Listening to Your Inner Voice

A reflection on trusting your natural rhythm to create, connect, and live with ease.

I want to commit to going with what feels right in the moment — and although that’s difficult, it always produces better results.

Going with the flow of energy — in terms of where I sit, how I write, what I write, how I move, who I communicate with, and so on. I plan to get more in touch with how I feel — in my bones — what it’s telling me.

Today, I’m typing my pages.

I just caught myself rereading what I’m typing, and I think that’s my default setting.

Yep, just did it again.

I think that’s often why I prefer pen and paper — or iPencil and iPad. I don’t have that automatic program where I self-edit the entire time I’m writing, mostly because I can’t seem to read what I’ve written.

That may actually work to my benefit — but oftentimes it works against me, since I come back and have no idea what I wrote.

So, a little bit of this and a little bit of that.

I think you have to mix it up — go with what feels good in the moment and try new things.

New spaces, when the old spaces aren’t sparking anything. Different methods, tools, approaches, etc.

Writing is a beautiful thing once you allow yourself to let it flow and stop being so hard on yourself. Just write. Just be.

This holds true in everyday life as well. I used to spend so much time and energy putting on a show — being something I was not (or at least, trying to be). And no — I didn’t know while I was putting on the show that it wasn’t actually me.

It was a denial… an unconscious program.

You learn how to “be” a certain way.

I was taught how important first impressions are, and I usually aced every interview or meeting. But then I had to keep showing up as that pitch-perfect human I presented on day one — and that can kill you.

To hell with that.

The façade is a silent killer.

It eats you from the inside out — the energy it drains, the forced face and persona, the imposter syndrome that carves away at your insides and kills you slowly.

The shame — the feeling of I’m really not good enough.

It takes so much effort to be “me.”

And why? It shouldn’t.

Being yourself should feel easy, flowing, illuminating.

You should surround yourself with people who love the person you are — the natural version of you.

The light that comes through you when you are you.

That is authentic light. It’s real, and it can’t be mistaken. It’s the light that allows others to see you — and to be seen.

It produces authentic connections.

So whatever feels comfortable, whatever feels easy, whatever sparks joy — whatever ignites your inner flame — follow that.

When writing, connecting with others, dating, relating, and so on — let’s not feel pressured to always show up the same way.

Why do we have to have such static personalities?

“Be like water,” as Bruce Lee says.

We are fluid.

We change — whether it’s daily in our food choices, or the way we write, the topics we care about, our aspirations.

We are a constant evolution — daily, seasonally, and across decades.

We change.

We are impacted by our experiences, our setbacks and triumphs, our environment, and everything around us.

We are in constant flux.

If we attempt to stay still — trapped in a mold from a year ago, a decade ago, or even yesterday — and that mold no longer feels right — we contract. We stiffen. We cannot evolve or explore new territories.

Allow yourself to have a vision for what you want to see — but be flexible.

Listen to yourself.

The inner voice, the being within you, is always speaking — guiding you.

All you have to do is listen.

Take note of how it feels.

I was told once by one of my clients that I’m not flexible. And today, when I look back, I realize — I am flexible.

I’m just not willing to turn into a pretzel to adapt to hustle culture, societal norms, or certain ways of doing things.

I will not fit the mold.

I listen to myself — my inner voice — and allow her to lead me.

She knows best.

I’m grateful I didn’t fold into what he believed I should be.

Funny enough — he’s still my client.

And eventually, he accepted my way of doing things. It allowed me to show up as the best version of myself — in the moment — and to do my best work for him and his organization.

Life is funny.

People want to know.

They want security.

They want to know who you are, what they are getting themselves into when choosing you — whether for a relationship, a date, a life partner, a client, a service provider, or a friend.

But people change.

They are energy.

When two different energies collide, you get something completely different.

We can’t possibly say, “Yes, I am XYZ.”

I might say, “I’m vegan.”

Well, today, I might be vegan. But a month from now, if I discover my body is no longer feeling good on a vegan diet, I will have to switch.

Does that make me a liar? No.

Or those dating app questions — like, “Is your phone always charged?” and “Do you reply quickly?”

Yes, in general, I do.

But during different seasons, if I’m going through something, checking my phone might be the furthest thing from my mind.

Different strokes — not just for different folks, but for different seasons, different days.

I have low-energy days and high-energy days.

Days when I crave solitude, and days when I want to share with people I love — or get out and reconnect with nature.

I read a question once on a dating questionnaire: “Would you prefer a kiss in Paris or the woods?”

Honestly? I wouldn’t mind either.

It would depend on the energy, the person I’m with, and how I’m feeling.

So listen.

That’s the main point here.

Listen to your inner guidance system.

Don’t make quick decisions.

Take the time to listen — to your body, to how you are feeling.

The answers always lie within.

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