The beautiful thing I am reminded of is how soft and subtle the Inner Voice of Knowing is. It can come in like a whisper of smoke, that gently feels its way to a thought form, a crazy nudge to call someone, a little ‘oh, just do it anyway’ breeze in my brain that when acted on absolutely blows me away with what it delivers, with who I am connected to, with the information that is so perfect and heartfelt and just what I needed to hear. Sneaky…and always there for the taking. Thank goodness I listen.
The Inner Voice of Knowing
January 4th, 2008 · No Comments
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