Updated: May 4
One of the best compliments I’ve ever received came from a professor when I was in college. During one of those face-to-face meetings in her office, where your performance and progress are reviewed, she said to me, “You don’t speak much in class, but when you do, it’s usually something good.”
I took that as a compliment then, and I continue to. I know I’m not on here every day, which the algorithm doesn’t like and which goes against all social media branding advice, but che sarà sarà. I’ve decided to just be myself.
There’s a push in our current culture to talk even when we don’t want to; to be seen even when we have nothing of worth to show; to say things other people want you to say, when they want you to say it, and how they want you to say it. There’s a push to say things you may not believe, or even worse, comment on things before you understand how you feel about them.
The world is changing fast. We’re not made for such a pace of change, which is why so many of us feel most ourselves when we’re sewing, or baking bread, or weeding the garden, or walking among trees with our children, or sitting around the table with our true friends - because those things happen at a pace for which we are wired. A human pace. An ancient pace that our blood and cells remember.
I’ve never liked to be told what to do or say. I don’t see that changing any time soon. 🤣 And the older I get the more confidence I have in my own vision of the world. To those of you who would rather speak than scream, to those of you who remember restraint can, at the appropriate time, be the greatest sign of strength, I see you. I hear you.