For a long time I've really struggled with finding this lamp.It has lead me to resorting into deep self-reflection.
At some point in my walk of life, I've almost literally heard a voice in my head - "follow your heart". At first,I never understood what it meant. I thought "oh, that meant I should follow my passion". But little did I know that it was way deeper than I thought.
In life, everyone has a lamp that guides him or her. It's no longer a question of "do I have a lamp?" but a question of "what is my lamp? " and "how brightly does my 'lamp' burn?"
I once read from a holy book powerful words which goes thus "I have ordained a lamp for my anointed"
This was what provoked me into deep thinking that lead me to realize that every person has that lamp burning deep within him or her.
The lamp called instinct does not speak in words, nor does it demand to be seen. Yet, in the silence between thoughts, in the moments before decisions, it flickers—a quiet force guiding, nudging, whispering. You need no one telling you, you'll just know it's there.
I need not ask, because I know you have felt it at some points-we all have felt it at some points.That inexplicable pull toward a choice, a path, an answer that defies logic but feels undeniably right?
They say, "A bird that listens to the wind knows when the storm is coming." And so it is with us.
Instinct is not learned, nor is it taught. It is inherited, carried like a secret torch passed through generations, lighting fires in the souls of those who dare to trust it. Yet, how often do we ignore its flame? Drown it beneath the weight of overthinking, silence it under the fear of doubt? Or even our logically thinking, just as I have often done.
There are moments when life offers no roadmap—only crossroads, only questions. In those moments, instinct stands tall, unseen yet present, like an ancient guardian urging us forward. How strange, how beautiful, that we carry this lamp within us without ever needing to fuel it. It does not dim when logic fails, nor does it falter when uncertainty clouds the way. Instead, it thrives, waiting for us to trust its glow.
Have you ever held back from something that felt undeniably right simply because reason said otherwise? Have you ever silenced that voice within, only to later wish you had listened? Well, I have and that have I so many times. And time after time, I return to the quiet truth—instinct is not just a feeling; it is a knowing. A lighthouse in the storm. A guide when even maps betray us. Oh yes! Even when the very maps we trust betrays us.
It is no accident that the strongest leaders, the boldest explorers, the wisest elders all speak of intuition as their companion.
So I ask you, Do you carry your lamp of instinct still burning, or has doubt stolen its light?
