When Someone’s Heart Talks…LISTEN!

Dear Reader:

When Someone Deeply Listens to You

When someone deeply listens to you
it is like holding out a dented cup
you’ve had since childhood
and watching it fill up with
cold, fresh water.
When it balances on top of the brim,
you are understood.
When it overflows and touches your skin,
you are loved.

When someone deeply listens to you
the room where you stay
starts a new life
and the place where you wrote
your first poem
begins to glow in your mind’s eye.
It is as if gold has been discovered!

When someone deeply listens to you
your bare feet are on the earth
and a beloved land that seemed distant
is now at home within you.

(John Fox)


This poem spoke to me on so many different levels and time periods in my life. I used to read Awakin Weekly faithfully for years on end and then about a year or so ago my attention was pulled to other websites and fresh new ideas. So actually I was surprised it popped up again Monday morning…but then I don’t why I should have been…it was a God Wink directed at me… asking me to step back and concentrate on listening again…from the heart.

As most of you readers know LISTENING has been my Word of the Year for the past several ones. For awhile I actually saw some encouraging improvement during that time but lately I feel like I have slid back into my old habits of thinking, instead of listening, seeking witty responses instead of giving my full attention to what another is saying

It is not about me…not about what I am thinking, not about  judgement or assumptions I might be creating… and certainly not about  what I am going to say in response.

Now here comes the God Wink…early yesterday morning I was awakened by a dream that was so life-like I kept staring around me expecting to be standing in the wedding processional at Tommy and Kaitlyn’s wedding as we were about to join the guests, already seated…waiting on the ceremony.

This photo (above) shot back in my memory… of me holding on to the Native-American dream catchers because I felt like my dream had come true. Like the title says….”In seeking happiness for others…you find it in yourself.” That evening…I don’t know who was happier …Tommy or me.

We were all lined up when suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw Tommy pulling his father aside and speaking with him and then he started towards me. Typical me…I was rapidly trying to think of something special to say to my youngest and last child getting married instead of just concentrating on his approach.

I never opened my mouth…thank goodness! Tommy leaned in and for the first time in both our adult lives he began to thank me for my unwavering support, unconditional love, and most importantly…life…put together in such a beautiful, almost lyrical style…heart-felt beyond anything I had experienced before.

It was as if Tommy was the vessel carrying the message to me!

I was stunned. My eyes filled to the brink and ran over. Of all three children Tommy had always been the most elusive with showing emotional or deep feelings. *I have Kaitlyn, the miracle worker, for changing that in my son.


Everything Tommy said to me came straight from his heart and if you are ever fortunate enough to hear such a message from someone you love you recognize it immediately as the true source of light and love from our Creator.

So until tomorrow….The heart always sees what is invisible to the eye.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

Yesterday was another beautiful day…it took a little longer for the clouds to dissipate and warm up…but by mid-afternoon it had. While taking the back roads home from running errands…I pulled over several times to capture spring knocking on Summerville’s door…ready to show off all its beauty.

Before I left there was my friend…Red-Shoulder Hawk…he acted as if he was just posing for me…wishing me a good day! And I did have one!




Springing for Spring in Summerville



About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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1 Response to When Someone’s Heart Talks…LISTEN!

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    So heart warming…I know it touched you when Tommy did this…enjoyed popping in yesterday. Have a great time with the Ya’s


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