As I start to write this there’s a seagull perched on the edge of the roof terrace in the rain and he’s watching the world go by, as the tide goes out.

I have learnt a life gift recently that is a treasure. A loving friend sent me a text message one evening and I sensed that all was far from well with her. I telephoned and she burst into tears. In all the time we have known each other I have never seen or heard her cry and I was shocked. Thank goodness I managed to listen, but then I dropped a howler as I tried to make suggestions to fix what she was dealing with. I mentally have my head in my hands as I share that. What was I thinking!! She wasn’t asking for help, she just needed me to listen. My shock at her distress and love for her propelled me into ‘rescue’ mode and fortunately, I realised what I was doing, apologised and let her speak.

We met up for afternoon tea on Saturday and had a wonderful time, as we always do. Homemade scones, strawberry jam and clotted cream were involved which helped. Away from the heat of that moment on the phone, I quietly said sorry again and we talked about it. Oh, the gift of having someone listen, truly listen and not judge or try to tidy things up. Within a few days she had found her own answers and sorted things out. ❤

Other friends of mine are living through a dark situation that does not have a solution and we met on Saturday evening to spend some time together. We chose a wonderful Italian restaurant and sat there together all cosy and warm, under twinkling fairy lights, as it lashed it down with rain on the pavements and the sea outside.

One of our waiters was obviously Italian and bursting with youth. He looked after us beautifully and after one of his bursts of Italian as he brought yummy bread covered with mozzarella and caramelised onion to our table, I commented as he walked away.

‘Isn’t he lovely?’

Quick as a flash my buddy said;

‘He’s really Jim from Sheffield, Jane!’

I’m still chuckling as I share that.

We shared, cried and laughed through the evening and I was minded to just listen. ❤

45 thoughts on “Light through water…

  1. Jane that was a beautiful muse my friend.. A listening ear is sometimes all that is needed, but our empathic nature often kicks into that rescue mode..
    Loved your story and the one about the waiter made me chuckle… 🙂
    Much love my dear friend..
    Its been a beautiful day here today… Lets make the most of each moment for we never know when storms will pass by our way.. ❤
    Love ❤ to you ❤

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    1. Lovely Sue, thank you. ❤ I had a feeling we were in sync. I played hookey a bit yesterday and met friends for lunch in a lovely place next to the water and then opted to walk home in the sunshine. Later on I put my work down again and went outside to tend to my plant pots, as it was too lovely out there to not be a part of it. Hugs and much ❤ to you both, always. ❤ Xx

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      1. Big smiles, I had a hair appointment and decided not to take the car but walk instead.. And I got another reward too, as my hairdresser told me I was her therapist.. As she offloaded as I listened… 🙂 Amazing how by the act of just listening we heal… MUCH love dear Jane.. I have one blog post in my drafts and then I will be disconnecting from the humdrum for a while.. Only answering comments… I just have to follow the flow of how I am feeling.. Much love and speak soon.. 🙂 ❤

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  2. I still forget sometimes to listen. It’s natural (maybe cultural) to want to provide advice or solutions. But when I remember to listen deeply, it not only helps the one who needs to talk, it takes the pressure off of us to fix the problem.

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  3. I come here as always and find another inspirational post Jane. Yes, it’s so easy for us empaths to fall into that place where we feel compelled to help with advice when all someone really needs is an ear to vent to, to help sort themselves out. That’s what friends do. And that photo is just gorgeous! ❤ Hugs my most hopeful friends. 🙂 xoxox

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  4. Thank you for this poignant reminder on the importance of listening. If one concentrates enough to understand a person’s problem there is always a temptation to offer a solution as seen by us the listener. You are so right, I think that most often people merely wish to be heard!

    You mention the Corporate world, in which I also once lived. Some of my employees seemed to regard me as a father (mother) figure with whom they shared personal problems and secrets. I tried to be a good listener sometimes launching suggestions,but most often merely letting them vent, always feeling totally inadequate Maybe this listening skill needs to be taught in “management training sessions” especially in this day and age when a wrong word can trigger assertions of social impropriety..

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    1. Yes, Jane and I feel it’s linked to awareness of self and others. When did we forget how to connect with each other? I am sure those who worked with you appreciated your listening ear.

      Hugs, always. Xx


  5. The ability to listen with keen interest is a gift. Like most men, I’m guilty of going into “rescue mode” – fix them up, get on with life.

    But over the last 10 years, after leaving the corporate world, I’ve become a good listener. I know this of myself and those close to me have also commented.

    It is a gift that all of us have and need to nurture and let flourish.

    You’re gifted, my dear buddy 🙂 I learn from you.

    L & H,
    P/s. Your post is a timely reminder as I prepare to call someone dear – as she is going through a rough patch and we agreed to talk today.

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    1. Hello my special buddy and thank you. I remember my corporate days where we were all busy trying to think of our next answer and not really listening to others. I am sending loving energy for your friend and hugs and much ❤ for you and Lisa. xXx

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    1. I am blessed to have my friends here, Francina. I didn’t know a soul up here, when I made the choice to move nearly four years ago now. They make it rich beyond measure. ❤ Lovely to hear from you and hugs are flowing across a water logged creek. ❤ xXx ❤

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