I've been working hard to center myself lately and listen to that little quiet voice inside. The one that just *knows* things. I've often drowned it out because it's scared/annoyed/weirded me out, but I have come to realize that it only really ever tries to be helpful and I'd like it's help.
I've felt lost for awhile now. I've *never* had a life dream. I never wanted to be anything when I grew up. I still don't, so I've been hoping that this work will pay off, and if I'm able to sit and actually quiet my rambling, incessant ego-mind long enough *something* will come to me. A direction. A salvation. Something.
It's already helped in other arenas though. I've noticed since I started that I've neglected to think of JC as often, and when I do, it's often with just a slight bemusement at myself for being able to actually get away from him. It's not exactly what I dove in looking for, but I'll take it.
