If you listen to the noise of the world, what do you hear?

If I’m honest, I must admit that I’m a reactive person. I react to other people’s emotions, their experiences, their situations and I do everything I can to help, usually after the storm has passed. But I often find that if I’d paid attention in the beginning, if I had really listened I could have helped sail around churning black clouds, or at least sail through with less damage. It’s not to say I’m being vague and unattached. At least not intentionally.

If I’m honest, I know I should make more of an effort. I should put myself out there and question everything. I should seek answers from the most unlikely places. Throw aside my shield and walk a day in another’s shoes. Objectivity is a blessing.


“When you talk, you are only repeating what you already know. If you listen, you may learn something new.”

– Dalai Lama


If I’m honest, I must admit that the safe-guards I’ve thrown up around me have also locked me away. My fear of reaching out has deafened me to the nuances of life. I’ve wound myself up into this tight ball of self-doubt that screams at me to keep my mouth shut for fear of embarrassment or ridicule.

If I’m honest, I’ve had an easy life. I know I’m a glass-half-full type of optimist who can generally see the positive in most things. I have a loving family and have been protected from the injustices that many other beings face and it is because of their support, that my safe-guards have remained unchallenged.


“People generally see what they look for, and they hear what they listen for.”

– To Kill a Mockingbird


If I’m honest, I can appreciate that everyone has a story. Sometimes that story is not harrowing, but sweet. Sometimes it is about injustice or cruelty or magic. But every story has a point, and you have to listen real hard sometimes to hear it.

I’m going to listen.