I’ve been driving on the beautiful road from Seattle in the state of Washington, USA all the way to California.
Stopping with dear friends yesterday was such a treat.
Talking, sharing, asking questions, looking, connecting.
I used to be very shy about talking with people. I would feel adrenaline upon entering a group gathering, or a party.
Even now, I feel excitement and wonder as I move to visit even one person.
Thoughts float through like “I wonder what we’ll talk about?” or “I want to make sure to ask her about x” or “I’ll tell him all about my interactions with y since it’s been troubling”.
Isn’t it funny how it can feel different to be in the presence of someone vs being alone with yourself?
What’s the difference?
In the most simple way, I notice the inner voices freely blab about anything and everything–they have a sort of non-logical wild way about them. They chatter. They don’t hold back.
To put it mildly.
They have no trouble, at all, with speaking every thought that appears.
You wouldn’t say to anyone else, sometimes, what you say to yourself.
That commentator is a maniac, and can be a bit vicious or crazy, right?
But who would you be without the belief that the commentator says anything true?
I notice I feel the space in the room with the person I’m talking with. I delight in this connection. I have a smile about being with them, whatever they’re doing and wherever they are and whatever they say.
What if you felt this very same way about YOU?
Even in your car, or on a walk, all by yourself in the silence and thinking voices.
“There is nothing more important to true growth than realizing that you are not the voice of the mind – you are the one who hears it.” ~ Michael Singer