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Knowing

After thinking about all of those old worn out tapes of my saboteur, I decided to take some time to find the cheerleader in me.  Unfortunately, it took some uncovering.
For quite awhile, I tried hard to hear a voice that might shout "You can do it!  Believe in yourself! Yes, you are on the right track!"  But, no-I couldn't hear anything like that.
I tried to locate where the voice was in my body.  Was it in my gut?
Everyone always says, "listen to your gut," but mine wasn't telling me anything.  Not literally.  And what I thought I needed to look for was a voice that would whisper words to me.  I thought there must be something wrong since my little cheerleader, fairy godmother, voice of God, wasn't giving me any verbal reassurance.
I needed to rethink this.  Maybe the old "trust your gut" advice is just meant to remind you that it's not your head that will guide you, but your body or heart?
So, what are the cues my body gives me when I am in distress, uncomfortable, or in a highly emotional spot?
I usually go into the shake mode.  I start to feel on the verge of chills.  I don't breathe slow and easy.  I am tight and tense.  This is my guide under stress.  It might not be a cheerleader shouting to me, but it's a "knowing" that I need to be prepared.  Whatever I am facing will take some strength.  Be ready.  Be on guard.
I have tuned in and found that the "knowing" is also there when I am patient enough to listen to my body, not my mind.  This "knowing" doesn't speak verbally.  I won't hear the words to point me in the right direction or cheer me on.  I have to pay attention to a feeling in my body.  A "sigh" or a small decrease in the tension of my shoulders, neck, or jawline.  A simple sign that my soul feels some peace about a decision.  My body knows the way.  My body can tell me what feels right.
When I stop listening to my body and my inner "knowing," then I start letting the voice in my head get everything all mixed up.  It starts to give me too many options or takes me on a lengthy search for "ways to make it work out."  This makes coming to a decision very hard and prolongs my soul's choice, which was right there from the beginning.
After procrastinating, thinking and rethinking, many times I will come back around to my soul's choice and once I decide to take that path, I feel relief.  The sigh of contentment.  The sign that if I keep tuning in to the "knowing" and turn out the voices of the head, I will be all right.  I will keep at the practice of learning about myself and the beauty of how my body, mind, and heart can work together.



Does the voice in your head get in your way when you need to make decisions?  
How does your body feel when you make a decision that feels "right" to your soul?

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