Wow...quite thought provoking, Englishman. I can't imagine that I chose my parents...because
I don't think I'd have willingly chosen the childhood I had. Your post leaves me with much to think about however.
Wendy...I respect you so much for putting your personal experiences out there for us. Thank you
for trusting us with them...I hope that people will realize what a tremendous blessing it is that you
opened up to the board that way, and how priviledged we are to hear your thoughts that way! Thank you!
I can't say that my inner voice was something I had early in life. Wait, that's not true. I think its
better to say I didn't listen to it.
I knew deep down inside that I was going to have to give myself up entirely when I married my first husband. I wrote it in a journal 2 months before the wedding. But I got caught up in the opinions of others that marrying this ministerial servant was the 'best I would do' because I lacked looks, intelligence, whatever. I know now that wasn't true, but it
became my reality at the time.
My inner voice began asserting itself more loudly after my first miscarriage. I felt a strong tie to
both the babies I lost, and I felt as if I could 'see' them in my mind and heart and know what they would
have been like if they'd have been born. I wrote about that extensively at the time and those
journals are now up on my website. I 'knew' that they were both girls, etc...even though people
thought I was insane at the time.
My inner voice, intuition, whatever you want to call it, became more and more vocal and hard to ignore
as time went on, and by the time I was 25, it was screaming at me. That was the strength
that got me through my decision to divorce Mike, the sense I had of just knowing that I could
trust Justin (we are definitely soul mates. Whether we've been together before, I don't know but we both
have this sense of knowing that we'll be together beyond this life,whatever is after it)
Listening to that voice is how I got through losing my family, leaving the organization, being a single parent
for a time and supporting myself and my child on a seven dollar an hour job as a cashier. It was a leap of
faith: and I knew that I had to take a risk if I was ever going to be really happy.
I was right, even though everyone told me I was crazy. And I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat to get to where
I am now. I can't imagine I'd still be alive if I had kept ignoring that voice: my mind or body would have
given out completely and I just wouldn't be here now.
I have learned to trust my inner voice, and doing so has brought me more peace (and good decisions!)
than I ever thought I'd make.
It's a hard thing to describe, and I've never really put it into words before. So I hope that people
will respect my contributions as just that: my view, just as I respect everyone elses.
Facinating topic, Englishman. I'd have to have a good cup of tea and some silence to really consider
the issue before commenting any more. I look forward to others responses.
*hugs*
Esmeralda
The Four Agreements:
Be Impeccable With Your Word
Don't Take Anything Personally
Don't Make Assumptions
Always Do Your Best