Just Listen
Sometimes I am a little fish tickling your toes. A faint breeze moving softly
Sometimes I’m a tsunami in your gut. An arctic wind.
A live wire in your blood
A Python squeezing your heart or head or chest.
Yes, sometimes I whisper and you can barely hear.
Yet I can roar like the ocean as I roll over you and you are drowning in thoughts and feelings.
Freewheeling through your life.
I can visit once in a while unexpectedly
Or sometimes I just move in, an unwanted guest. Uninvited. Refusing to leave.
Sometimes I live behind a locked door you work hard to keep shut. Exhausting the last of your strength. Leeching joy.
Maybe I live in the secret passages of your mind or body jumping out and shouting boo just when you believe you are safe. Maybe I have you convinced you need me to survive, to be connected, accepted, safe.
Mostly you don’t like me and just wish I would go.
But what if you really listened to my message? The message that holds a key. The message that can clear your inner air and connect you to your path.
Because I am a messenger.
And the harder you plug your ears, the louder I shout. I might go underground for a long long time but I do not leave until you listen.
When you do not listen I push for your attention. Your body struggles in discomfort. You run as fast as you can into addiction, work, ever failing and disappointing relationships, illness. Hibernation. Anything to avoid feeling me in you.
Yet I can unlock the wish of your heart. Name the scream of your unheard anxiety and you will learn how to grow.
Ask me, “what do I fear so much to loose or never have that I cannot bear to contemplate it”.
In the answer lies your deepest dreaming, your best self and best life. Your values, the most authentic youness.
So say, “Hello anxiety. What do you have to tell me? I’m here to listen”.