Meeting My Ni

 

                                                                     Me and My Shadow!

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Meeting My Ni

(A personal reflection)

There are days when nothing seems to happen.
No signs, no synchronicities.
The body feels lethargic, the mind tired, and the soul quietly wondering why.

And yet, in the silence beneath that wondering, something waits.
Something ancient. Something inward.
That something is what Jung called Introverted Intuition—and I’m beginning to see that I have been in its company for much longer than I realized.

                                     

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I met my Ni in Alaska, though I didn’t know its name then.

It was there, in the grey mist of Sand Point, when I stepped off the plane and into a life I hadn’t planned.
A missing crew member.
A gruff captain’s curse.
A truck door swinging open—Get in.
And something in me said yes, not with thought, but with certainty.
A knowing that came before knowing.
That was Ni.

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                                                                    Enter The Dragon!

I met it again in the long, dark nights at sea, staring at radar screens, the hum of the vessel Iceland beneath my feet.
It spoke to me not in words, but in images, patterns, feelings.
It gave shape to silence.
Meaning to madness.
It asked me not to think, but to see.

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Ni isn’t loud.
It doesn’t shout its truths.
It whispers.
It shows you the whole picture, not in pieces, but in essence.
Not today, but maybe five years from now—suddenly, the vision becomes clear.

It lives in the pause between thoughts,
in the symbols of dreams,
in the thread that connects one life chapter to another,
like islands rising from the ocean floor.

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I have waited for Ni on days like this—
When YouTube says nothing worth hearing,
When my sketchbook stays closed,
when even my prayers feel dry.

And then, often at night, or in the middle of a quiet walk,
It returns.
Soft as breath.
Sure as light beneath the fog.

                                   Sometimes, the Source of light may not appear to make sense.

Meeting my Ni is like meeting the part of me that always knew.

It doesn’t explain itself.
It just points.
And I follow, even when I can’t yet see where.

It has taught me this:
That not all insight comes on demand.
That not all knowing is loud.
And that when life feels still and empty,
sometimes, something deep is just beginning to rise.

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Wallahu'alam. Only He knows.

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                                     From my Hut to Your Heart. - Kampung Lintang, Sik, Kedah.