Today has been all about listening. I was startled awake in the night by the sound of heavy, heavy rain pouring down outside. It was so loud that, for the moment between sleep and waking, I thought that it was raining in the house. I lay in bed and listened, really listened to the rain.
In the morning, I put the dogs out during a brief respite in the rain storm and I could hear birds singing and singing and singing. Sometimes, because I live in the city, I am surprised by nature sounds. This morning, the sound of birds singing was so delightful that I almost laughed out loud. My spirit soared and I felt as if the birds were singing “good morning” just for me.
At work, a couple of people came and talked to me and I tried to listen well to them. I felt like I was hearing them on a deeper level than I sometimes am able to do. It was like I was putting my whole self into listening, like I was listening with more than my ears.
I also heard the background music in people’s offices today. I don’t know if people usually listen to music, but I have never noticed it before today. The funny thing was, the music was all so nice and soothing and beautiful. As I went in and out of people’s offices, I became intrigued by each person’s choice of music. So beautiful.
Even the sound of chicken sizzling in the pan, when I was cooking tonight, sounded special to me. I tried to put all my love into the food I was preparing for my family and it somehow changed the sounds I was hearing.
Tonight, I had some great conversations. Nothing huge or life-altering, but I felt like I was connecting with my family differently than usual. My heart seemed to be open to them. I was listening in some unusual way.
I don’t know why today was all about listening. Maybe waking up to that loud rain opened my ears in some way. Maybe my senses are being awakened by Spring. Maybe I was just unusually happy and that spilled over into my listening. Whatever the reason, I am thankful tonight for the grace of listening.