None of us will ever accomplish anything excellent or commanding except when he listens to this whisper which is heard by him alone.
Ralph Waldo Emerson US essayist & poet (1803 - 1882)
I believe in that whisper, because I hear it so loudly. Sometimes it is overwhelming in its clarity, demanding action, begging the comfort of loving attention. Soul whispers are almost sacred in their purity, and each of us hears them in some form or another. They are precious and as beautiful as angel song, but repeated over and over even the best of music becomes tiresome if you cannot sing along.
I try to do a duet whenever possible. Nothing seems quite as natural as the blending of your voice with the melody of your soul. Life and all its agony is tranformed in a breaths time when you are doing the things you were born to do. Excellent things, commanding things, born in a whisper then given to the world with a joyful heart.
THINK ABOUT IT
LET IT GROW