Hi, I’m Quin. I’m a cricket. Not much to look at, just legs, wings, and a voice I’ve never been able to keep quiet. I don’t sing for applause. I sing because my thoughts get too full if I don’t.
In the hush of night, when others are silent, I fill the dark with my mind. Here are my 3 meadow-kept, moon-softened truths about speaking from the soul:
I don’t chirp to be clever. I chirp because something inside me needs air. Don’t trade truth for approval. Speak from your center, even if it’s strange, even if it’s quiet.
2. Your Voice Might Be Small, But It’s Still a Song
My sound doesn’t travel far, but it matters. You never know who’s lying awake in the dark, needing to hear that someone else is awake too. Even small voices carry comfort.
3. Let the Night Be Your Stage
I sing when the world quiets down, not to break the silence, but to soften it. Share your thoughts when the world seems stillest. That’s when they echo deepest.
Final Thought from Quin
We all carry thoughts that flutter and hum. Don’t bottle them. Don’t bury them. Find a rhythm, a way, a space, and let them out.
Because your voice? It may not fill a room. But it might fill a heart.