โ i sometimes encounter communication problems โ
Posted: Sun, Dec 9, 2007 10:18:07 AM
as i learn to listen to others.
and listening to others is not one of the skills i had down pat when i started my trip through active addiction and hardly got any better as i went down that particular road trip. so when i got to recovery, i knew squat about listening and cared even less about learning how to listen. i just wanted to be heard and did not care about getting any feed back or response. after all, i knew everything i needed to know about how to live and was hardly willing to learn anything more.
times have changed, after spending a very long day in service meetings yesterday, i am finally relaxing a bit before i start my trip home. i could have blogged yesterday, but i decided to be present for what was going on, and actually listen to learn what i needed to learn to bring back to my region.
and i did say listen and learn! i have learned how to be a little less self-centered and a little more present for those with whom i share a service connection with or for that matter for any of those i happen to have any sort of relationship with. the desk clerks were really surprised when i did not take a cell call when i was checking in Friday night. when i told them i thought it was rude to accept a call when i am dealing with someone else, they said i must be the only person in the world who believed that. that is certainly evidence of a change going on in my life, and even though i was almost the youngest member of this service body in terms of clean-time. i seem to be getting the idea that life is more than running my mouth.
yes i want to look good, that has yet to change. HOWEVER, i am learning that listening and being present is not a bad way to achieve that goal. the irony of acting on spiritual principles feeding my character defects is not lost ion me this morning, and i am savoring exactly how delicious that is.
so anyhow, it is off to the airport to see if i can get home and back to work this evening. i miss my honey, i miss my dog, i miss my bed and i just miss being in my familiar digs. sorry i skipped yesterday, but i will be back again tomorrow!
and listening to others is not one of the skills i had down pat when i started my trip through active addiction and hardly got any better as i went down that particular road trip. so when i got to recovery, i knew squat about listening and cared even less about learning how to listen. i just wanted to be heard and did not care about getting any feed back or response. after all, i knew everything i needed to know about how to live and was hardly willing to learn anything more.
times have changed, after spending a very long day in service meetings yesterday, i am finally relaxing a bit before i start my trip home. i could have blogged yesterday, but i decided to be present for what was going on, and actually listen to learn what i needed to learn to bring back to my region.
and i did say listen and learn! i have learned how to be a little less self-centered and a little more present for those with whom i share a service connection with or for that matter for any of those i happen to have any sort of relationship with. the desk clerks were really surprised when i did not take a cell call when i was checking in Friday night. when i told them i thought it was rude to accept a call when i am dealing with someone else, they said i must be the only person in the world who believed that. that is certainly evidence of a change going on in my life, and even though i was almost the youngest member of this service body in terms of clean-time. i seem to be getting the idea that life is more than running my mouth.
yes i want to look good, that has yet to change. HOWEVER, i am learning that listening and being present is not a bad way to achieve that goal. the irony of acting on spiritual principles feeding my character defects is not lost ion me this morning, and i am savoring exactly how delicious that is.
so anyhow, it is off to the airport to see if i can get home and back to work this evening. i miss my honey, i miss my dog, i miss my bed and i just miss being in my familiar digs. sorry i skipped yesterday, but i will be back again tomorrow!
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