Gifts of the Inner Voice
July 4th, 2007Now that I no longer awaken to the sound of a jarring alarm
clock, I’ve learned to welcome the early morning hours.
Because that is the time when I can hear my inner voice most
clearly.
Sometimes it is just a knowing. A realization that cuts through
the noise to reveal how I truly feel about something or someone.
It picks apart puzzling dilemmas and offers creative solutions.
It is at the time before I have fully awakened and left the
world of dreams, that messages from some deep place percolate to
the surface.
It is a peaceful time. It is easy to be sensitive to the rhythms
of the body, the sounds of the quiet inner voice.
Shortly, the shrill ring of the telephone will shatter the
stillness and redirect my energy to external concerns. My
attention will then belong to the client on the other end of the
line.
But for these few precious minutes, I savor the calm.
We function best when we make time to be both active and still.
The demands of being making a living, raising a family, draw us
toward motion and activity. But my observation is that we
nourish ourselves and become more productive when we include the
contributions of our inner voice.
Upon awakening, while still dwelling in that netherworld between
consciousness and unconsciousness, the neatly packaged solution
to some petty problem floats up into my mind. Whole articles
with their sentences quietly arranged in perfect rows hang in
the air.
A perfect turn of a phrase, the solution to a knotty problem
with a difficult client, the working out of the composition of
an illustration … such jewls are the gifts of the inner mind.
They are fragile bubbles that pop when exposed to the direct
morning sun. The trick is to capture the quiet voices before
they are drowned by the noise of daily activity.
By extending the quiet time a little longer I can sit at my
computer and transcribe those thoughts.
Some say artists and intuitives hear it loudest. But we all have
an inner voice. And it speaks to us. All we must do is listen.
