In finding my voice I’ve learned a few things that I’d like to share. Before getting into all that, it should be said that I’ve never been void of vocabulary and holding my tongue isn’t likely. Some would identify me as being outspoken or always having something to say, few refer to me as the “one with the words”. With all that being the case, I now know where the strength in my words is positioned.

Circumstances have forced me to think before speaking! There’s always a response comfortably resting on the tip of my tongue but I’m now more reserved in responding. The self enforced five second delay provides opportunity to determine if the situation warrants the energy.

In a situation where my energy needs to be exerted the delay allows time for word restructuring. The quick response can come off harsher than necessary and create a bigger problem – a problem that didn’t have to exist.

Exchanges aren’t necessarily fair anymore, with that in mind I approach every situation as a potential battle. While I’ve never been afraid of going to war, and at times welcomed it, I’m currently not interested in summoning my army for dispatch.

Most importantly, some situations don’t require response. Simply remaining quiet in the moment says far more than an arsenal of verbal weaponry ever could.

This weekend afforded me the perfect opportunity to go off on someone I care a lot about. The quick response was positioned, the 5 second delay supported the barrage of disgust, the situation deserved every bit of my energy – and I remained silent.

I’ve found my voice in silence and it sounds, and feels, amazing.