Song : The Reason by Hoobastanki'm not a perfect person. there are many things i wish i didnt do
but i continue learning. i never meant to do those things to you.
and so i have to say before i go, that i just want you to know
i've found a reason for me, to change who i used to be
a reason to start over new, and the reason is you
i'm sorry that i hurt, its something i must live with everyday
and all the pain i put you through, i wish that i could take it all away
and be the one who catches all your tears, thats why i need you to hear
i'm not a perfect person, i never meant to do those things to you
and so i have to say before i go that i just want you to know
i've found a reason for me, to change who i used to be
a reason to start over new, and the reason is you
i've found a reason to show a side of me you didnt know
a reason for all that i do, and the reason is you
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I repeatledly listened to this song in the last four days. Each time I did, I thought about the people in my life whom I have allowed to slip and fall. People I professed to love and care but I didn't stand-up for. I am not elavating my status by placing myself higher in rank than everyone else. I am no where near to being perfect.
However, when I focus out of myself and onto others, I feel them. I have fallen in love with people. This world is no longer about me and what I want. In the pursuit of my dreams, I am doing so in relation to other people. No man is an island and we are not self-sufficient. We need support, family, friends, care, love and for others to listen to us. Listening is a powerful exercise. When I listen to a friend with every part of body, mind and spirit; the entire ambience in the room shifted. I no longer hear the formation and sound of words but I intuitively feel her feelings. The throbbing pain she experienced around her heart region becomes mine.
It is normal that we only listen to those who share common problems with us. We rarely care about the success and happiness they are experiencing. Even if we do, we try to find faults and to criticise out of jealousy and envy. Can we put our needs aside for ten minutes and listen with joy and love to what another wishes to share?
When conversing with anyone, we tend to find an opportunity to tell our victim stories too. If friend A talks about her love life, specifically about her first love, we race down our memory lane to locate our first love romance. Is this really sharing or is it a chance for us to unload our personal stories without truly listening to one another?
