A soft tug somewhere deep within.
Not loud and shouting, not even a call. Just a yes so quiet that, if I’m not still enough, I might miss it.
I’ve come to notice this ‘whispered yes’ in small, everyday moments.
When I pause before saying yes to something out of habit, and instead feel that faint nudge to wait.
Or when I’m about to brush aside what my soul longs for, only to catch that tiny murmur that says, “no, keep this one close.”
It is not a yes to everything, but a yes to something truer.
It doesn’t rush me. It doesn’t demand certainty.
The whispered yes simply asks for trust — trust that the smallest alignment, the smallest leaning toward what feels right, what truly matters from within.
We don’t need to explain it, defend it, or even fully understand it at the moment. We only need to hear it, honor it, and take a single step in its direction.
This space, my sanctuary, arose from a whisper that I’ve been hearing for almost 20 years but didn’t trust it or myself. It was quiet but in those moments in ‘Conversation with Self’ it felt like it was on loop, repeatedly tapping my soul. Asking me why I didn’t trust it? Why didn’t I trust and believe in myself?
So here I am listening to the whispering yes that has been my small lantern in my own journey lighting the path and reminding me it’s not about perfect or making sense.
This yes that I am honoring is me taking the next step with intention embracing and mindfully living in the present moment.
I think that’s enough. To let the whisper guide me, one whisper at a time.
What is your ‘whispering yes’ saying to you?
~from the sanctuary