I’LL BE THE FIRST to admit that I am not bold. I am not a risk taker. I dislike change.
But to read this poem I crafted with magnetic word tiles and posted on my fridge, you might think I am a bold risk taker. Not all of us are. Not all of us can be. And that’s alright. We each hold value in who we are. This poem simply expresses my creativity.
I don’t pretend to be someone I am not. Call me authentic. I like that word.
I am not loud, but I will speak up when necessary. Sometimes the quietest voices are louder than the loudest.
I value listening more than talking. Too many people like the sound of their own voices. We should all strive to listen better. It seems a mostly lost art.
When we listen, compassion and understanding happen. When we place ourselves in the shoes of someone struggling with challenges, we begin to understand. Begin to understand how words and actions can hurt. Or heal.
It’s easy to fall into the trap of judging, of thinking we have all the answers, that everything in life is black-and-white. It isn’t.
Life is a mix of colors. Some days vibrant. Other days muddied. But it is a life we are in together. If only we recognize that and try harder to care for one another. With ongoing understanding, love and compassion.
© Copyright 2019 Audrey Kletscher Helbling