I sense that years ago I wrote about what I’m about to write about. A little voice says “That’s bad.” But I don’t trust little voices.
Contact between human beings is either there or not there. I can feel in my guts its presence or absence. I’m talking about a spiritual connection, not necessarily skin to skin.
I often make people laugh. And instantly there it is … contact. Easy. Natural.
Words shared together from the heart yield the same smile. You and me.
I write this blog almost every day. I average thirty views a day. Are those folks connected to me, or is it just a glance at a photo and lots of words? I trust that for some of those thirty, there is a coming together with me. But I don’t know. I get very few “Likes” or comments.
After all this flow of language, I’m left with a usual question:
Should I keep score?
As I now sit quietly, sipping my cappuccino, the answer floats towards me:
No
No stats. No “more contact yesterday, less today”. Such a waste of energy.
One more time, I promise to let go of an insidious question:
How am I doing?
Goodbye, self-reflective mind. I know I’ll see you again … and I’ll say goodbye again.
And another wayward thought:
Look at you. You’re such a good person
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Give it all a rest, Bruce
Merely open yourself
To the next person coming your way
