The Intrepids have gone to Newbury on a sort of charity shop adventure. I think they've been inspired by Bargain Hunt.
I'm feeling very unbalanced today. You know that feeling when you've tied one shoelace much tighter than the other, or you've gone out with lopsided hair or something? That's about the size of it; not sure why. The imbalance must be deep within the things I'm thinking about. It's producing a sort of nervous energy which I don't like at all. It usually precedes a thunderstorm.
One of the things I think I could do better is listening. I want to be much better - rather than finishing off people's sentences in my head, I want to listen deeply between the lines, find the subtext and understand what's really going on without making assumptions. That might sound like a bit of a contradiction in terms, but I don't think it is - not if you're really listening. I want to have the time and the patience to shut up when I feel like interjecting and all I can think about is what I'm going to say next.
It might help with balance. I think I'm partly at sea because I haven't really been listening.
The other thing I'd like to get better at is plain speaking. I want to be much better at just saying what I mean instead of trying to be clever about it. It's exhausting trying to figure it out, for a start, when everything is hidden behind secret coded wording and cloaks and daggers. It's worse when you know it's a puzzle but that you'll never figure it out. I don't want to do that to people and I think talking plainly will really make things easier. If I don't want you to know how I feel about something, I won't mention it. That's how it should work.
The spinning circle has figured out my connection issues, it seems. My inbox is suddenly full. What an excellent opportunity to read, listen, reply and be plain-speaking.
Right after I finish this cup of tea.
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