Beyond all the noise, I hear my inner voice.
It doesn’t always happen, but often, its familiar tune repeats.
The first time I heard it, I was surprised. I dismissed it as a fluke, yet the surprise came from what the voice said—it spoke kind things about me, things I needed to hear, things I longed to hear.
There were times when the voice went silent. Was it really silent, though? Or had I lost the ability to listen? I realize now it was likely the latter. In those moments, it wasn’t that the voice stopped; I had simply forgotten how to hear it.
So, I’m learning to listen again. To pause and let the voice speak, revealing truths beneath my frustrations and decisions. I’m beginning to understand myself better by allowing this voice to surface.
I feel calm and at ease when I pause to listen.
I am met with the real reality—not the reality I believe is real. There is a difference, a world of difference between the two.
I am on a journey to give this voice more space, more room to be heard.
Do you hear yours? What does your voice say?
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I’m creating more space to listen to my inner voice. Presently, my journaling is helping a lot with this.
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I loved your post, Vinitha!
Yes, I do hear my voice, my inner voice, but on rare occasions. When I am on my walk or during my yoga sessions when I switch off the outer noise and get myself centred, that’s when I hear a small voice talking to me, drilling some sense into me. That’s when I realise I need to give it the importance it deserves and shut out the noise that’s not going to help me in any way.
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Do I hear my voice? I am thinking. Do I? Is it audible to me? Is it? I have not thought about it this way in recent times. Or maybe I am equating my inner voice with the guidance of my team.
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