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The Quiet Knowing

There is a difference in sitting in a room and wanting someone to ask you a question you can answer, so that maybe they would see the significance in your voice

And the Quiet Knowing, that you are valuable. Unique. Have a story. Are interesting, and insightful, and worthy.

Seeking worthiness seems feasible in feable terms how does one get quiet and be fulfilled, allowing the knowing to be enough?

You want to be enough.

Enough is relative and realistically speaking so many don't think anything is enough.

Silence.

How quiet can your Mind get

So your Soul can speak up

When life is lived Soulfully it is fulfilled in the knowing.

The quiet Knowing, that you are exactly where it feels good for your Soul to be...

To Be.

To just, be.

Quietly.

Sitting in a room full of strangers and someone asks you, what your name is

The response can feel like a pull to ask you another question you know you can answer

And a quiet response that says, it is this, but you dont feel like this, so even though the letters still fit together the same, when you tell them, it will tell them nothing..

To be heard, is to feel connected

All else is a meeting of egos that never really says much at all.

How can anyone know you at all

If you're scared, at all, of allowing the Quiet Knowing, to be absolutely, unapologetically, enough.

Too far, she always feels.

You've felt too far, too loudly, too many times, too late, too early.

She is me, and it is important to clarify that.

I yearn to remember that I am so much, enough.

 

- Blessings -

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Oct 28, 2019
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