I sat on the floor, my legs crossed indian style. Â My thoughts weighed on me and heart ached. Â An unfamiliar inner voice whispered to me. Â It nagged at me. Â It spoke to me in a dream.
“Don’t you love me?” it spoke.
I twisted the solitare diamond ring on my left finger as I stared at the floor. Â I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Â The air in my chest held me up and fueled my courage. Â Â I looked up at him from the floor.
“I can’t marry you,” I said as the breath that held my courage left me.
My heart was crushed. Â What had I done? Â Was I crazy to listen to the whisper?
Days of crying, Â unable to comprehend what would happen next and what life would be like now led to sessions with a therapist. Â Â Sitting in our chairs we talked. Â Her presence comforted me. Â Patient in her methods she questioned and spoke. Â In time I healed and a new me was discovered. Â I discovered I was strong. Â I was resiliant. Â I was an amazing person. Â I deserved more. Â I was more. Â I had more to give and so much more to be. Â Most of all I discovered that I had learned to listen to the inner me.
The dream that I had was not just any dream. Â It was an introduction. Â The inner voice that had been so unfamiliar had finally introduced itself to me. Â It was that moment I discovered my inner voice. Â A wise and loving voice who revealed herself exactly when she needed to be found. Â It was that day, the day I listened, Â the day I made one of the hardest decisions of my life that my life, my path and I were changed.




Today I am linking up with the beautiful group of woman at JustBeEnough. Â There is no other group of woman I would feel brave enough to share this story of: A Path Not TakenÂ
