Communication is the key. To any relationship and any chance of success. Wise choice of words, clarity of thought and consistency of expressing them with solid reasoning. Easy to say, hard to do. And of course communication not only requires you sharing your thoughts, but in listening and respecting and thinking about the thoughts of others.
And that is one of many things we are missing in the world today. Talking at each other is different from talking to each other. I’ve made and will continue to make many mistakes in communication. And the list of people who could recount those is long and distinguished. But I’m trying to always improve. I’m too impulsive and reactive without proper forethought at times. But sometimes that leads to the real, inspired, passionate and needed messages. The trouble is that far from fits every situation.
Pit crew – surgery in progress.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Early on in my career, I had a good number of angels (co-workers and managers) that took me under their wings and gave me some important lessons. They could take an anger laced manifesto and say, “he’s got some good points or ideas between all this rage.” They had incredible and maybe undeserved confidence in me despite the less than professional way I would communicate at times. They would mentor me and they still do today. Them along with my better half and a few best friends keep me in line.
I have to remind myself to always listen more and talk less. Those close to me might say (it’s still not working Mike). All I know is that the older I get, the more communications become important to me. Words spoken by those wiser than I. Words that ring with truth and respect and honor. Words of insight. Words of love and inspiration or creativity and hope.
And this reminds me its time to write my children again. I’m still coughing too much to talk to them on the phone.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Normal is what we all face every day. How we interpret it along the way swings it one way or the other.
As the Terminator said, its in our nature to destroy ourselves. I just didn’t think I’d see it in my lifetime.
I was going to drop out of Facebook till I was told about the unfollow button.
