One of the many things I enjoy in life, is the world of discovery. Discovering something new about the people closest to me is, to me, one the world’s greatest wonders. We seem to “know” so much on the surface, but really… do we actually know what people long for? Their insecurities? The real sore spots in their emotional map?
I, admitedly, have a very tight (and sometimes, extremely intense) relationship with my sisters, cousins, aunts, grandparents… I practically see most of them twice a week. And, when it comes down to a one-on-one lunch one sunny afternoon, I manage to sometimes talk about things we are used to labeling them as redundant. Being a strong believer in the ability of people to evolve, I do also believe that our core beliefs and inner wisdom shift along with the changes that come with new experiences. Therefore, the charming and adorable little ol`me that everyone met 10, 5 or even 1 year ago might be a completely different person.
After a mondane conversation with one of my closest peeps, my bestie, my best friend… I realized, “I don’t know didly squat about this person’s most intimate and darkest secrets.” And do we ever?
I consider myself to be an open book. I can talk to just about anyone and I am capable of sharing my life’s story with the cashier at the supermarket, the lady that handles my accounting, my cat, the many trees I see on a trail run or just about anybody who’ll be willing to listen… Or so I thought. And, moments after arriving at a good friend’s/therapist’s office I managed to squeeze into the conversation everything from my feelings of my father’s passing to my cat’s surgery and the fact I just realized that thirty is NOT JUST THE NEW TWENTIES FOR ME before any pleasantries were exchanged.
I blabbed on for about 35 minutes non stop until I saw this wonderful bearded friend of mine smirking and writing down stuff. I then took a deep breath and allowed the insights to come forth. He basically repeated everything I said to him and somehow it all seemed to be a crazy story so foreign to my everyday conversations with my peeps, by besties, my best friends!
It is then that I concluded that we never fully know what goes on in each other’s lives, we can make a hard effort of finding out and do the small stuff for a while but then that get old and the soul seems to come out eventually. If we let it.
So, in hopes that you will allow your soul to come forward, I invite you to skip the pleasantries and just take a swing at whatever hurts, whatever sticks out in the back of your mind and whatever will make you itch to grow.