Noticing the Still Small Voice
The beauty of living in a small town, of having space around me is there is space to hear myself think. Normally that wouldn’t be a good thing, for my thoughts can lead me down crazy paths of worry and obsession. But just as it is difficult for me to hear others if they are shouting seeking to be heard, my ‘still small voice’ can get lost in the shouting of a busy life. Hearing myself think can lead me … Continue reading →