WORKSTATION DIARY SERIES - The Quiet Voice Within
On Trusting the Threads That Bind Us
By: Ulysses C. Ybiernas | October 12, 2016
With no one to serve at my workstation at the moment, I find myself lost in thought, caught up in a quiet wonderment, or perhaps it’s more than that. I ponder the possibility that I am not a separate entity, isolated from the rest of humanity. Beneath the surface of what we call reality, could there be an unseen thread weaving all souls together, a binding force connecting each of us to the intricate tapestry of creation?
Science often whispers of quantum mysteries, energies that are shared, moods that ripple outward, and unseen currents that occasionally touch others, like an invisible tide brushing the shore.
There’s a quiet knowing within me, an inner voice that speaks not in words but in feelings and impressions. It reveals truths before they are spoken, especially when meeting someone for the first time. It isn’t a mental judgment but more like a guardian instinct, an unspoken guide deep within. Whether it warns me of danger or offers a welcoming warmth, it has proved itself to be right more often than not.
And yet, I’ve ignored it many times, only to discover later that it was right all along. Is it intuition? A sixth sense? Or perhaps it’s something extraordinary, a fleeting glimpse of what some might call extrasensory perception.
This connection, this force, seems to stretch beyond imagination. While walking through a crowded street, I’ve had moments when my thoughts and emotions seem to ripple outward, reaching a stranger ahead. They turn, as though responding to a silent beckoning I never intended. It’s not something I control, or do I fully understand it.
Recently, another moment of synchronicity left me marveling. I was reminiscing about an old TV performance, a voice from years past that had once captivated me. Later, while scrolling through social media, there she was on my screen, a Filipino singer in a local TV show. Moments after, as I turned on my TV, and there she was again, making waves in the stage from a distant country, as if summoned by the same cosmic rhythm. What unseen force brought her back to me in that moment?
Such moments remind me that we are deeply interconnected in ways that defy explanation. Though we live as individuals, the world is vast, and its mysteries are far greater than we can comprehend.
Perhaps the answer to these worldly puzzles lie not in understanding but in marveling at the mystery itself. We simply need to keep living and listening to that quiet voice within. Call it what you will, a conscience, a sixth sense, intuition, a guardian angel, or something else entirely, it watches over us, guiding and protecting us from unseen harm.
Maybe it’s enough to simply call it a gift. A quiet, enigmatic gift that connects us to each other, to the cosmos, and to the wonder of existence itself.
"The intuitive mind is a sacred gift and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a society that honors the servant and has forgotten the gift." - Albert Einstein
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