toxic emotion
Anger Blocks Intuition, Joy Clears The Way
For years, I carried a weight I didn’t fully understand. It wasn’t physical, and it wasn’t easily named. It was more like a festering storm tucked away inside me, a simmering anger that lingered in the corners of my being.
I thought I had mastered the art of containing it. I could smile, be reasonable, even offer calm advice to others.
But deep down, I felt its subtle pull, like an ominous undertow. It twisted the flow of my intuition, muffled the inner voice I used to trust, and dimmed the vibrant colors of a magical world around me.
Anger, I came to realize, is not always loud or aggressive. Sometimes, it is silent and slow-moving, like a heavy fog that sneaks in while you are not looking.
It dulls the senses. It compresses the heart. And perhaps most insidiously, it clogs the channel between you and your inner knowing. The kind of knowing that does not need explanation, just a quiet space to rise and speak.
For the longest time, I kept reaching for inner clarity. I meditated, I journaled, I pulled cards and sat in silence, hoping for something to break through.
But the insights felt fuzzy, the messages confusing. It was as if someone had turned the volume down on my inner voice, and I couldn’t figure out how to turn it back up.