If all I wanted to do was talk to you, would you listen?

This week, I think it’s all about that. Listening. Not fixing, not advising, not jumping in with your own story that starts with “That reminds me of the time I…” Just… shutting up in the most loving way possible. Lending an ear. Becoming a professional ear-haver.

So before you scroll away to the next video of a cat playing the piano or a guy making sourdough bread with his grandma’s ashes (true story—I hope it’s not), just listen for a sec.

I’ve been diving into Matthew McConaughey’s audiobook Greenlights on Spotify lately. If you haven’t heard it, I highly recommend. It’s like a smooth southern sermon sprinkled with Texan charm and just the right amount of "what did he just say?" But one idea that stuck with me was how he views “Greenlights”—those little signs from the universe that say, keep going, you’re on the right track.

Now, for me, green lights aren’t just about catching all the traffic signals on the way home (though, let’s be honest, that’s a high I chase harder than caffeine after a nap). Green lights are those moments in life that feel aligned—when things just flow. You find your keys on the first try, someone says exactly what you needed to hear, or you show up somewhere and everything just feels… right.

And here’s the thing: we don’t need to catch all the green lights in one go.

We just need to catch one.

Then another.
Then another.
One in a row.

Because if you focus on hitting just one green light at a time, eventually—without realizing it—you’ll look back and say “Whoa. I hit ten. Then twenty.” And sure, maybe you had to stop at a red here and there. But those pauses? They’re just opportunities to breathe, to realign your Spotify playlist, or have a random existential crisis at the wheel before the next green.

The key is this: don’t quit because you didn’t catch them all. Just keep catching them one at a time.

And while we’re talking about momentum, let’s talk about mouths. (Wait—don’t make that weird.)

Don’t waste your words.
That’s something my partner’s father once said, and it stuck like almond butter to the roof of my brain. He told me we all have a finite number of words to use in this life. So if you’re going to use them, make them mean something. Speak with intention. Speak with kindness. Speak when it’s needed—not just when it’s noisy.

That said… sometimes we need to speak. Not to give advice or show how wise we are or because we think we can solve all the world’s problems by shouting louder—but because we’re human. And we need to be heard.

So if I asked you to just sit with me…
To listen while I stumble through my thoughts, or laugh at my own jokes, or accidentally overshare about that one time I tried goat yoga and left with a hoofprint on my soul…
Would you stay?
Would you listen?

Because sometimes, what we really need isn’t answers.
It’s just an ear.
A nod.
A presence.

So this week, if someone you care about starts talking—don’t scroll, swipe, or slide away. Don’t fix. Don’t fast forward. Just sit with them.

Listen like it’s the most valuable thing you can give.
Because honestly? It is.

And if nobody’s listening to you right now—I am. I’m here. I’ve got ears, and they’re open.

And hey—go catch yourself a green light today. Just one. That’s all it takes to start a streak.

Go listen to someone my beautiful friends.