All Talk

All talk, not so much action.

By the end of the day yesterday my jaw hurt from talking, stewing, fuming and contemplating.
I can be a whole lot of talk and not always a lot of action, and yesterday was no exception. So many absolutely out of this world perfect things in my life, but one that could be better and I think I am finally ready to start doing something about it.

I ran a million conversations through my head about what I would say to make them listen, how I would articulate my need for change - but nothing felt quite right. Nothing made my jaw loosen and my mind stop circling.

And then my mom responded to my cry for help by telling me to be quiet.
She wrote:

See if your jaw stops hurting and your mind turns to more interesting and fruitful topics, if the world looks differently and the old makes sense. Sometimes we need to observe for a time and then if a decision must be made, you can make it.

As soon as I read it my shoulders relaxed, my mind calmed and my jaw let it all go. For the next little while I am going to be the quiet observer in the situation that causes my frustration and be a woman of no talk and all action.

Wish me luck cause this ain't gonna be easy - I really like to talk.