Sometimes it is the softness of a whisper
that is needed the most.
You may have noticed that if you want to speak to someone in a noisy, crowded room, the best thing to do is lean close and whisper. Yelling in an attempt to be louder than the room’s noise generally only hurts your throat and adds to the chaos. Similarly, that still, small voice within each of us does not try to compete with the mental chatter on the surface of our minds, nor does it attempt to overpower the volume of the raucous world outside. If we want to hear it, no matter what is going on around us or even inside us, we can always tune in to that soft voice underneath the surrounding noise.
It is generally true that the more insistent voices in our heads delivering messages that make us feel panicky or afraid are of questionable authority. They may be voices we internalized from childhood or from the culture, and as such they possess only half-truths. Their urgency stems from their disconnectedness from the center of our being, and their urgency is what catches our attention. The other voice that whispers reassurances that everything is fundamentally okay simply delivers its message with quiet confidence. Once we hear it, we know it speaks the truth. Generally, once we have heard what it has to say, a powerful sense of calm settles over our entire being, and the other voices and sounds, once so dominant, fade into the background, suddenly seeming small and far away.
We may find that our own communications in the world begin to be influenced by the quiet certainty of this voice. We may be less inclined to indulge in idle chatter as we become more interested in maintaining our connection to the whisper of truth that broadcasts its message like the sound of the wind shaking the leaves of a tree. As we align ourselves more with this quiet confidence, we become an extension of the whisper, penetrating the noise of the world and creating more peace, trust, and confidence. ~ The Daily OM
I have said it before, and i will say it again - Our intuition, or our "Gut" is our inner protective mechanism that will never lie to us, or let us down.
I am still giggling to myself about last night. I am laughing to myself about what a bad, bad day Mr Notso Nice, aka Steve, aka Mr Small Handed FREAK (his hands were smaller than mine and that was just WEIRD) will be having. haha
I still just can't believe how right my intuition had been about him. There was not REALLY any reason for it to have been screaming at me the way it had been. He had not done anything shockingly horrible. I had actually felt guilty when i stood him up, just turned off my phone and never gave him a reason why i never wanted to see him again. I wrote about that at the time, and how i needed to turn my phone back on and just keep it real.
I had questioned myself about running from him the way that i did. I had questioned my intuition, because i had sensed that he was an evil con man, but because he had not done anything REALLY, GLARINGLY, bad i could not work out just WHY i thought he was so evil. I actually felt guilty about it.
Not anymore!!! hahaha
What a lovely day it is out there today! I skipped my run yesterday because i was feeling so tired. But i have places to go, and people to see today, so i might get my run in early
I just got an "I told you so!!!" email from my 'big brother'...i had mentioned to him over lunch one day, that i just couldn't work Mr Nice out, but that the fact that he paid cash for everything made me suspicious. Every where we went, he paid cash. From my experience, the only people that carry around wads of cash, are drug dealers and hookers. My lovely big brother added "And married men" in to that mix.
He would know!