I am not one to shy away from talking to strangers, never have been. According to my mother, I use to talk to everyone and anyone. People are people, nothing to be afraid of and you never know how they could impact you, good or bad. Before I tell me story, there is never really a bad meeting with a stranger, it is all how you process the person in your mind, don't look at someone with your ego, look at them with your heart, and they could never hurt you.
So, gathering my things, limping along ( my legs are screaming at me with every step I took), thinking what I am going to eat for lunch, I reached the cash. A lovely older man, one who's eyes were shining and his face was just lit like a sign on the highway..said to me, " you girls keep getting younger and younger." I said, "oh, I am old enough to be some one's mother." to which he replied, " you miss understood me sweetie, see, once I raised my voice, I took off my hearing aid, because I could hear myself again." Ah, what? didn't make any sense to me while I was talking to him and he processed my purchase, but it was an unexpected and pleasant conversation. I paid him, thanked him kindly and went on my way, not before he told me that the next time he wants a note from my teacher, cause I should be in school.
Well, I smiled the whole way out of the store, and something stopped me...he was an angel in disguise to deliver a message, the message is ...to raise my voice, and I will hear again. What most of you don't know, is that I am hard of hearing, I wasn't born this way, but somewhere around age 10, I stopped listening, therefore hearing. I know in part most of my insecurities in life have been because I could hear right, I used it as a weapon against the "mean people" but like with everything in my life, I now question; not why? but for what is the lesson and the purpose?
It seems like everything I wanted to say is trapped in my head, I have let out a lot, but I believe my wise stranger was trying to tell me, not to raise my voice per say, but to use my voice of truth, which will allow me to be who I truly am and in turn, allow me to hear the beauty in the words of others.
I always tell everyone, some people are so beautiful, until they open their mouths, some, are not so pretty, but once they open their mouths, their beauty is beyond words. I heard the voice of an angel today...and that was worth all the pain, sadness, guilt and shame, because it was beyond anything I have ever heard, and I heard his words, not just with my ears...but with my heart and soul.
XOXO
BT&HB
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