There’s a Zen teaching that says:
“If prayer is you talking to God, then intuition is God talking to you.”
And somehow, this one line changed everything for me.
Some days, I catch myself whispering things under my breath… asking, crying, laughing with no one in sight.
From the outside, it probably looks a little funny.
Like I’m talking to myself.
Like I’m a little… off.
And maybe I am 😄
But what they don’t see, what they can’t see … is that I’m not alone in those moments.
I’m not talking to myself.
I’m talking to God — and God is answering me, through me.
None of these words I write are mine.
Not one thought is truly my own.
My hands just type what flows.
And the mind? The mind simply receives.
We like to say:
“The brain is thinking.”
But is it really?
The brain is just decoding. Translating. Interpreting.
But the Source of the thought — the space it comes from — where is that?
Can you point to it?
Can you name it?
No. Because it’s beyond name.
It’s the place where God hides and speaks in the same breath.
There’s a moment in Devon Ke Dev Mahadev — a scene I will never forget.
Shiva gently says:
“Hamesha yaad rakhna, koi hai jo sadā tumhārā dhyān rakhtā hai.”
(Always remember, there is someone who is always watching over you.)
And I just sat there… quiet, full, teary.
Because I know that someone.
And so do you.
You call it Shiva.
You call it Ram.
You call it Krishna.
Call it your higher self if that comforts you more.
But know this:
They are not separate from you.
They speak through you.
They guide you as you.
They listen from within your own voice.
So the next time someone sees me smiling to myself, or whispering something soft into the air…
Let them laugh.
Let them wonder.
Because little do they know — I’m in conversation with God.
And what a beautiful conversation it is.
Not loud. Not dramatic.
Just this gentle, constant, loving presence.
All I had to do…
Was learn to listen.
— aditea ♡