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Monday, December 27, 2010

Hearing Voices

I hear voices in the stillness. They speak through written words but are not mine...or are they? The voices call to me from far and near and I listen -- I pause in the moment and hear the messages. They are the voices beyond the world and are getting louder, stronger, breaking through the barriers that have contained them as refugees in a concentration camp. They call out to be heard in a truthful voice, not one of anger but of peace.

I hear a voice that remembers swimming in a pond that was tempting on a hot summer day, not a crystal clear stream or pool but a dirty, mud-at-the-bottom pond that was superbly refreshing and genuine in its plain brown wrapper of peace and gentleness. I remember.

I hear a voice that calls out in the woods where all is wet and cold, the sun sliding down the mountain with the torrential rainfall, the path now a slippery slope of stones that move beneath my feet and I remember feeling exhilarated because I was no longer separate from, but had become one with the elements and nothing existed but one step at a time, squishy boots and bloody knee and a blissful sense of perfection in the chaos of the storm.

I hear a voice that calls out from a tiny house on a huge mountain, where firewood is stacked and the heavy snows fall more deeply than expected, yet the fire warms and the storm that swirls in Her breath soothes as it prevents the other dark storm from crossing the threshold.

I remember a voice.

So many paths and voices call out now to be heard in their true nature, not muffled by hand or cloth or dark void of those who dominate out of their own fear and lack of access to a true voice - Her voice. I hear a voice whose cries are now songs of joy sung in the light and I feel the love in Her voice as she speaks softly in my head and heart and through Her world. I hear Her voice singing joyously in my mind, the tones in perfect harmony, low and high, soft or sharp, they become my voice now, breaking free, the once tight constriction in my throat free as the noose loosens and falls away. I hear my voice and Her voice and all the voices! Oh what a glorious symphony! We sing and laugh and cry in pure happiness in this moment of serenity.

I hear the voices of Her in all of nature, the barks and meows of my beloved companions, the flip of a fin from the fish bowl, the bird call from limbs shorn of leaves but shared with feathers, the tapping of crystal snowflakes upon the pane of glass next to me flung there in ecstasy by Her winds of change that howl in a voice so true and pure. She speaks always in Her stark beauty, Her soft glow, Her voices in millions of melodies all around me! Our voices join together and I can hear my Truth. I remember my voice. Listen. I hear my voice. There. Free.

May all our voices be free and true in love and peace.


  1. A lovely post! So many voices, if we only take time to listen . . .

  2. Darla, just wanted you to know that you won one of the books I recently featured at my blog. If you read today's post, you will see your name at the bottom. :-) Congrats! And if you can e me your mailing address, I'll send you the Flanagan book. It is very good. I'm sure you'll like it.
    buddhachicks(at)gmail(dot)com. Blessings!

  3. Vicki, so glad you stopped by; in a post by "Mermaid" she also focused upon listening... I love synchronicity... :-)

    Jan, thank you! Your blog is so wonderful in providing such loving support always; I'm grateful that I will be receiving one of your giveaways!

  4. Oh how I love that last paragraph - " I hear the voices of Her in all of nature..." I experienced that today, how ironic. So many voices, they lifted me up, and I felt....true. Real. Alive in the fullest sense of the word.

  5. I would love to hear more about your own voices, Brenda. How wonderful!


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