The Truth Before Words

What if everything we needed to know was already inside us—long before we ever learned to speak?

I’ve carried that question with me for as long as I can remember, though I didn’t always have the words to name it. It came as a feeling first. A quiet nudge in the chest. A flicker of recognition in silence. I used to think I was just a sensitive kid—feeling too much, noticing too deeply. But now I wonder if that sensitivity wasn’t a flaw at all. Maybe it was my first language.

Before I learned to speak, I knew things.

Not facts, not logic. But something older. I would look at someone and feel their sadness before they smiled. I would step into a room and sense if it was safe—or not. I could tell if someone meant what they said, even if the words sounded kind. I didn’t question it back then. It was just how the world was.

But as I grew up, I was taught to use words instead. To explain, to justify, to fit what I felt into neat little boxes. Somewhere along the way, that quiet knowing got pushed aside. Not on purpose—but in the way most of us are trained to trade instinct for instruction.

It wasn’t until I found myself lost—truly lost—that I heard the whisper again.

I was sitting in the woods one evening, no phone, no noise, just me and the trees. And something inside me stirred. Not a voice, but a presence. A remembering. Like something sacred had been waiting all along. Not to be learned, but to be heard.

That moment changed everything. It reminded me that my truest compass has never been out there—it’s always been within.

And that’s why I created Whispers of the Wild: The Story of the Forgotten Cubs. It’s not just a story—it’s a return. A doorway back to that place before the noise. Before we were told who to be. It’s a tale whispered in the in-between, a place where truth lives not in words, but in what comes before them.

So if you’ve ever felt like you knew something long before you could say it…

If you’ve ever felt the pull of something ancient and tender inside you...

I invite you to explore this story. Let it awaken the remembering inside of you.

Because maybe, just maybe, the truth we’ve been chasing has been quietly waiting—since the beginning.