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I try to calm that whisper down. It won’t be subdued. No, it won’t. The words that are coming from the whisper are dark, lonely and scary. So scary and almost evil. Where is that voice coming from? Surely it’s not from me?
It starts with a whisper …. when it is just a whisper you can suppress it … ignore it … pretend it’s not there … after all it’s just a whisper in your head.
The problem with that …. the whisper can turn into a roar like the raging sea.
As a whisper it’s harmless you say.
“Come dance with me …”
“Come sit with me in this cold darkness …”
“Come lay down with me ….”
“Let me fold you in my arms hide you from the light …”
Crossing over to the dark side for a short spell … then it’s I can handle this! I am in control. I got this! It’s like skipping back and forth … like its nothing ….
Nothing …. darkness … empty … coldness …. the whisper becomes louder and more demanding ….
The calling …. the yearning … the need becomes a heady desire to be fulfilled … the visits into the darkness become more frequent …
The voice becomes more demanding until it takes over you …
The darkness becomes your companion like a lost lover that you have been reunited with and you no longer can bare to be separated from … then you forget what scared you about that little whisper … why did you ignore it?
Home … the darkness of your soul feels like home … it is where you belonged all the while.
It starts with a whisper … come play with me …