14-01-11 Listening is a skill that makes me happy. I mean it. I used to think that I knew how to listen, but I was just kidding myself. I only heard what I wanted to hear and ignored the rest. My brain would file away information based on importance to me.
I try very hard now to listen to what others have to say. What may not be important to me may be important to someone else, and I don't have the right to pick and choose. You see, when someone confides in you, they have instilled a trust to you and you should respect that trust.
My favourite part of listening allows you to live in a moment, to stop time. To pause. When you hear all the living that is going on around you, why wouldn't you want to live within it? Birds chirping. Wind Blowing. Waves crashing. People talking about people that you don't know. Cars running. Music. There is a blank canvass that starts everyday when you wake up, and it is all determined by you what is on it.
I try very hard now to listen to what others have to say. What may not be important to me may be important to someone else, and I don't have the right to pick and choose. You see, when someone confides in you, they have instilled a trust to you and you should respect that trust.
My favourite part of listening allows you to live in a moment, to stop time. To pause. When you hear all the living that is going on around you, why wouldn't you want to live within it? Birds chirping. Wind Blowing. Waves crashing. People talking about people that you don't know. Cars running. Music. There is a blank canvass that starts everyday when you wake up, and it is all determined by you what is on it.
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