You ever have those moments of complete clarity and peace? They seem to come out of nowhere. Granted, some may achieve them through meditation. What I'm discussing here though is when they come spontaneously, out of the blue, from who knows where.
I've had a few of these such moments recently. They've been scattered across my days like little yellow buttercups dotting a green field. And I love them. Actually, I live for them. In those moments, there is this little voice that comes up from the deep and whispers a faint, yet strong, "Everything is going to be alright." (You can recreate said moment by playing Bob Marley's "No Woman, No Cry". Just wait for the chorus. It's not quite the same, but you'll get the idea.)
These moments tend to sneak up on me. Yesterday, I was sitting on the subway staring out the window into the night and the moment came upon me. A smile spread across my face. I had to hold myself back from laughing out loud lest I be carted off to the nearest asylum. As good as I look hugging myself, spending the night in a Psych Ward is not something I'd like to experience. Again. Alas, I digress.
So I'm sitting there on the subway, feeling like laughing and crying all at the same time. And the voice comes up and I feel peaceful. I feel confident. I feel like nothing matters but this moment and that all is indeed well.
Some would say this is the voice of God or my "Higher Self". I'm not sure what or who it is. Maybe it's just me, the truest, most real version of myself popping by to say hello. Or maybe I just need my meds changed.