Whispers


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When I was, as my mother would say, a wee sprout, I had my first experience with hearing that soft whisper that has warned me, inspired me, and on occasion, nagged me. Perhaps because I was raised in a household where being "fey" was looked at as normal, I never questioned that this was not real. 

I can't tell you what the first thing I "heard" was, but I do remember talking to my mother about it when I was about six years old. We had had a lesson in school where sister had told the class about a saint who heard "the whispers of the angels." I asked Momma if that was who was speaking to me.  I still remember her looking very seriously into my eyes and saying, "Lindy, it might be angels, it might be what artists call the muse, or it might be what some people call, 'the voice of your ancestors or guides.' I don't know, but I do know you need to listen and pay attention to what you hear."

So, for over a half century, I have listened. Sometimes, I am warned that I shouldn't do something or shouldn't go somewhere. Other times, I have been gifted with ideas for poetry or stories that seem to be written through me rather than by me. Still other times, I have been nagged about doing something I know I should be doing, but have procrastinated. I can honestly say that the only time I have had issues is when I didn't listen. 

Do you hear your angels or muse or guides whispering to you? Do you listen? What happened? Share your story with us.

Blessings!

Comments

Eliza Fayle said…
All the time! Have since I was a wee sprout, however, the only time I listened was to channel my arts and crafts. I was totally confused about interacting with people and desperately wanted to fit in, so I didn't listen to those guiding voices. They would have told me that approval of others didn't matter, but my fear was a stronger voice. Now I listen to every single whisper, be it my art muses, my daily advice guides, or my Big Life Decisions angels. Anything they have to say is gospel.
Unknown said…
Yes!! Though, only recently has the voice returned. No longer could I hear it after my daughter was killed. It's taken nearly a decade for the whisperings to return.

Initially, I thought my soul was just too noisy for me to hear them. My broken pieces rattling around like china teacups in a pillowcase. Sharp and jagged and loud. Insistent.

Within the past months, the notion that I willingly silenced the voices seems to make more sense. My reasoning? Anger.

The whispers were loud enough to tell me there was a big "event" going to happen . . . that night. I even felt so strongly about it, I told my manager I would never be back to work. Becca was killed four hours later. I was given the information that my world was going to change, BUT not given enough detail to know how to save my child?

I felt betrayed. I still do. Why listen to the voices, the urgings, if they are going to remain half told?

As I write this, I am thankful I can hear them again. Either my soul has quieted or my anger has waned. Or, maybe . . . a bit of both.
Unknown said…
Yes!! Though, only recently has the voice returned. No longer could I hear it after my daughter was killed. It's taken nearly a decade for the whisperings to return.

Initially, I thought my soul was just too noisy for me to hear them. My broken pieces rattling around like china teacups in a pillowcase. Sharp and jagged and loud. Insistent.

Within the past months, the notion that I willingly silenced the voices seems to make more sense. My reasoning? Anger.

The whispers were loud enough to tell me there was a big "event" going to happen . . . that night. I even felt so strongly about it, I told my manager I would never be back to work. Becca was killed four hours later. I was given the information that my world was going to change, BUT not given enough detail to know how to save my child?

I felt betrayed. I still do. Why listen to the voices, the urgings, if they are going to remain half told?

As I write this, I am thankful I can hear them again. Either my soul has quieted or my anger has waned. Or, maybe . . . a bit of both.
Unknown said…
I don’t know about whispers. I guess as a kid there were times I must have spoken to some one only I could see.
I know now as a mother I put a lot of value in my first instincts. If I get a feeling about something or someone, I always listen. I don’t know if it’s guides or my “mothers intuition” but I quickly learned not to ignore it... or them. ;)
I love your description "Big Life Decision angels!" Thanks for sharing, Eliza! I am glad you are open to listening again because your artwork and the work you do with women is awesome!
Thank you for sharing your thoughts so openly. your discription of your soul breaks my heart...so visual! I am happy to hear you can hear the whispers again. May they guide you and bring you peace.
Thanks for sharing! Yes, mother's intuition is one form of whispering. Most children have a natural ability to hear and see what is not obviously there. Staying open to that as an adult takes work, but it is worth it in the long run.
Tui Snider said…
Yes! As silly as it sounds, I often hear my clearest inner whisperings while brushing my teeth and getting dressed for the day. I think that my intuition finds this a good time to transmit to me; there's less mental traffic to compete with when I am still a little sleepy! Not that long ago, I realized that if I'm feeling frazzled that taking time to brush my teeth and do some light menial chores (like the dishes!) will help me reconnect and reset my focus.
Oh, Tui, I hadn't connected that before, but you are right! I get a lot of my whisperings when I am doing something that doesn't require me to be thinking too much...ironing, dishes, sewing, gardening, etc. I like that you shared this and that you said that when you feel frazzled it helps reconnect you! Awesome!

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