In the last week, my car has been hit, twice. Both times I was in it, and it was at a complete stop. My car is hard to miss as you can see; it is bright and flashy. But for some reason, it has been hard to avoid running into lately.
I notice these days when I go out in the world, that despite the adverse circumstances that many people are experiencing, we have a desire to connect less than I have ever seen. People appear distracted, preoccupied, on a mission. Not many people look at each other anymore. I often feel a bit scared and extra vigilant when out and about, because it seems like many more of those I encounter are in a fog, not really listening, not really looking at where they are going.
At first, I would take this lack of connection pretty personally. I mean, I hug people in my spare time, for hours. I stand at events and on sidewalks and even when people don’t want to hug me, I make eye contact and give them a smile. At least, that is what I used to do with regularity. And, I really crave that connection now, want to see people, and have them see me. And, when I don’t feel seen, when I feel like the world is just in auto mode and not really tuned in, I get discouraged. And, sometimes even scared.
But then, I remember that everyone is struggling in one way or another. I remember that no matter what, to be a peaceful, balanced person, I don’t have to take anything personally, ever. Everyone is in their own world, in their own dream, focused on what it is that they need to focus on in that moment. I am not their priority. And, that can feel less like being attacked, being a victim, and raise my level of compassion. Be willing to consider what others may be going through, and that no matter what does or does not happen in the moment, I get to be one with it.
I keep practicing. I keep breathing.