After my weeklong experiment of asking Ivy to provide guidance in making one decision per day, I came to the conclusion that I don’t actually need to ask Ivy anything, because she's already there. She’s been present in my gut all along- guiding my snap decisions as I use my sacral authority. And if I do encounter mind drama; (which I did on the last day of the exercise,) the best resolution is to have a conversation with her- (which went a little something like this:)
Me: “Ivy- (that’s what she told me to call her, now that we’re on a first name basis.) I’m struggling to decide if I should use my FMLA and call in for this trip I’ve been assigned. Max won’t be able to take Lyra to her therapy appointment on Tuesday.”
