“It is very quiet here among the stars____except for their singing I hear only the best of my own heart____and I know from this heights____from this level of seeing and feeling___how foolish I have been to allow myself to hear anything but the music of the heart and soul____for in my lifetime of living on a lower level___where one has to take evil into account____I heard the voice of the dark and morbid___I listened and I contributed to the voice of woe___I was bent on telling my own troubles___and determined that others should know of my worst conditions___that I added to the world’s peacefulness and loveless condition___and gave off an aura that would attract no more than madness___but in rising above those voices I can hear something different___and I can look down on my emotions and down on the paths I have been following___and I can see how foolish it was to pass my time____beleiveing that I could drag to me love in its greatest and most holy sense___for no matter what I say, or how beautifully___if I have not love___I am only talking loudly.” Joyce Hifler, To everything, There is A Season.
This is food for thought for sure. I know that there are these thoughts that come to my mind____that I am not happy about when they do crop up. I wonder where they come from. These in other words are “the voice”.
At this point, I feel that the one way to get rid of the voice is to change the subject on myself. The less I think of “those” things, the more I think of other things! The less I pay attention to the old thoughts, the happier I am. So is that how it works?
I think we all have this voice, and it can lead us around into a maze, and until we stop wandering in the maze then we can find a path out of it.
I want peace and happiness like we all want. I don’t want to be my own worse enemy forever.
Love? We all want to feel love, and be wanted. However, I do think how we think, what we beleive____that is the key to happiness. Love?