The power of silence!

I very recently started listening to podcasts, in fact started listening to one just this week, it was a friendly suggestion by the AI of the music app I use; and heard one today with a very interesting message, the "power of silence", how it can convey what you want to say effectively, sometimes even more so than your words can.

I am not the silent type of a person, I am usually loud, I will butt in, I will interrupt, I want to be heard (why that is so is a whole different story, for another time).

And while I may be loud, I am not stubborn. There is always room for learning , I am always trying to be a better version of me than I was yesterday.

I come from the land of Buddha, people who were enlightened by staying silent. So, now I need to learn how to achieve this new skill.

How hard can this be?

And as I say this out loudly and narrate the details of this podcast to my family, they are rolling their eyes, like that is ever going to happen. ....

But then I am wondering, why did the AI suggest this particular podcast? Has it figured out that I am loud, that I need help in communicating my emotions in a different way??

The fact that it has figured me out, should it be concerning or boastful?? I don't know what to make of it. Right now, I am just going to go back to my bubble, talk to myself loudly in my head until those thoughts erupt and come out as a barrage of words no-one wants to hear or cares.

These are my ramblings on this Thursday as I learn on how to master this new skill of conveying my emotions without speaking as suggested by the AI.

Do you listen to podcasts? If yes, how to do you pick the topics?

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