“There is a voice inside of you
That whispers all day long,
“I feel this is right for me,
I know that this is wrong.”
No teacher, preacher, parent, friend
Or wise man can decide
What’s right for you–just listen to
The voice that speaks inside.”
I don’t know what made me think back to this most brilliant passage. Some things in life I suppose just ‘stick’ a little more so than the others—and always, it seems, for a most compelling reason.
We all have this voice within us. It calls out to us in the middle of our longest night, urging us to take that ‘just one more next step forward.’
And, this voice…is our greatest gift, and most treasured friend—compelling us onward, even when the hope inside subsides.
It is an irrepressible, indomitable force—connecting our will to those dreams that remain still inside.
And in spite of all our fears and notions of doom and failure….still we must listen, we must listen to that ‘voice’ inside.
A dear friend shared this with me this morning, and I wanted so very much to share it with all of you:
“Having a dream is awesome.
Having a dream and showing up every day, even when nothing seems to be happening, is priceless.
But having a dream and showing up every day, while sauntering, winking, and hugging everyone, is when the floodgates begin to tremble.”
So, today, my most beautiful friends—I shall be listening closely to that most amazing voice that speaks inside.
I pray that you are listening, too.
And that, my dears, is the one reason why one should never give up on their dreams—because, no dream is ever too big to silence that inner voice we all have inside.
Much love, and namaste.
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