The younger me didn’t trust herself.
Ignoring my inner voice who knew,
Just knew the right way forward.
Placing my destiny in other hands.
Malleable, pliable me; shaped and molded,
I doubted the wise owl within.
Who warned, who cautioned, who said,
“This contrived existence isn’t for you.”
Wisdom of the soul, but sometimes…
Truthfully – I was all, “What? What?”
Foolish girl. It took many years
To realize life is easier, better
And richer when I’m being me.
Day Five of Five for Five – and I did it! I blogged five days in a row for the first time ever. Big thanks to Sarah and Jen at Momalom.com for hosting this meme, and to Melissa for encouraging her Six Word Fridays participants to join in on the fun.
* Owl symbolism sourced via pure-spirit.com
16 Responses to “Six Word Fridays: listening”
So true! Thanks for sharing!
Aidan Donnelley Rowley
I can relate to so much of this. Thrilled to have found your blog!
Thanks Aidan – and I yours! 🙂
I am still learning this, too, how much more smoothly everything in life seems to flow when I’m listening to the internal voice, when I’m being me. xoox
Yes, you can breathe so much easier when life is less forced.
Hear! Hear! We all know that to be true yet we need to make mistakes in order for us to really believe that.
Justine, The learning (the listening?) is in the mistakes. Agree.
It’s always easier being your authentic self versus one that you think makes others happy. I wish we were all born with that wisdom.
Me too, Kelly!
Learning to hear/listen to that true voice…the journey of (perhaps?) a life time. I feel like as long as we’re headed in the right direction…closer and closer to what’s true within us, we’re ok. (my post has a very similar theme today)… I’m touched as I read blogs and see that there are so many women who are learning (much earlier than I did!) that this voice is the key…and that they are hearing it and listening! (and, I’m not gonna lie…the picture haunts me a bit!)
Adrienne, read your post and totally “hear” you on the similarities of our themes. Learning to trust that voice…takes time. Glad I’m finally listening!
Oh, I know just what you mean. Be the owl. Embrace the owl? One of these must make a good slogan… 😉
Maybe we should trademark them. 🙂
Listening the quiet voice inside is hard – the world outside is so loud, sounds so stridently certain. But inside knowing is better.
I adore owls. One stayed by my window during my first pregnancy. She sang to me often.
It was only after that I truly trusted myself.
Why is the right voice always a whisper and the wrong one so loud? There are so many things I want to roar but just end up squeaking out
I get this. And It took me many years to realize I wasn’t always me. And that life was easier when I stopped to listen to the she who would be me when I opened the door.