There are times in my life when the universe has spoken to me in a clear, forceful voice. There were a few times when I listened and did exactly what my intuition guided me to do. In each case, I was rewarded in ways I could not have imagined. There were other times when I ignored my inner voice because I was afraid or insecure. Each time there was a price to pay for refusing to honor my truth.
Lately that voice that I have come to recognize as Divine Inspiration has been instructing me very clearly. It speaks one word, over and over again. It says: "WRITE!"
Writing is difficult. It requires discipline and focus. It is lonely. At times, even painful. I'm not even sure I'm very good at it or that anyone outside of my small circle of friends and family will ever find value in what I write. Some days (most days) I think that I would prefer baking cookies or watching Oprah. But still that voice speaks to me and I know that right now I am supposed to write.
I have to trust that voice. Writing for me, at this point in my life, is an act of faith.
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