Wind Song or Sirens?

Sometimes you know it is time for a change… you can just sense down in the very core of your soul that something else is calling you… that there is somewhere else you are supposed to be… something else you are supposed to be doing. The sound it resonates often sounds foreign compared to the current station; it is definitely exotic, but undoubtedly unfamiliar.

As I strain to listen to that melody this week, strain to interpret it, I can not help but, think of the ancient sailors at sea straining to hear the soft silky voices of the sirens singing out to them from the rocks… As I listen, I am entranced, and can not help but wonder if I sail out of my comfort zone will my ship only be lured to the rocks by the sirens or will the wind song lead me to the discovery of a new port full of endless possibilities, opportunities, concepts I have yet to explore, and ultimately the next phase of my destiny…

So, quietly this week I listen, my ears tuned explicitly to the sound, all else fading into the distance. There are undoubtedly some very tangible options to be considered and some decisions that need to be made. Uncertainty has never been my friend, so her visit will be short lived, but an enlightening motivator as usual I am sure…