On my way to an interview, I was setting an intention

For the chat session to be one that spells out voices from the heart

I thought of why writing mattered to me. Not because I love writing

But because I get to hear people and their stories. Most of all , their heartfelt voices

I travelled and went to so many places , asked so many questions and met so many people because I really was looking for voices from the heart -to teach me and guide me on my own path and journey

Their stories and advice felt like a rope somewhat and always let me learn something

And when I stopped writing I kind of felt a void

Seeing these points brought me to see also-

Maybe how disappointed it turned out to be when I tried so hard to fetch voices from people close to me, and maybe also- from myself. But after so many tries , I did not manage to.

And why was it so hard for myself and people near me- when it is easy doing the same on others?

Did I really listen? With my heart? To myself ? To people near me?