Since I was a very little girl, I have been being reprimanded for talking too much – in class, at movies, during meetings – everywhere. Yet, in high school this natural born ability suddenly became useful and even began to flourish well into college.
Because when you talk with a purpose and perspective others can’t see, you become a source of help and healing.
In high school, I was everyones’ relationship advisor. I mediated every argument, tried to make each side understand the other, and spent countless hours on the phone with a couple (the joys of call waiting). I was always intimately familiar with the inter-workings of all my dearest friends’ relationships, even the ones that only lasted a week.
As I got even older, I still somehow always became “that person” that people went to when they were struggling in their relationship. And it wasn’t just to vent. It was truly to get advice and guidance. I can’t even tell you how many times in my life I have been told that I should become a marriage counselor.
For some reason, I ignored this request for years.
And maybe it was because of the fact that when people first started coming to me back in high school, I had zero personal experience in relationships. My first serious boyfriend was also my last. Much like my first serious girlfriend. But people weren’t coming to me because of my personal experience, and it took me a long time to realize that.
I am not just a talker, I yearn to understand the human condition. So much so, that I studied the human condition for over 10 years. I have always felt that I was granted a gift with my ability to connect to others through conversation, and I don’t take that gift lightly. I talk and I listen, but more importantly I hear and I feel.
I lead with my heart and it has never steered me wrong. And I believe that my work is to help others learn to do the same. Our lives are not full if they are absent of love, so let’s work to make that love a priority every single day.