I naturally gravitate toward listening and giving people the space they need to feel deeply heard.
Except when I don’t.
When I’m well–rested and well–fed, deep listening is my super power. When I have the down–time I need to restore myself, I often notice others softening as I give them the space and time they deserve to share their joys and sorrows.
Lately, I haven’t been well-rested or well-fed , and my super powers waned.
We all need time in our recharging stations. For me, that’s cooking in my kitchen. Walks in the park where sunlight streams in and dances with autumn leaves. It’s putting down my phone while riding the subway and making up stories about the people around me, then wondering how I might paint those stories in acrylic on a canvas board.
What are your recharging stations? And when did you last get a boost?