I've been thinking about loneliness.
About how when I rise to face my days, somewhere inside, I convince myself that the challenges I face, the decisions before me, the relationships that trouble me, are difficulties that must be limited to just me.
And the more we connect; the more we sit and speak with each other is the more I know in my core:
It's just not true that I'm alone in it all.
But when I sit in the noise and stare hardest at the places I feel weakest it's easy for things to look pretty dim.
Do you relate?
If you do, I'd like to share something I'm knee-deep in learning. Something I'm finding the courage to explore.
Maybe the loneliness we feel is an invitation from within to stay open to connection. No matter how hard it gets.
To resist the urge to batten down the hatches and hide out, and instead open up windows and let the crevices we’re tempted to hide see the light of day.
If you, like me, find yourself thinking about loneliness today, tomorrow, or sometime in the months ahead I want you to know:
You're not the only one.
And perhaps if we're lonely together.
We're not actually alone at all.
Here's to walking together.