I remember when I was a child I would trust my instincts more. I would know almost intuitively, what was supposed to happen. As I grew older and as I grew smarter, I trusted my gut less and listened to my peers. When I was older, well, I was much wiser I figured, so I did not listen to my gut at all. I listened to my friends, my co-workers, my bosses, my family and all those people who loved me so much. After all, they were only looking out for my best interests.
One day after almost giving up all hope I sat in a room all by myself. I shut out my friends, my family and everyone else and all of their voices I banished from my head. At first, I cried. Then I became quite. Very quite! From deep within, I heard a voice cry out.
"Why don't you listen to me?"
I did not answer.
"No one loves you more than I do. No one cares about you more than I do," the voice continued.
So where have you been, I thought.
"You used to listen to me when you were younger. Not only don't you listen to me, you do not trust me and I have never steered you wrong. I am always here, trying to reach you over the voices of the world. My voice is soft! My nudges are gentle!"
I will be back, I thought. This feels so wonderful. All the wisdom in the world is within me!
"You make it sound like you have to visit me in some distant place. I am with you, within you, available to you 24/7/365. All you have to do is pay attention."
©2001 Allan Marston