The Voice of Our Soul

When we pause in prayer and meditation, the answers come from seeing with our spiritual eye and listening to the voice of our soul. ~ Voices of Recovery, November 4

We live among a cacophony of noises....
or at least I do. The television on
except when a radio is on, though two radios
may, and do, compete for a while each day.
The chihuahua wheezes, whines,
scratches the bed, the recliner, where she wants to be,
squeaks her babies, her stuffed toys
when she figures out how.
The poodle delights in barking
at the big dog when my favors seem to him misdirected,
at the dog across the street, at squirrels, birds,
reflections in the glass...The big dog shadows me,
clicking his claws on the tiles, digging for trash to eat...
a cacophony not just of noise but things to do,
interferences.
But mornings, the first visit outside of the day,
I can read meditations,  pause in prayer and silence,
and  answers for the day come from seeing
with my spiritual eye
and listening to the voice of my soul.
Thank God!!