Contradictions

Only when I am quiet can I realize the sounds I fill my life with. For someone that craves silence like a drug, I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time speaking of irrelevant things. How do I decide what is relevant,worth an investment of time, emotion and effort?

My usual way is to shortlist people. These are important, the rest aren't. The important ones I invest in without thought, and the rest are casual conversations. But would I do that with other assets? Say I were to choose a company to invest my money in. Would I continue to pump my savings in if the company started making obviously foolish choices and squandering my hard-earned cash? I doubt it.

It's simple enough to say: People aren't companies, relationships are worth far more than money and such parallels are inaccurate. Of course they are inaccurate, and relationships and emotion are far more important. So it stands to reason that I must find an even better metric, does it not?

This is where I lose my footing. How do I find a single (or a few) measures that I can apply simply to my relationships, without having to constantly evaluate each move and the necessity of it? There are only so many hours in the day, and my heart goes flying to each of these people I deem important, for every little thing.

I want to yell in response to drama- queen tantrums from one. I want another to learn to be truly quiet and realize the importance of inner peace- there is a difference between not saying anything and being quiet. I want the third to stop yelling at me and his mother every time he is upset. I want another to be more involved with her choices and less with the gossip of others. And the other, who I wish would stop cribbing and realize that if she worked, she would achieve all the happiness she craves. I want _ to be kinder, gentler and more open. I want to pick up the phone and demand answers from _ that no one has had for the last 20 years. The list is endless.

For each of these people on my list I know what I want. I see their lives so clearly and wish they had my crystal clarity to solve their problems. And each time they cry out, I don my wings of sympathy and hope and solution to plonk myself into their lives. But what does it do for them or for me? I'm fairly sure the answer is either 'Not much' or 'Absolutely nothing'.

And these are just the important people, the conversations I choose to get involved in. So how do I evaluate when to invest how much in a relationship? And how do I find the silence I crave when I am so smothered in these voices I invite into my life?