As I get older, I’m working on listening more and talking less. I’m not always good at it but I’m aware. Let’s face it we all like to talk about ourselves, right? It’s human nature. It makes us feel good, important, worthy or whatever words you want to use.
I think there is a lot to listening, hearing what someone needs, says and not just going through the motions, you know?
Maybe the ripe old age of 49 is gnawing at me a little. I want to be better every day. I fail a lot but I won’t stop trying. I think one of the most precious gifts we can give to someone is our time and attention. Love goes without saying.
Maybe if we all worked on being less self-absorbed, myself included maybe we’d see a shift?
Anyway, just my random thoughts today. I’ll leave you with this…
Do you ever remember feeling left out as a child or even an adult? You just aren’t part of the group or feel invisible? It happens to us all at some point or another but I’m also certain most of us, myself included have done it to someone. Maybe it wasn’t on purpose, maybe it was?
This makes me think of this…
So when you enter a room what does it look like?
Do you say “Here I am!” or do you say “There you are!”. An interesting question isn’t it?
I want to be the one that says “There you are!”.