The Art of Listening

There is so much noise in the world, we forget to listen. Sometimes you just have to stop and close your eyes. Then see with your ears only. What sounds are there? Birds carrying on, a car starting up, rustling leaves, children gabbling. It's funny that just sitting here trying to conjure up the sounds takes concentration. I think it's because there is so much noise in the world -- especially in our heads -- that we just can't process it all.

I used to be a really good listener. I was so unsure of myself, so quiet, that others were compelled to fill the air with their voices. Somewhere along the line, I gained some confidence and felt I had something to contribute. That's  when it headed south. Now I realize that people don't really want my opinion. I'm sitting there, trying to formulate the next witty remark or brilliant observation, when what I should be doing is shutting it and listening. 

Listening involves so much more than hearing the words. It's what people don't say and how they don't say it. It's facial expression and reading intent.

Sometimes, the most important listening is the kind that involves being in touch with yourself. Paying attention to your inner voice. Just imagine how the quality of life would soar if only we listened with our hearts.

Ah, well. We're all doing what we can. Sometimes listening to the Beatles is the best we can do.