JQ12 - How often are you silent enough to hear God?
Not nearly enough, nor often enough. Silence to hear, for me, is such a rarity that I think I've forgotten what it is like. It has been so very long since I've had a pocket of silence. So long, in fact, that I have chosen to relinquish my current career; I have tendered my resignation from the corporate life. As of the 21st, I will no longer be in a job. By choice.
This is scary and exciting and outlandish and necessary and something to anticipate. I have chosen this change; there is power in that. I could spend a great deal of time thinking about what it is I'm giving up as I step away from this career. Or I could focus forward on what it is I want to create in my life. The alchemist must give up a bit of gold to find the Philosopher's Stone, as it goes.
With this rescinding, I will have time for silence. I will have time to sit and ponder. I will have time to sweep out the years-long clamour and contention and corporate conundrums. I will have time to think ahead, get creative, plot a personal path, write, read. Ah, yes. Read. To nourish the soul.
I can focus on studies, finish up this psychotherapy preparation, get my designation, get busy doing what I love: help others transmute their fears to self-empowerment.
And the path to my personal fulfillment is one with a stretch of silence - enough silence that will allow me to hear the voice of the Divine speak.
I look forward to establishing a daily morning practice, uninterrupted or distracted from worldly matters, to sit. In silence. And listen.
And here is to the next chapter, the next season, the next adventure. It's time.