Intuition does not speak a language. Our intuitions do not come to us in voices. Intuition comes as a scent on the wind. Immediate, experienced, palpable form in the mind; this is the stuff of intuition. For all the efficacy of words they are clumsy tools compared to the infinite nuance of intuition, and when when intuition is compelled to drape its self in language something is bound to be lost in translation.
It is by way of meditation that we come to realize the limitations of thinking in words. We learn a language by imbued association in infancy and childhood, and it is quite natural that we in later life begin to talk to ourselves and to refer to this "talking to ourselves" as thought. The silent mind that we cultivate in meditation is the clay upon which life makes it's cuneiform impressions, and it is this shaping of mind in and of its self that is the essential stuff of thought.
The clarity that emerges when we cease to compel thought to form an audio track is remarkable and immediate. This clarity is the signature of a change of being. This clarity enables a genuine metamorphosis: the earth worm becomes the child of the universe. The Universe's desire for self recognition has come full circle.
Enlightenment is not a thought process.
Meditate.
