The questions up above can give you a headache if you're not careful. And you might just scratch your head and say, "I can't think about this - look at this Christmas list! I've got enough headaches, thank you! Can we talk shopping and solid things that I can get my head around? And what the heck do I get Uncle Jack who's just bought himself a Mazzarati? His wife says it's male menopause." I wouldn't know.
Sure. Here's something solid - me. Solid as a plum pudding, since I ate three pieces of pie and a mound of mashed potato and gravy last week - and shoved that inner voice into the basement. The voice that trilled, "You're going to regret this!" Yup.
That inner voice can really toss a glass of cold water on holiday dinners, and snacks, and boxes of chocolates and bottles of wine ... and third helpings. But did you know it will stop if you ask it to?
Because, you see, I believe that silent, inner voice is you. You can call it your conscience, and it is that, or it could be your spirit - often known as 'the soul' - giving you a tweak. Anyway you look at it, it is You. Look at it this way, your 'human you' wouldn't be bellying up to the table (and the bar) if the spirit you hadn't brought it here. The spirit that is you - you're one and the same.
There have been a few times in this lifetime when I've asked myself, "Who am I really?" And, "What am I doing here?" Ask that Inner Voice. I've found out that it has the answers to all of the above questions.
It has the answers to everything, I've learned, and I think that's because it has a much better view of the picture of my miniscule life than I have. It is part of that infinite mass of Universal energy, and privy to all of knowledge there is out there. You might say it has an infinite view. It can see forever. My own, in comparison, is like looking through the eye of a needle. But if you try, you can get to know that spirit, recognize the oneness you share with it, and become privy to everything it knows. It's like having a BBF who knows everything and all the answers - only not quite so irritating, because, after all - it is you we're talking about, not someone who is separate from you. And you couldn't possibly be irritating, could you.
I don't believe that a bunch of uninvolved, mindless cells clumped together and formed me. Bang! Bibitty bobbity Boo! Although, I have to admit that when I've had a particularly, ill-informed, bad idea, I've wondered. But not for long.
My belief is that the spirit me chose to incarnate on earth at this particular time, and chose it's human body, it's parents, and other fellow spirits to make this earth journey with. "Why on earth would I have chosen her as a mother/friend/sister/cousin?" Someone might ask. "She's a real piece of work! Mean, vindictive, cruel and generally awful!" Well we're taught that she may well be of your greatest teachers while you're here. "WHAT!" It's true. Perhaps this person is teaching you compassion - for yourself, the people around you, others who have been mistreated. Perhaps she's opened your eyes to a multitude of injustices you might never have noticed, making you a much kinder, gentler soul than you might have been? Think so? And perhaps, by becoming that, your perspective towards her could change and that kindness might just reach her and make her think. Or not. But, I think we come into this life to teach, and to be taught the spiritual lessons we need to evolve both as human beings and spirits. It's a difficult school we've chosen. But there are opportunities everywhere.
One of the best opportunities we have is the ability to tap into that spirit that is you and ask for answers. Listen carefully to that inner voice and it will become clearer and clearer. Who know? It might even give you an idea for Jack! Experiment with those questions and see how it works.
Happy shopping everyone. I'm getting another piece of that pecan pie before I go. To ward off the headaches :) Strictly medicinal. Where's that inner vice when I need it. I hope it's not going to be a scrooge about the pie.
Take care and stay calm in the midst of chaos.
