Sunday, April 01, 2012

How To Recognize Your Own True Voice


Over the past few days, friends and clients have shared with me their thoughts about Melissa’s essay, The Undertow.  One person said that she was reminded of the following poem, which echoes the struggle Melissa wrote of. . .

The Journey
Mary Oliver

    One day you finally knew
    what you had to do, and began,
    though the voices around you
    kept shouting
    their bad advice--
    though the whole house
    began to tremble
    and you felt the old tug
    at your ankles.
    "Mend my life!"
    each voice cried.
    But you didn't stop.
    You knew what you had to do,
    though the wind pried
    with its stiff fingers
    at the very foundations,
    though their melancholy
    was terrible.
    It was already late
    enough, and a wild night,
    and the road full of fallen
    branches and stones.
    But little by little,
    as you left their voices behind,
    the stars began to burn
    through the sheets of clouds,
    and there was a new voice
    which you slowly
    recognized as your own,
    that kept you company
    as you strode deeper and deeper
    into the world,
    determined to do
    the only thing you could do--
    determined to save
    the only life you could save.

I especially like the lines,
You knew what you had to do. . .
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own

As with Melissa, as with so many of us (all of us really), there are “voices” that cause us to doubt our abilities and ourselves.  Voices that paralyze us.  Voices that “sound” real and yet, the fears they instill in us are remote possibilities at best, illusory at worst.  And, still, we give them power.

Melissa was able to quiet the violent whispers of doubt and simply mother Bella.  She knew what she had to do.

What is something that you know you have to do, yet, haven’t mustered the courage because you’ve paid too much attention to the “voices” that say “don’t. . .why bother?”

Why do you give them power?

Are there voices you’re ignoring?  Voices that speak of work that generates curiosity and excitement?

What would your daily life look like, if you quieted the voices that sabotage you and instead welcomed the voices that encourage you to risk?

Why not. . .begin to do today what you know you have to do and let that be your legacy for this day. . .and then, take it up again tomorrow. . .and tomorrow. . .

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