We are each the centre of the U-ni-verse. Aren’t we? It is a little like we all have our own globe, a snow globe, in my case, surrounding us and defining the outer limits of what we can see, hear, feel, and “know.”
It feels even more this way in the hush and dark of the morning. It’s not early, but it feels early, without the daylight and the traffic and other people’s voices telling me they’re up. I am really starting to cherish these morning walks, even though I probably wouldn’t choose them, without the animals and their constant needs.
I try to “settle my snow globe” in the times I have to myself. I try to remember how I do exist on my own, without the transactions of meeting others’ needs, expectations, or simply requests for attention or connection. All perfectly wonderful ways to stay in communication, but not necessary (which is key) for my own worthiness or legitimacy as a full person.
As simplistic as that sounds, and as ridiculous as it can look, I have to believe I’m not the only one who struggles to feel fully present even when I don’t “fit in.”
I do fit in to the world around me, as do you to the world around you. More than that, you belong, and I belong, and there is space and softness and grace enough for all of us, together, separately, and in honest, respectful, but fully boundaried connection.
It’s kind of a lovely sensation, circling away, circling back, coming home, bringing home with me.
