It’s probably going to be the most boring moment of your life.

The Interstellar soundtrack won’t be playing in the background. A halo won’t appear on the top of your head. No one will be there to congratulate you and bagpipes won’t echo through the air.

It will be like every other moment of your life. Mundane. Unremarkable. Like cooking dinner or doing the dishes. But something will shift inside you. A voice will emerge from within. One that says…

Enough is Enough

At some point, you must stop looking for advice and start looking within.

And at that point, you find the answers to all your questions.

Not because you found the perfect answers but chose to do something radical instead: listen to the voice inside you.

That voice is the songbird at dawn. Beautiful to the ears and peaceful to the heart. It echoes through the skies with the sunrise, but most people don’t know what that’s like. You see, they sleep through it, after all.

What if you’re doing the same with the song of your life? What if the calling and the purpose you desperately search for aren’t on the outside but in the voice you’ve never paid attention to?

It’s scary to think about, I know. But what’s scarier is living a life you don’t love—and instead of unabashedly pursuing it, you numb yourself and sleep through it instead.

You look for hacks and frameworks, but none of them work in the long term. Advice from other people fills your mind, but nothing good comes out of it. In this endless chase, you lose your peace and your time. But instead of reclaiming them, you just numb the pain, living life on the surface. Feeling, loving, hating, and breaking, but never fully, never humanely.

“Hello?”

Says that voice. Each morning. Each day. Trying to wake you up, to show you the treasures that make you one of one.

“Hello?” it says again, “Is anyone here?”

“Is anyone listening? Or am I just shouting into oblivion?”

The longer you ignore it, the louder it gets. The more you sleep through it, the angrier it gets. Unlike songbirds, it actually cares about you. But when you don’t care about yourself, you frustrate that voice.

Until two things happen…

You listen to the voice and wake up.

Or it turns into a nightmare so bad you have no choice but to wake up—cold, sweaty, scared, and lost.

The first path leads to change.

The second to a life full of regrets.

960 months.

That’s all you have. If you’re twenty-five right now, 300 of those months are gone. That’s roughly 31.25 percent of your life if you live up to eighty years.

And that just means one thing. You’re either listening to that voice, or you’re not. Ignoring it might feel safe right now, but when that safety comes with a price tag of a lifetime, is it still worth it?

Ask yourself that question. Is it worth it, to spend a lifetime like this? Is it worth it, living in the darkness, just because you’re used to it? 

When you answer those questions honestly, you wake up.

You listen to that voice for the very first time and say, “Hello?”

“Oh! Hi there!” It says right back.

And a whole new conversation sparks up your life. Nothing about your life changes in any way, but you do. That night, you sleep in the same bed, you eat in the same place, you wear the same clothes, and hang out with the same people. But you’re no longer the same.

You’re alive. Truly alive. Because you’ve understood a fundamental truth Confucius penned down almost three thousand years ago:

“Every man has two lives and the second begins when he realizes he just has one.”