The Voice Before All Voices
There is a voice before all voices. It is not loud, not urgent, but deeper than thought and older than words.
It speaks in the hush between heartbeats, in the warmth behind your ribs and it is in the still gaze that looks out from your own eyes.
This voice is not taught but remembered. It is not imposed upon you but uncovered by you. It is the knowing that was with you before you learned to doubt.
For too long, we have searched outward for answers, for teachers, for signs in the stars. We’ve bowed to others’ wisdom, forgetting that the sacred spark does not shine brightly in another more than it does in YOU, my Facebook family.
The Inner Guide, your Overself, your Higher Self, is your sacred inheritance. This path is not given by another; it arises from the soil of YOUR Soul. Let your journey not be toward something, but into something, into your own deep trust, your radiant Self, your own intimate UNION with the Source.
The teacher you long for has been with you all along…listening, waiting, loving you into awakening. Peel back the layers of noise to hear again the whisper of your Soul.
A true teacher, if you truly find one, does not imprison you in their certainty – they hand you the mirror and vanish into the background of your becoming.
With Love, in Love and through Love.
There is a voice before all voices. It is not loud, not urgent, but deeper than thought and older than words.
It speaks in the hush between heartbeats, in the warmth behind your ribs and it is in the still gaze that looks out from your own eyes.
This voice is not taught but remembered. It is not imposed upon you but uncovered by you. It is the knowing that was with you before you learned to doubt.
For too long, we have searched outward for answers, for teachers, for signs in the stars. We’ve bowed to others’ wisdom, forgetting that the sacred spark does not shine brightly in another more than it does in YOU, my Facebook family.
The Inner Guide, your Overself, your Higher Self, is your sacred inheritance. This path is not given by another; it arises from the soil of YOUR Soul. Let your journey not be toward something, but into something, into your own deep trust, your radiant Self, your own intimate UNION with the Source.
The teacher you long for has been with you all along…listening, waiting, loving you into awakening. Peel back the layers of noise to hear again the whisper of your Soul.
A true teacher, if you truly find one, does not imprison you in their certainty – they hand you the mirror and vanish into the background of your becoming.
With Love, in Love and through Love.
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