space between silence + sharing

Last Updated on July 14, 2025

I want to write everything. But there’s so much we don’t talk about. Where do I start?

I’ve always thought that if we could somehow understand what’s it’s like to be in another person’s being – to have lived every second of their life until now in their skin – that the world would be drastically different.

The details lost in silence that are never seen or acknowledged. Stories that are silenced, pushed down and forgotten. Things we never quite find the courage—or the perfect moment—to share. There’s rarely enough time, patience, attention span or opportunity to say it all anyway…if we could even begin to explain in a way that would make sense to others. And yet we do take the time to communicate, share, write, speak out loud. And our stories shape our lives and the lives of others.

When I do share, I feel pressure to try to say it briefly, to get to the point, to save you time and to not exceed the character limit. Still, I share—editing as I go. I write things many wouldn’t, and yet there’s an endless amount that will remain unspoken.

I love to listen to others, sometimes for hours. Once I visited a friend who talked to me for 5 hours. After a while, I was amazed that I hadn’t said a single word. At the end she said to me, “You are so wise!” I found that funny, since I hadn’t spoken.

I received the complete download of everything she shared with me. I still hold the essence of it and most of the details in my heart. It was about how there comes a certain point where we start to believe ourselves about all the ways that a thing/situation/person is no longer right for us. The clarity was always there, but when it comes into sharp focus, it’s all we can see until we make the necessary changes to come back to our center.

There’s a time when the change seems impossible and there’s a time when you realize you’re on the other side of it.

The journey and the distance between those points is where life is happening.

Sometimes the change is what I am turning away from. Sometimes it is what I am turning towards. Sometimes it’s a bit of both. Most of the changes I make that feel good involve turning towards myself and sharing the details.