I catch a glimpse of you,
sometimes when my mind is at rest.
It’s then, I can hear
my heart singing.
It’s then, I can hear
my heart singing.
Grace Notes
Are You Ready to Listen?
Listen. . .
Your heart is beating.
It beats without instruction, whispering of a life force beyond your control.
Listen. . .
Your soul is speaking.
It speaks of why you’re here, and what’s important.
It doesn’t waste time with external considerations.
It wants what it wants. . .
For you. For your present. For your future.
[pullquote]“Don’t think or judge, just listen.” – Sarah Dessen[/pullquote]
Listen. . .
For when was the last time you truly listened?
Start with 5 minutes if that’s what you have.
But start.
Sit. Or walk.
Your presence is all that’s required.
Now breathe.
Listen to your heart, for there are things that make it come more fully alive.
Listen to your soul, for its only purpose is to guide you.
Turn down the volume of your mind to a barely audible hum.
For just 5 minutes, close your eyes.
And listen.
A Recipe for Soul Food
My soul is nourished by a generous helping of the following ingredients:
a period of silence and solitude
+
space to breathe
+
time with my Self
+
beauty to stir my spirit
=
soul food of the most nourishing kind
“Dreams nourish the soul just as food nourishes the body.” – Paulo Coelho
Repeat as needed.
#reverb11 is a prompt driven writing project during the month of December. Its purpose is to inspire reflection and create intention for the coming year.
This post was prompted by Day 10 – Soul Food: How do you nourish your soul?
Make Way
Listen.
“Make a way for yourself inside yourself. Stop looking in the other way of looking.”
The words are Rumi’s.
They stopped me in my tracks. . .
“Make a way for yourself inside yourself.”
They speak to me of space, of slowing down, of creation.
Make. A. Way.
My way is different from yours.
Make your way.
And stop looking elsewhere.
The words are Rumi’s. The meaning is yours.
Tell me.