Listen to that little inner voice( even if everyone thinks you're crazy!!!)

and I thought about the wave of peace that I feel (I know that peace is fleeting and is just visiting), and I appreciate every moment of it. I realized that every “crazy” thing that I have done has brought me to this peace. Please God, let it be a long visit.

It has been proven again that my little inner voice is right most of the darn time. I knew something was wrong, I felt it. But I tried to ignore it because people were saying there was nothing wrong. But there was. And it got worse because I ignored it. When will I learn huh? When will I learn to really listen to my own voice?

There are times when I don’t think I should listen to my little inner voices. These times are when my little voice is telling me things that aren’t good. When my little voice gets overwhelmed, tired, sad and discouraged. It is these times when I need to tell my little voice to buck up. That we both know I am trying my best and my hardest and sooner (hopefully) or later, that will be recognized.
sigh

• I got this as an e-mail forward and it struck a chord. I am struggling with my own imperfections at the moment and working to realize that they do not mean I am broken, they mean I am real, and as long as I recognize my faults and work to improve myself, that is all I can expect of myself. I am seeking to look at the flowers. **

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a
pole which she carried across her neck

One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and
always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked
pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home
only one and a half pots of water.

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.

But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and
miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to
the woman one day by the stream.

“I am ashamed of myself , because this crack in my side causes water to
leak out all the way back to your house.”

The old woman smiled, “Did you notice that there are flowers on your
side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side?”

“That’s because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted
flower
seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you
water them.”

“For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to
decorate the table.

Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty
to grace the house.”

Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it’s the cracks and flaws we
each have that make our lives together so very interesting and
rewarding.

You’ve just got to take each person for what they are and look for the
good in them.

Man oh man.
I have been trying to listen to her (my little voice) and am learning, yet again, that when I don’t, I get myself is less than ideal situations.
These are all growing experiences though right? There can be some good that comes from this right? For me, and for my situation. I, and it, can only get stronger from this…

I listened to it, and I had so much fun. My friend and I drove all over the island and had a real adventure. It is amazing how many people looked at us as if we were crazy, saying “you’re going for just one day?” Then when we got back and they saw the photos, I could see the look of envy on their faces. They can more than afford to go, but it’s not in their minds as possible, because every single plan is not in place. My friend said that it did seem strange to her when I asked her to go with me for just one day, but she had so much fun, she realized that I was right when I told her that we could have wasted our money in a shopping mall for the same cost. How often do we buy useless “must have” items and shortly after it’s no longer special? I have wonderful memories of Kauai now. When I’m old I want to sit with a smile on my face and reflect on the wonderful memories and adventures I’ve had.
Today my little voice said “Go to the Big Island”, so I called the same friend and said “They are offering $19 airfare to the Big Island, can you go in April?” Without hesitation she said “yes!” Hmmmm, so maybe she no longer thinks I’m crazy:o) So I booked our flights today. I’m glad that I showed her that adventures feed our soul, so much more than an expensive shirt or meal. Sometimes the best made plans are not. Sometimes following our whimsy brings us more joy.

I have a little voice. I think everyone does. Do we listen to it? I am not sure. Sometimes I do. I am getting better at it. One thing I have learned over time is how often she is right. She tends to know the truth, and when I have listened, has never led me astray. It is those times that I haven’t listened that I have ended up getting hurt.
It is a process, like everything else I guess.

Amen!

Notice how free we feel when we’re at home or with our closest friends and family that we’d never reveal to the judgmental world.

My family tell me that I’m a “free spirit.” I think it’s their way of saying that I’m crazy, but I have had such an adventure, and hopefully many more to come!