It has been really cold recently, but I remember spring being here: the trees were blossoming. Perhaps it’s not winter that’s lingering, but spring that’s left.
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Winter and Spring
It has been really cold recently, but I remember spring being here: the trees were blossoming. Perhaps it’s not winter that’s lingering, but spring that’s left.
Good Advice & Something else
The loudest advice rarely comes from care. It usually comes from anxiety.
Some people feel an urgent need to fill the space around them. They speak quickly, confidently, and at great length about what you should do. But very often, it has little to do with you.
Unsolicited advice can be a disguise for something else: the fear of becoming irrelevant, the quiet sting of envy, or the uneasy feeling that the world has moved on without them. Words become a shield. If they keep talking, they don’t have to listen. If they keep explaining, they don’t have to face their own uncertainty.
Real advice works differently.
It begins with listening. It allows silence. It makes room for the shape of your experience before offering anything in return.
In a world full of noise, good advice rarely takes up much space.
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