Whispers in my ear
A voice from inner dreaming
“Love and do your will”
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Whisperings by G A Rosenberg
“She knew this music–knew it down to the very core of her being–but she had never heard it before. Unfamiliar, it had still always been there inside her, waiting to be woken. It grew from the core of mystery that gives a secret its special delight, religion its awe. It demanded to be accepted by simple faith, not dissected or questioned, and at the same time, it begged to be doubted and probed.”
― Charles de Lint
I’ve heard it said that there are people who march to the beat of their own drum. They tend to be people who can interact with crowds be in them but not of them because their own music drowns out the group rhythm. When I listen closely I can hear my music. I first heard it at a young age. It’s staccato rhythms didn’t seem to mix in well with the marching beat of the school system. I often felt like a badly tuned instrument. Still I liked my interior music more. It suited me and I spent nights improvising and rifting around it. As I’ve grown older, as I come across each new concept, I sound it out against the music I hear inside. Does it fit? Is it better, more vital somehow? At times even when the answer to both of those questions was no I still made a choice to follow the newer rhythm usually because of attractions like sex or money or some other form of life drug. I usually learned at some point thereafter that my own rhythm suited me better. I wouldn’t call those missteps mistakes. They gave me some of my more entertaining life stories yet still more often than not that inner tune leads me true and I have learned to rely on it.
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A Chaotic Mirror by G A Rosenberg
I Went Into a Dream by G A Rosenberg
“Occasionally, there arises a writing situation where you see an alternative to what you are doing, a mad, wild gamble of a way for handling something, which may leave you looking stupid, ridiculous or brilliant -you just don’t know which. You can play it safe there, too, and proceed along the route you’d mapped out for yourself. Or you can trust your personal demon who delivered that crazy idea in the first place.
Trust your demon.”
― Roger Zelazny
When I read quotes about writing or other forms of creating art, I often pause and consider how it may apply to the art of living itself. For aren’t we creating our lives as we go along? We may be inspired by various thing but ultimately our lives are our creations. Oh we can play it safe as Roger Zelazny here suggests and follow along either the path encouraged by others or by our younger selves. Occasionally tho life manages to surprise us with opportunities or possibilities we’ve never envisioned. Do we jump at them and take the chance or do we say, “No, this is my plan and I’m sticking to it” The choice is ours but it is always good to listen not to the voice of ‘reason’ (not to knock reason, it is what stops us from dancing blindfolded through traffic among other things, but if we did naught but listen to our reason we would miss out on so much) but to our inner voice, that inner spark that guides us. Whether we call it our True Will or our intuition or ‘Divine Guidance’, it tends to bring us the lessons we most need.
Of course, when we take the responsibility of choices made by our own inner guidance, we need to be willing to accept the consequences that may arise. Every decision has consequences tho including the decision not to act.
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Origins by G A Rosenberg
Spreading His Wings by G A Rosenberg
The Universe Lies Within