Just as I was nearing the end of the book, my eyes land on this gem of a quote...
"I knew what I felt and felt what I knew."
Well, my insides were practically doing back flips because this is EXACTLY how one feels when they follow their tug.
The author tells a story about when he was 5 years old. I won't spoil it for you by divulging the details, but I will say that his absolute confidence of his inner knowing at that tender age is what resonates with me.
It's easy to think that kids couldn't possibly get all this metaphysical stuff. They don't have enough worldly experience to understand anything about life. And perhaps that's precisely the point. Maybe that's the exact reason they do.
I remember when I was a young child I had a vivid notion of my place in the world, how I fit in the universe... I felt an inner knowing and connectedness, but I didn't have the words to explain my feelings... still, it didn't make those feelings any less real.
Then I grew up and forgot all that wonder that was inside me. I grew up and became serious... doing serious things like living in a serious world, paying serious bills. The laughter waned. The feelings numbed. The voice became a faint whisper – almost inaudible. The lightness of being was exchanged for a certain heaviness. I moved further and further away from my spark and nearly lost it completely.
But it's that spark that ignites my soul. It was my genius... how could I abandon it? Man, I was a terrible steward!
I knew so much more when I was a young child.
Warning: it can be messy. Your path might look like a doodle pattern on an Etch-a-Sketch, with lines going in every direction.
Very much like this ---->
Do yourself a favour, get quiet and start listening to your own self knowing. Because you DO know. That's the prize!!