Swiss Watching means to me that learning how to control one’s level and rate of speech and diction is just as important as not talking. Small talk is pointless or unnecessary because it takes away from the beauty of silence and being at peace with oneself. It also does not allow the other person to maintain and keep their privacy intact. The heart of privacy to me means that living my own life away from technology and the Internet er and dicing deeply into the Word of Gos and not trying to get or seek attention is better than being pushy, nosy or rude. Respecting others for their ideas. Their time. Their purpose in my life. Learning to work well with others no matter what and always listening deeply and noticing what they are conveying with their words and body language is important. To trust deeply the relationship that is being formed in small steps over time that leads to a deep valley of richness in breadth of words and love and lifelong communing with each other.

The Heart of Privacy

In the hush of solitude, where secrets lie,
A sanctuary bathed in veils untold,
There lies a realm where freedom can unfold,
The heart of privacy, a whispered sigh.

Within its depths, a sacred space resides,
Away from prying eyes and judgment's glare,
Where souls find solace, cradled in its care,
A refuge from the world's relentless tides.

For privacy, like a shield, does protect,
The fragments of our being, hidden deep,
Allowing us to guard what we must keep,
Preserving whispers that our hearts collect.

In solitude, our thoughts can freely bloom,
Unrestricted by external decrees,
Where we can be as wild as the roaring seas,
Unfettered by the limitations of room.

Yet privacy, too, bears a solemn plight,
For in its shadow, vulnerability lingers,
A tender dance between trust's outstretched fingers,
A balance swaying through the veil of night.

Oh, heart of privacy, a treasured gem,
Nurturing the essence of who we are,
A sanctuary that knows no bounds or bar,
Embracing souls with love's eternal hem.

May we honor thee, O heart of privacy,
With gratitude and reverence, forever true,
For in your grasp, our spirits find their due,
A sacred bond, a haven meant to be. ( )