The Inner Voice can be heard, but we let our own ego-fueled voices overpower them at times.
How do we quiet these voices?
At a grand party you stand with multiple role models, teachers, coaches, inspiring figures around the grand ballroom. They all attend your accomplishments, your progress, your struggles. They are here for you.
The room is filled with laughter, crying, yelling, singing, speaking of various conversations. You observe all what is going on and feel a sense of being overwhelmed and in awe simultaneously.
All guests at your party are dressed in formal black/white with touches of silver and gold, all looking their best. Joyous and lively music is playing over the resounding voices all around - hypnotic and distracting throughout the evening.
You glance and quickly notice a little girl in the middle of the party, wearing a vibrant dress of many colors, and she seems to be speaking to you.
You strain your ears to listen, but the party for you keeps swelling and drowning out the little girl to her repetitive message.
You begin walking towards her and lean in close among the guests.
The party goers swell again with their voices, praising you on your outfit, the location, the food, the drinks, the music, everything. People surround you and critique your career, your location. They praise your wellbeing; they suggest the best route to take. They ask for the caterer's number for they love the food. They want to hire the musicians at their next event. They wonder and inquire about why you chose this night instead of the following weekend which would work out for others.
You politely move past them and move closer to the girl. Still at this close proximity the girl's voice is overwhelmed by the guests, but her face is very peaceful and has a hint of a smile on her cheeks.
You kneel down to meet her at eye level and hone in on what she is saying. You put your ear directly in front of her mouth, ready to hear the message, what she is definitely trying to tell you.
You hear nothing.
You move back a bit, confirming she is still moving her mouth but no sound is heard. All that continues are the guests; praising, complaining, complimenting, suggesting, arguing, singing.
Out of a fit of rage you stand up abruptly, look around at all guests and say,
QUIET!
The party suddenly stops.
The air is clear; silent.
No voices are heard from the guests.
The music is no longer heard.
No compliments, arguments, affirmations, threats, nothing.
You turn again to the girl, still in front of you with a smile on her face, and pauses.
The girl moves towards you and says:
"Who are You? You Are"