What Language Do You Understand?

Two ears one mouth for a reason

We all speak a language. Some speak more than one language. Some people say that they understand languages that they don’t speak. I saw all this in a survey, which bought an interesting question to mind.

What language do you understand?

As we all know, speaking the same language doesn’t alway lead to understanding. this is because we’re more often forming a reply than truly listening to what’s being said.

Add to that living in the ‘I’, as in ‘what do I think about this?’ means we’re more listening to see if we agree or disagree, than hearing what another person is saying.

All of which leads to many misunderstandings amongst people raised to speak the same tongue. Perhaps misunderstanding is everyone’s second language?

I hear you not I heard you

I heard you indicates that the words you’ve spoken have entered through my ears and transmitted themselves to my brain. I hear you indicates that I’ve tried to listen to who you are and what those words mean to you, as the person you are. Two totally different techniques.

Me and not me

It’s so important to understand in your heart that there is you and not you, and no one else is you.

As such their experience of a highly similar life may be entirely dissimilar. My hubby and I both have two parents, and there the similarity ends. For a start his are alive, but that technicality aside, his childhood was nothing at all like mine so his family connection is also different. Not worse or better, but we both came out of our childhoods with utterly different takes on the meaning of the word family.

If you always bear me and not me in mind, it does makes communication easier. It also stops you having to take the blame for things just because someone else has decided it’s your fault. But that’s a whole other issue.

To perfect ‘hearing’

Deb xx

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I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx

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