I'm working to intentionally tone down all roaring in my life. At least in the areas where I have control. I don't need to be roaring angrily at my children, no matter how mentally tired or frustrated or unsure I may be. I'd rather enjoy the roar of their giggles and shrieks of delight.
The days of being busy from the first seconds I awake until I literally drop into my bed at night are few and far between. That's my goal. I don't need the loudness of business and constant stream of sounds. In fact, sometimes I'm too busy to hear the sounds properly--they usually just go in one ear and out the other. I'd prefer the roar of silence. More stillness, more serenity.
I tend of think of loud, vocal noise when I hear "roar". I'm not loud. Yet, I'm realize that the way I live my life, the love I show to those around me, the choices I make are indeed loud.
My actions are a roar.
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