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Some things I do in life are very loud.  The things I do loudly are the happy things.  Things like laughing, and loving, and playing outside.  Those sounds … those happy things … are for sharing.

I like to be quiet about the other things.  My negative or hurtful feelings are nearly silent.  They are the small rustle of a mouse moving across the floor without even a squeak.  Angry noises of voices raised… the earthquakes of heavy bull feet stomping angrily through the china shop… the eggshells those things place my own feet on… these things are not good for me.

My feelings may make less noise than yours.  My footsteps may not make the ground shake with anger, and may not place other peoples’ feet on eggshells.  

And my wounds need tending too, and I have been quietly tending them for awhile.

There is something beautiful about shyness, even though in our culture shyness is not considered a virtue. On the contrary, we are encouraged to be direct, look people straight in the eyes, tell them what is on our minds, and share our stories without a blush. But this unflinching soul-baring, confessional attitude quickly becomes boring. It is like trees without shadows. Shy people have long shadows, where they keep much of their beauty hidden from intruders’ eyes. Shy people remind us of the mystery of life that cannot be simply explained or expressed. They invite us to reverent and respectful friendships and to a wordless being together in love.

Henri Nouwen (via psuedoreality)

The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this:

A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive.

To him… a touch is a blow,
a sound is a noise,
a misfortune is a tragedy,
a joy is an ecstasy,
a friend is a lover,
a lover is a god,
and failure is death.

Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create – – – so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating.

Pearl S. Buck

  via KatieBeth, my younger, brunettier, more skydivinger #wondertwin.

Another reason to choose very carefully.

“You will change each other.  You will teach each other.  You will include the other into yourself.  Research shows that two dissimilar partners will each change their personalities over their lifetime, becoming more similar and thus adding new dimensions to themselves, while the personalities of two similar partners tend to stay the same.”

From The Highly Sensitive Person in Love, by Elaine Aron.