When there is fire, there is freedom. With the light, comes the truth. We are all pulled toward what is for us. The trouble is hearing the soft whispers.

Many times I thought I heard them. A subtle sign or nudge in one way or another. The world quickly hushed me – a mess of noise clattering through my skull. The nudge, now nothing but a fading motion.

Flow with what is in front of you, but do not get comfortable in the mundane. The life meant for you is in the depths of your being, hushed a long time ago.

Set free the noises that whisper in the background, for those are the words of your truth.

Though at first they are awkward and stiff, with time, patience and practice they will become your script. A script you are meant to follow for all the days yet to come.