Known
Everyone likes to share
Listen to what happened to me . . .
Or you’ll never believe this . . .
Or I feel . . .
Some people share to
An extreme and dominate
Others moderate
How they converse
Both want to be heard
To be understood
To be valued
It is rare that we
Intrinsically know how to
Adequately acknowledge that one
Has been heard
When you find this one
You have found glory
For you are known
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Author:
Katie B. (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
To be seen, heard, noticed all part of being human and being acknowledged. Well said
Yes! Thank you Soren!
You are most welcome Katie
Thoughtful and grounded—this cuts to the hunger beneath every voice.
The grit is in the truth: being heard is rare, and worth everything.
Absolutely! Your comments are right on target. Thank you for the read and the thoughtful review.
Katie… this feels grounded and honest…that search to be heard running through it. That distinction between being listened to and truly known carries real weight, and you brought it through in a clear, human way. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Good write K. A bit like - The first person says, How are ya? The second person just replies 'OK'. The first person thinks 'I never really wanted to know anyway'. Doh! (lol).
Yes!
The art of Conversation. A tricky one.
Well Said.
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