, to spread more love in the world.

Wishing you love, laughter and magical kisses,

Arielle