Over the weekend, I’ve been chatting with friends online and off, and have come to realize how much that means: listening.
Listening is an act of love, I think. It is through recounting and listening that we become friends and bond as families.
When you listen to someone, without judging, without offering advice unless asked for it, and with your entire body, it can often heal not just the person you’re listening to, but also you.
Do you remember the last time you sat down and listened to someone? Do you remember a time when you felt heard, or acknowledged? Do you remember a time when someone you’ve only met online has provided that listening ear?
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