I don't always feel listened to in life.
I think that's why I try so hard to do that for others.
And, for the record, in this space of mine,
here's how I know you've listened...
I see your eyeballs on me.
I can tell your ears are working faster than your mouth.
I have space to talk at my cadence - no rushing water of words before I lose my chance.
I can pause and have no words and that's ok.
Silence is embraced not trampled.
I can laugh and you'll laugh too.
I can cry and you'll cry too.
I share my failings and you share acceptance.
I confess my fears and you hold my hand.
To listen is to
hear me,
validate me,
affirm me
and challenge me.
You might not share a word and yet you will have communicated the world.
Listening, for me, means being heard.
And I just want to know my voice matters.
Commenting from Five Minute Friday!
ReplyDeleteLast week was my first time writing a FMF post and I am so glad I did- welcome to a new wonderful community! :)
Also thank you for your honest words. As I am mostly bed bound, my blog is a place where people can listen to me too. It is a sacred place. And from reading your post, I believe the same to be true of yours.
So thank you for sharing.
Becca
Xo
Rebecca - Thank you for stopping by. I feel very welcomed by the FMF community - what a blessing! I pray ,wherever you find yourself today, you may know the pleasure of being fully alive and heard in your sacred place!
DeleteYes! Your voice matters. So thankful to have stopped by from Five Minute Friday! Have a blessed weekend!
ReplyDeleteBarbie - Thank you for your sweet words! Blessings to you!
DeleteYou are heard! I'm glad you joined FMF!
ReplyDeleteJanice at http://claygirlsings.wordpress.com
Thank you for hearing...and I, too, am glad I joined FMF!
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