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Silence, My Ally

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Today I realized again that talking is not my strength in this lifetime. I don't have the gift of the gab, nor do I speak with confidence or a pleasing tone. Words don't flow easily when I try to speak them out loud. Speaking has never felt like my thing.


But silence - silence feels like home. It allows me to hold my energy, to observe, to sense more deeply than words ever could. Quiet gives me peace, calm, and strength.


Where others thrive in spoken expression, I dwell in the quiet realm of the unspoken.  Silence is not a lack - it is my ally.

 
 
 

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