When the Universe Speaks, I’m Finally Listening

Lately, I’ve been feeling something that’s hard to put into words—but I’ll try, because I think you might have felt it too.

It’s this deep, soulful connection to something greater than myself.

A quiet knowing.

A sense that the universe is not only watching, but whispering. Guiding. Nudging me with signs through the changing seasons, the animals that cross my path, the wind, the light, the stillness.

The more I slow down and get quiet, the more clearly I hear it. And the more clearly I hear it, the more I trust it.

Some people might say I’ve got my head in the clouds. Maybe they picture me skipping through a meadow in a sundress with birds landing on my shoulders.

But here’s the truth:

I’ve never felt more grounded. More rooted. More powerful. I’m more in control of my choices. I understand my boundaries. I trust myself in ways I never have before.

As I write this, I’m looking out my window watching the birds come and go. I’m not just seeing them—I’m listening to them. Feeling them. Feeling the messages they carry. I know how this might sound, and I also know I’m not alone in feeling this way. There’s a force out there. A flow. A rhythm. And when we get still enough, we realize we’re a part of it.

I imagine this must be how people who believe in God feel. That deep sense of being held and led.

One day I’ll share more about my complicated relationship with God—the way the church shaped and wounded me as a child. But today isn’t that day.

Today is about how, for the first time in my adult life, I feel safe enough in myself to stay open. To stay curious. To trust that no matter what, I’ll be okay. More than okay.

I no longer live my life afraid of divine punishment or trying to earn some gold star at the end of the road. I live my life in alignment with who I truly am. Not a perfect person. Not a guru or a saint. But someone messy, brave, raw, and willing to share what’s real.

That, to me, is what makes someone inspirational. Not the polished version of life. But the unfiltered truth of it.

So now I turn to you, my beautiful reader, my friend, my fellow traveler—what would you like to hear from me? What topic are you craving? Is there something you’re struggling with or wondering about that you'd love me to explore? I’d be honored to write something just for you.

And hey, if you haven’t yet, pop over to my website—there are freebies waiting for you there, from journal prompts to meditations to simple tools that might bring some light to your day. And if you ever need someone to listen or hold space for what’s on your heart, I’m just a call away.

With love, curiosity, and a Great Horned Owl IYKYK :)

Ashley xoxox