Two Voices

I have two voices in my head. I refer to them as Voice 1 and Voice 2. Voice 1, true to its name, is the first voice I hear in my head. It tells me what I need. It’s in tune with my intuition. It knows when I’m hungry. When I need to exercise. When I need to eat. And when I need to work. It tells me when I should be loving, compassionated, open, and understanding. It tells me when I need time alone to recharge. When I need to read, write, or disconnect. Voice 1 keeps me on my path.

Voice 2, on the other hand, serves to contradict everything that Voice 1 says, and it fills my head with doubt, fear, and reasons to ignore Voice 1. Voice 2 is my voice of “should.” You should do this. You shouldn’t do that. Voice 2 is the devil on my shoulder, but not because he’s telling me to do anything that’s wrong or bad. But because Voice 2 serves exclusively to knock me off my path.

There is no right or wrong between the two. There’s only the observation that when I follow Voice 1, that when I go with that first thought that pops into my head, my days and life are better.

Locked Away

My mind works best when my body is moving. But for some reason, whenever I want to be productive, I sit down at a desk in an office. And it’s not long before burn out ensues and I need to move. It’s like an agitated calling I can’t put off anymore and so I do something physical.

My minds opens up and things become clear again. My thoughts return and ideas become possible again. And an amount of progress is made.

When I return to the office filled with inspiration, it’s enough to make me sit still. And no progress is made.