Which Voice Shall I Listen To?
Sluggish, like a slug. That’s how I seem to be feeling these mornings after having had knee surgery. At the same time, I’m asking myself, “why can’t I get anything done, I can hear another voice, a quieter one, saying, “That only means your day is unfolding differently than you thought it was going to. Just be patient with yourself, and you’ll get to it.”
Which voice would I rather listen to? Or rather, which voice makes more sense for me to listen to? The impatient, non-accepting one? Or the voice that’s coming from why own wisdom? The first voice is generated by a thought about what should be.
The second one is generated by my own good sense. The point is not really about which is right, but about which is more likely to give me something back that will help me.
No Motivation
The voice based in what “should be”, offers no possible motivation and nothing but discouragement; not something I can use or want. The second voice reminds me that life will unfold in its own way. It may not be the way I envision, but so what?
The notion that I’m in complete control of what happens in my world doesn’t make any sense to me anymore, because I’ve seen something beyond that. That first voice is generated by a sense of what I think “should” be. It makes no accommodation for reality, for the way things really happen.
The Moment
The second voice, because it’s being generated by my real-time responsive wisdom, is all about making an accommodation for life as it’s unfolding in front of me, right now. The second voice is custom-made for this exact moment.
It’s late in the afternoon. If I had listened to the first voice this morning, it’s likely I’d be tied in knots by now, having gotten little or nothing done. I’d be giving myself endless grief. That would be the sum total of my day. Having chosen to listen to the second voice, the voice of my own wisdom, the day may have unfolded in a totally different way than I originally envisioned, but I was able to go along with it. As a consequence of listening to my own wisdom, I not only accomplished almost everything I needed to do, but the best part is, that I enjoyed every minute of it.
