” A caring heart that listens is often more valued than an intelligent mind that talks.” – Unknown
I have noticed when I stop that never ending flow of thought to speech cycle, or what we call talking, that people don’t notice my silence as long as I genuinely listen and care. And unless someone asks what I think, who am I to believe I can solve your problems and suffering? Perhaps you and I, when suffering, are learning new ways to live that will never happen without the suffering. I find that’s true for me, I don’t learn much when things are wonderful, I always learn in the down and dark times. I am slowly learning that witnessing, in compassion and caring, sometimes means more that my opinion about what others need to do.
Spring is springing in Michigan.