Listen to your conversations, yes, eavesdrop on yourself.

I try to do this and I am often embarrassed how regularly I’m on auto-play. I hear the same stuff – the same stories and one-liners – coming out of me over and over again. 

It is as if I am bored with myself and those who are part of the “conversation.”

I don’t like this about me and I don’t particularly like it when I’m caught in someone else’s well-worn loop.    

Sometimes I hear traces of contempt and sarcasm in my conversations.

I am very careful about avoiding swearing and blasphemy, yet there are times I am apparently okay with using words as clubs and bullying others with snarky sarcasm. These verbal habits are surely at least as toxic as possessing a foul mouth.

The gift of thoughtful conversations, where people listen without waiting to talk and people hear what is really being said is something to which I deeply aspire despite what sometimes comes out of my mouth. 

By the way, I am heading to Duban during much of February. 

I would be delighted to speak at your school, church, business, or club – and I promise to watch my mouth. 

Drop me an email if you are interested. 

Let’s see what time permits.