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Nov 23, 2024 19:18:35 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2024 12:08:58 GMT
I am a talker--my name means rapid succession of sound. Ha! Did my parents know that when they named me? But with that said, in college my favorite class was Speech--not so I could speak but because it taught me to listen. I also became a Stephen Minister when I started my job because my job is connecting with people. I also learned a lot more about listening. I now love to listen because you can learn SO many interesting things about people--their background, their skills, their hurts, their hopes, their family, etc., etc., etc. I have fallen in love with so many people because I know them so much more deeply if that makes sense. Do I still fail sometimes? Absolutely but then I stop, and ask them a question or let the conversation move forward with them talking instead of me. Now here is a funny--I talk to myself constantly. I was in between services at church getting ready for the next service. I don't know what I was saying but one of my greeters comes up to me and says "How is that conversation working out for you?" I thought it was the funnies thing ever!!!! I loved it, and tell the story quite often. Give yourself grace when you fall. Stop when you can, and learn to love to listen.
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Post by jill8909 on Oct 22, 2024 14:30:31 GMT
I don’t mind the talking, I am a generally quiet person. It’s the type of conversation. One of the people I know who talks too much goes into extreme details no one cares about. Example of our last conversation.she needed a dress for a wedding she has a nice dress but it’s navy blue like the bridesmaids. She wants to buy another, where she went, what she tried on, what didn’t work out, the prices, what her daughter thought of each dress, what her daughter is wearing, where the wedding is and how she is related. TMI all this in minute detail. this is me. I'm getting better though
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Post by jill8909 on Oct 22, 2024 14:32:10 GMT
I was this type of person. I was the child that every report card was annotated- RS talks too much! I had so many thoughts and opinions. I just couldn’t wait to share them. Unfortunately, it carried over into adulthood. I don’t remember the details, but as a young adult, someone finally turned to me and said “ Will you please shut up! No one cares what you have to say and what your opinion is. Absolutely no one.” Ever since that happened, I have worked diligently to learn to listen. I formulate my thoughts and ideas in my head and try to measure whether or not anyone would be interested in hearing about what I think. The answer is rarely yes. This process has carried over even into things like this message board. Does anyone really care what I think, what my opinion is, my thoughts, my ideas? No, they do not care. So I read, I listen, but I do not respond. this philosophy works well for me. Please don't let that one person change your life. i found you comment helpful so yes I do care what you think
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