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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Still Listening



I got the brushes & paint out this morning and put color on canvas...it felt so good.  

I'm continually amazed at how resistant I sometimes am to doing the very thing I know will nurture me. (Yes, this is an on-going theme.)  I'm realizing, though, that when I listen to the mind (that wants desperately to keep me safe and small), I suffer.

Sometimes it's difficult to know who's talking.  But, more and more, I'm learning to distinguish the mind voices from the soul voices.  

When the mind is talking (and it will always and forever try to make its fraidy cat voice heard), I feel constricted, tired, afraid, anxious, impatient, hesitant.  I feel like protecting myself, staying comfortable and doing what I always do.  I worry about what others will think.  I worry that I'm not good enough.  I think about what I'm not getting.  I think I need to know the hows before I begin.  I don't begin.

When I allow myself to slow way down and listen closer, I hear little whispers...the little whispers are brave and sweet and nurturing and gentle. They say things like, just begin, let go of needing it to be good, just show up, you have nothing to prove, just be you, let go and trust.  Open.  Stop trying to control.  Let the magic come through.  You don't have to do this alone.  Let go.  Let go.  Let go.

When I listen to the whispers I feel energized, empowered, excited, giddy--maybe a little (or a lot) scared too, but, alongside the scared, I feel full and courageous.  I feel like giving and sharing.  I feel a sense of possibility.

I am learning that I can allow the mind voices to be there, maybe even have breakfast with them if I want...but I don't have to listen.  I don't have to do what they say.  I don't have to allow them to drag me to hell (where they often threaten to keep me forever).

There is a wise, soft, gentle part of me that waits patiently for me to slow down and listen.  This part of me knows there are no limits, trusts that there is absolutely enough to go around and knows the next step will be revealed in perfect time.  And believes in abundance and magic. And miracles.

This part of me wants to soar bravely into the wide open, sunshiny expansiveness of me.

I think I'll lean in real close and listen to the whispers.

Which part are you listening to today?
  

7 comments :

  1. Beautiful post, Julia. I love the saying in the picture too.

    I am learning to hear that sweet music under all of the noise, and to let it lead me and remind me of the beauty. You are one of my favorite melodies:)

    I love this:

    'There is a wise, soft, gentle part of me that waits patiently for me to slow down and listen. This part of me knows there are no limits, trusts that there is absolutely enough to go around and knows the next step will be revealed in perfect time. And believes in abundance and magic. And miracles.'

    XOXOXO,

    Brooke

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  2. Beautiful words and imagery. I understand the joy and peace that comes with putting color on canvas. Sometimes just mixing colors is enough for me, it feels so soothing.

    Listening to those gentle whispers is what we all need to do, I think. Thanks for the reminder.

    Sending love your way tonight, my tender-hearted friend.

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  3. Julia,

    Oh, your words echo what my heart feels. And, they arrive with such perfect timing.

    I loved how you wrote" am learning that I can allow the mind voices to be there, maybe even have breakfast with them if I want...but I don't have to listen. I don't have to do what they say. I don't have to allow them to drag me to hell (where they often threaten to keep me forever)."

    Today, I listen to the voice that makes me feel joyful and inspired!

    Wishing you a beautiful day, my friend.
    xoxo

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  4. just be you, let go and trust. such perfect words. i am so moved by your words and i feel these same things. with your help i am letting go of the voice inside that doesnt allow me to just be me. i am writing more and feeling the power to share more, create more, and be more. thanks so much julia.

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  5. I just spent a weekend fighting over who's voices to listen to - the mind with those horrible scary voices, or the soul, with those quiet whispers that are so important. They each had their turn in my head, but I was so much happier in the core of me if I didn't listen to the niggling mind fears. It's a good lesson for me. I need to remember this more often!
    Beautiful post - thank you.
    ~Kelly

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  6. i love that photo. beautifully written post, julia. xoxo

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  7. Your photo is fantastic! And your post- let me just say, it is a theme for me too. I SO relate to you on so many levels.

    And truly, thank you Julia. I cried when I read your comment on my post on Roots of She. Then I was mowed over with gratitude. There is this moment of total insecurity (who am I kidding- I was insecure all night last night!) Anyway, there is this moment when the post is hanging there, in the universe and I feel so uncomfortable, exposed and afraid. Then your comment. And I am free of all of that spiraling downward thinking. You are a true gift in my life. Thank you so much Julia.

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♥ Julia