How do we connect when the world has a very short attention span?
I worry we go though life on a superficial level and we forget how to deeply connect. What about you?
So soft
to hold a babe in your arms and kiss its new born head,
So soft
to feel the seeds of a dandelion, as you blow and make a wish,
So soft
to feel the fluffy softness of a new chick, and caress its wings so tender,
So soft
to hold in your heart
your greatest fears
and loves
and hopes.
So soft.
So.
So Soft.
I hold a regular workshop called “Let’s Talk About….” It is an online workshop that invites participants to share, witness, listen and hold space for each other as we delve into the deeper topics of life. 1
These conversations invite a deeply held free-dive into the unknown depths of our inner oceans. And in that depth, through our words and stories, experiences and truths, a life-line guides us and holds us, as it invites us to go deeper and deeper into the unknown territories of our own personal oceans,
only to come out again,
with a greater appreciation of the life-force that lives in the dark waters of our spirit.
Or maybe,
rather than free-diving in the depths of the ocean, we are archeologists, that tenderly brush away the dirt and clay to explore broken pieces, whole pieces and random pieces of priceless treasures that when gently uncovered, spoken about and shared, hold the secrets to questions we never knew we had.
Topics such as
Grief
Anger
Forgiveness
Death
Choices
Fears
Self sabotage
Love
Self care
Loneliness
all become keystones to the unexplored territories within our psychic.
Yet how do we talk about such topics in a world that only seems to have time for small talk
or no talk,
when emojis and ticktock, Instagram and other social media platforms only want photos and short one-liners?
How do we talk about such topics when we know that there is no-one in our immediate circle that can hold such a tender space for our heart and soul where we can feel safe and held, heard and respected?
How do we talk about such topics when the world has changed so much that the “Grandmothers” of the street are no longer alive and the ability to knock on neighbours doors seems such a strange thing to do?
This makes me sad.
It also makes me sad to know that at different times in all of our lives we have lived through situations where the truth of who we are has been silenced because there is no-one around that we can share the depth of who we are without first writing an abridged version in our minds.
That the world we live in really isn’t interested in what we do or how we feel, because they are “too busy” or they exude such energy that silences us even before we open our mouths.
That there is no-one around that we feel “safe” enough to be with to share our deepest fears and joys, loves and dreams.
I have definitely felt lonely and isolated (and still do a lot of the time!)
I feel as though I am floating on a raft of separation from the “norm.”
Floating on a raft that is actually looking for
CONNECTION and TRUTH,
HONESTY and DEPTH.
Floating on raft that wants to step away from the current norm and instead find a new way of being in the world,
a new way that shows more
RESPECT and CARE,
GENTLENESS and LOVE,
COMPASSION and HONESTY.
In a world where, “What do you do for a living?” “How many followers do you have?” “How many likes, readers, comments etc” defines who you are, I want to talk about the other things:
What made you sad today?
Why did you wake feeling lonely?
What was it like to hold your brothers hand while he died?What made your heart feel happy today?
How is your inner garden?
What weeds have taken over your dreams and hopes?What made you clean your inner lighthouse and change the bulb to a greater voltage?
And yet without wanting to, we do place such an onus on statistics, on followers, on numbers. Why? Because that is the way the world is at the moment, and even to write here in such a more open space, statistics and analytics still pave the way.
How far have we gone that to connect with someones deeper story is such a thing of the past?
How far have we gone that to connect to our own inner depth is a scary and fearful thing to do?
This post is the beginning of a future post…I have been told that my posts are possibly too long… what do you think? (Here are some older posts for you to read.)
So today, I wrote a post that invites a greater depth of thought and contemplation.
SOME THINGS TO PONDER.
SOME THINGS TO CONTEMPLATE.
SOME THINGS TO ASK YOURSELF.
Who holds my heart when the deeper conversations need to be shared?
Who can I trust to hold the life-line as I free-dive into my own inner depths?
What was the last treasure I unearthed when I gently and tenderly brushed the soil away as I sat in deep conversation with myself, (or another), as asked myself “HOW AM I REALLY FEELING TODAY?
How do I feel about exploring the deeper questions of life and have D&M’s (Deep and Meaningful Conversations) with others and myself?
How do I feel about the “distractions” of our current society and the effect of these distractions on our ability to concentrate and converse more deeply with ourselves and others?
Feel free to share your thoughts about what this post meant to you
* * The next “Let’s Talk About is… Let’s Talk About Self Care - Why is this important? Why do we at times struggle to do this? Why is it viewed as selfish if you take some time for yourself? These and other questions will form the cornerstone of the next LET’S TALK ABOUT session… 25 June 7:30pm AEST. For more information or if you wish to contact me please do so here.
Be water my friend. The softness of water that makes hard rocks smooth. Do not worry that your posts are "too long", for you are deep person. And it takes one to know one. I'm appreciating slowing down the pace of my life. The grave can wait ;). It is jn that slow, soft and still that we find (back) parts of ourselves that got abandoned somehow. I love simplicity. Because the ego mind loves to complicate things. We can consciously choose not to when we're grounded in the present. Thanks, Sam.
I so agree. In this world of the material, heavy things are so often dropped and abandoned. Our inner worlds hold SO much wisdom ~ and so many GIFTS of road maps to wholeness. When we connect with ourselves, and our cells, profound healing occurs. That resonates in unexpected ways throughout our collective consciousness IF we tune in and listen listen listen. But we need stillness and space to do this. In my bones I feel the way we are meant to live, the ways of our ancestors, are our way back to ourselves and each other.