In all of this noise, I wonder if most of us aren't desperately wanting somebody to listen. To be still and hear what we have to say. To look us in the eyes as we tell our stories and enter in to them with us.
Perhaps this is why there is so much chatter in the first place. All of the status updates, the tweets, the blog posts, all of the noise surrounding us - good and bad - are they not cries to be heard, to count, to matter?
How often do I brush past, not taking the time to hear somebody out? How often do I have other, more important things to do? How often do I forget that listening to somebody, really hearing what they have to say, might just be the best way of showing my love for them?
We all have stories to tell, stories that matter.
Maybe it's time I start making an effort to listen.
My first blog was called "listening to myself" and my tagline was "Because, after all, who else will?" I eventually changed it, but I still think it made for a pretty good blog name. I think I would like to give myself permission to blog like that again, but I am not sure I am brave enough to make it that kind of a priority. What I write never sounds quite right, quite like what I have in my head.
ReplyDeleteGreat blog name. I like it.
ReplyDeleteI agree completely with your last sentence ... it seems to be true of everything I write. :)