So where does this leave us Jill?
The desperate housewife says no. The coach says no. The businesswoman says yes. The stroppy one says no. The husband and the cat say no. The artist? Well, she doesn’t actually say no, but I think it’s obvious? Mind you, the artist voice is also not without its risks. It has a seductive way of whispering: ‘chaos is good, you don’t need to eat or sleep; just express yourself, don’t worry about the real world, that’s boring.’ So if I find myself in front of the easel at 3 a.m. will that be better or worse than blogging?!
- I’ve enjoyed the process of listening to and externalising my voices and clarifying what it is they want for me. I feel reassured and energetic about both my job and my hobby. I like the fact that I’m using both sides of my brain. The psychologist and the artist now complement and nurture each other rather than fighting for territory.
- Maybe those who read this will be inspired to listen to a long-lost voice or make the shift from ‘something I’ve always wanted to do’ to ‘something I do’. Others may enjoy getting to know their inner voices better.
So Jill, there you have it.
You win because I agreed to blog – at least once – to share my voice(s). I win because it’s now totally clear to me which voices I need to listen to and I can get back to my blog-free zone without having a guilty conscience. I’m looking forward to hearing your reactions; but then again that would mean I’d have to read your blog. When can we meet for coffee?!
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