Silence is a source of great strength. - Lao Tzu
Silence is a true friend who never betrays. – Confucius
I’m always fascinated by the people who reach out to me when my blog contributions get light as they have been in recent months.
Some reach out because they miss the content I write – thank you for your kindness.
Some reach out because they want to see if I’m healthy or even alive – thank you for your thoughtfulness.
Some reach out because, in their belief, people who write blogs should (read: must) write blogs everyday and they feel it is important that I know this.
Well, as one can see from my social media feeds, I am alive and well – thanks for asking.
As for those who believe that people who blog must do so daily, I offer the following (tongue-in-cheek):
Blogging: Never before have so many people with so little to say said so much to so few.
It reminds me of the cartoon floating around on social media a few months back that said “20 years ago, you didn’t take a Polaroid of your oatmeal and then run around the neighborhood bragging about it, so don’t do it now.”
My reality is that I write blogs when the following conditions are met:
- I’m not busy with other things
- There is a subject that moves me emotionally and is one that I believe will move others emotionally also.
- There is a subject where I believe I have a contribution to make in a unique way that has not been satisfied by others.
- There is a subject where people need / want to be informed or influenced.
f I can’t satisfy that criteria for publishing a post, I stay focused on what matters around me – family, friends and business.
You know … that thing we used to call reality …. and priorities.
Sometimes the subject I would like to write about concerns things that might alarm people or are things I cannot get permission to write about due to my work background and so I decide (or someone decides for me) that I am better off keeping my mouth shut. For those, I usually find a way through my #1206 “fiction” series.
In what I do, I spend most of my days giving an opinion – verbally, pictorially or orally. As a Newfoundlander (from a culture built upon storytellers) who has experienced a lot and been blessed by many people and events, I have collected a lot of stories that I love to share. My dentist and I had a laugh last week during an emergency oral procedure when I couldn’t speak for over 3 hours. She said it was like trying to quiet Joe Pesci in Goodfellas.
While many people love to hear themselves speak, it is not uncommon for people to hear me say, “I’m tired of hearing my own voice – it’s your turn to speak.”
There are times in my busy days when I feel called upon to listen and I honor that calling as it always comes for a reason.
And then there are times when cerebral people like me just like to be as I noted in Keep the Noise Down, I’m Thinking.
So I’m not dead …. but I do enjoy the quiet now and then.
We can’t be talking all the time, you know.
Or should I shout that so you can hear me?
Create a great day, because merely having one is too passive an experience.
In service and servanthood, quietly.