These two
phrases sum up my choice every day: Will I seek connection or distance? Draw
closer to those I love or keep them at arm’s length? Be curious or oblivious about
whoever crosses my path? When I review my day before sleep, I can usually tell
which choice has been dominant by how I feel.
When I’ve connected I feel loved and loving. When I’ve signaled “please
do not get close” I feel empty and alone.
I wish I
always made the choice to connect, but I don’t.
Inattention, stress or fatigue keep people away. Sometimes I tell my higher power not to get
close by keeping busy, distracted, and noisy inside. Something that diminishes connection
with others is my desire for perfection. Tonight, as I prepare to host dinner
for a dozen, I intend to connect with each one by listening with delight rather
than with one eye on the oven. When I’m the hostess that’s a challenge. So I
cancelled something I’d planned to do earlier and am giving myself the kind of
day that will prepare my heart to be a welcoming world that says—Come closer. I’m
so glad you’re here.
Perhaps the
loneliest days are those I keep myself at a distance by going through the
motions of obligations or duties rather than pausing to listen to what will surprise
and delight me. This past week I went to
the Walker Art Center on the spur of the moment. That lovely art date made the March afternoon
brighter, and I felt connected to the artist, the others viewing the exhibit,
and had an interesting exchange with one of the guards. Saying yes to that
inspiration, taking the time to act on intuition, actually strengthens my spirit,
which in turn, invites me to come closer. Yes, that’s the direction I want to
go.
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