[Lallymac]

I had a funny thing happen last week that has given experience to a concept I’ve conveyed in spiritual development classes.

In response to the question ‘why do we have guides’ I’ve frequently said that we’re more likely to listen to a Native American Indian or Tibetan Monk than to our own voice, especially if they’re standing in front of us wearing all their regalia. If it were our own voice imparting knowledge and wisdom to us we’re likely to respond with ‘what a load of unsubstantiated rot. What would you know?’

Since I was a child I have had a man talk to me clearly in relation to my personal life. Guides began to appear in my early thirties and I’ve spent the last 15 years working as a clairvoyant/medium. The sights, sounds and sensations that accompany them are as familiar as old shoes. While I’ve learned to heed the intuitive prompts and listen to words coming from my own mouth, the voices I’ve heard have always been distinctly separate from own. That is until recently.

Last week I’d seen my last reading for the day out of the door and was shutting the bedroom windows to keep in the warmth of sun (mid winter here). As I stepped across my daughter’s room I heard my own voice clearly state ‘I’m ready to get married again.’ I caught my breath, chuckled and said, ‘Well you’ve got your work cut out because I’m not interested.’ Then I heard it again and at the same time had a sensation of confirmed readiness wave through my body.

After two long term relationship, raising four of my own children and three step children, I fully admit to having relished my own time and space in the last 4-5 years. I’ve been in no hurry to compromise just yet in another relationship but always had a sense of someone standing beside me when my daughters get married.

Standing in the kitchen a few minutes later my mind kicked into high gear running a series of preconceived programs about what this means. I heard my own voice speak sternly, ‘Do nothing. It’s all taken care of.’ A few arguments sprung to mind like, I’m not ready and I haven’t finished this current project, I don’t have time yet. But it all felt a bit futile. The voice has spoken. Time will tell.

I’ve been aware of reaching deeper inside my self over the last year rather than journeying outside. It’s been rather like a tickle that I’ve had itch. Reaching down, scratching, gaining temporary relief then having to reach further each time. In the process I’ve discovered things about myself that I never knew existed. It has been like diving for sunken treasure.

My question now is does the term Higher Self give the sense of something above that we reach outside of ourselves for and is Inner Self more appropriate?
Lallymac