Whispers ~ The Often Subtle Sometimes Rowdy Voice Of Truth

It shouldn't come as a surprise that I'd be writing about intuition. It is, after all, part of the Magick that makes up our beautiful lives. I'm big on intuition, and over the course of my life (thus far!), I've 'remembered' just how to clue in and listen. I call them "whispers". Even though sometimes they're a bit more rowdy than that!

For the past 2+ years, I've been working on a little book of the same name. It started out as a sort of 'exercise' for me to recall all the good in my life. I was at the beginning of a long and arduous (and very painful) journey, when a dear friend phoned to see how I was doing. She asked if I'd been writing, to which I responded, "no. not at all." She then went on to suggest that it might be good for me to jot down all the magick that had occurred in my life up to that point. She was trying to get me to shift my focus...and to dwell in that lovely grace of gratitude. I got the message.

The funniest thing about all this was that at the time, all I could feel was pure, unadulterated terror. I was in a place I'd never in a million years imagined I'd be in. My body was filled with pain. My mind was paralyzed with said terror. And the rest of me was curled up in a ball, alternately sobbing and sleeping and wishing I were dead. NOT a pretty place to be.

The morning after I spoke to my friend, I woke up to find 2 little words on my notepad by the bedside. The words were: "whisper" and "trust". Not only did I not remember waking up to write those words down, I had no clue as to their meaning. I stared at those words for a couple of days...and then just blew it off. I was too tired and ill to think about it further. Not long after, the same friend phoned again. Rather than asking me a bunch of questions about my ongoing 'challenge', she instead began telling me of her own new adventures and all the marvelous things that were happening in her world. They were things she'd long been dreaming of...her own manifestations of the life she wished to live. Listening to her made me feel a hundred times better by mere sharing of her excitement and joy. Which, I'm quite certain was her intention. (She's a pretty bright soul!) Just as we were about to hang up the phone she said, “You know, it's so magickal when you hear the whispers of your soul and you trust them enough to listen.”

I nearly dropped the phone. I could hardly believe she used those exact words. But there it was. "Whisper" and "trust". Go figure.

Needless to say, the moment I hung up the phone I grabbed my laptop and began writing. I felt as if my whole Being was on fire...and a surge of power pulsed through me like a giant infusion of life. Thus began my journey on the path of rediscovery. And so...

I share this with you now because that journey has neared its end. The book is finished. It is a testament to the journey and the healing that occurred along the way. It has been said that every single thing that occurs in our lives is for a reason; there is something we wish to learn and we create each experience for that purpose. That nothing happens "by accident" nor are we victims of our lives. I believe this wholeheartedly. I also believe that the bigger the 'trial' the larger the lesson. This being my truth, it appears that this 2+ year journey was among the greatest of my lessons thus far. A lesson in discovery as well as empowerment. Beautiful lessons indeed, regardless of the agony I endured throughout. I am not a victim, I am a Being of Light with guidance and knowing that goes far beyond what I 'see' or 'hear' as a human. Those whispers may often be subtle (and at other times they're as rowdy as a gang of teenagers at a Friday night football game), but they're there...all the time, when I choose to listen.

P.S. If you wish to have a copy of Whispers, please see Bio info. It's a fun and inspiring read, if I do say so myself!