Listening

For some reason people always confide their secrets to me. I've been told repeatedly that there is something about me that they know they can trust me. Over time I've listened to tales of dreams to deep and dark thoughts. I've tried to listen with an open mind. I've never betrayed a trust, thought I've once or twice been left contemplating what I know. "Listen with an open mind and trust your instincts," is something a counselor once advised me. Sometimes I find it hard to just listen, the very male part of my wants to fix the problem. It cries out for action, but sometimes the best action to take is to listen and have a warm shoulder.