You are so quiet.
I chuckle about it. Yes, that’s right, I’m quiet. Very quiet, even. I’m sitting in front of the group and the team is busy with their daily chats amongst themselves. It’s buzzing a bit in the room. I enjoy watching how they question each other and nod in agreement when it comes to how busy it is these weeks.
And I am indeed just sitting there quietly enjoying myself a bit. I feel no pressure whatsoever to quiet the group down because we are supposed to start. I am just swaying along a little with what is apparently needed to make a connection with one another.
The funny thing is, my quiet sitting eventually ensures that the conversations are also brought to a close. That people look at me and somehow sense that it is time to start. It happens sort of organically, at exactly the right moment.
I often find the power of silence greater than that of words.
Meeting each other in silence. Sensing each other.
For instance, I also have an exercise where a team throws balls back and forth without them being allowed to drop (just a side step in this post), but that also always goes much better if the team is quiet with each other and feels exactly when the ball needs to be thrown, so that the other person can catch it properly.
I find that something magical.
Sometimes silence is the intervention the group needs.
And sometimes I need him myself for a moment too, because nothing in the group is foreign to me as a human being, of course.
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I see you!