The beauty of life gathers in at the moments when you become afraid to lose yourself...sticking to what's comfortable what is almost expected of you and then as one person said "you wonder why" you get the opposite results.......
I have been told many times and oft that I do not listen.....a grim prognosis of my real problem...and honestly...I do not...that male ego always drives me beyond my own self and boom I crash....perhaps I rationalize my ability to cope with any trauma as a basis for sticking to my own comfort zones paying very little attention to what is really going on around me and in the process being extremely naive somewhat stupid.
Listening is an art...a gift....a life tool.....I am challenged to do just that....and as you may observe I am busy talking...chatting away...making conversation listlessly....setting my own self up for rejection, for disagreements, for shutdowns.
I discover it is compensatory.....my own feelings of low esteem often rears its ugly head when I'm sick or tired or drained. Observing these patterns have help me tremendously in understanding my motives my inclinations myself! There are those who observe this and keep quiet sometimes appearing charlatan and indifferent. Some people recognize the struggle and struggle with even sharing it with me for the self same reason ...I will just not listen.
Whom do I listen matters not ....I understand that the goal of listening is listening itself....it is a self propagating act that is whole and explains it own self.....it is meant to try and savor...no words can describe the essence of its worth and no value can be placed on its substance...it is meant to just do......
Listen boy....be less inclined to respond...be less worry about the consequence for the sin qua non of the listening act is that you will get a glimpse of your true self!
Be advised!
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