"The price of speaking out"

There are insane moral judgments that now make me cringe. In domestic matters,at least,I am learning to keep my counsel.

I admire those who can do that.Not the ones at the far end of the spectrum who slap on smiles and always say the right thing, drab in their complacency,but those who adopt the art of thinking before speaking, weighing up the consequences before diving in. "The volue of the pause".Buddhists call it.Silence is for cowards, others say. but is it?

The flowers has nice to me! A raining to much ...

I have learnt the hard way that there areconsequences to being candid.Although there is never malice on my part, I have copped it for speaking my mind.
One who speaks her mind.It might be risky- not everyone will love you- but it's the only way to generate a meoningful connection.Something not on offer if it 's all smiles and watching your wards.

To speak from the heart with empathy and compassion is a contribution,however small,to a more meaningful life. You don't leave much of a legacy by keeping Mum.