These thoughts of yours speaks to me too much, feels like I'm being psychoanalyzed.
I've grappled with some of these thoughts, being an introvert, a loner and one of my friends even call me a sigma male.
- In my in-between-ness, I find refuge in none living things, books, music, art or generally try to do nothing, absolutely nothing but pay attention to my breath.
- For the most crucial seasons of my life, I just do. One of your mails said something about, "Answers aren't always necessary for consistency: do the work, burn the candle, hold the dream, honour your convictions", that's what I do without dwelling too much on what the results might be.
- Ways I share myself with the world: service and writing.
- Language of service, it's always in the little things for me. Language of intimacy is also acts of service, I am held bound by the fact that people think of you and do things for you without asking cos that's what I do without expectations.
I so love the idea of doing nothing, even though sometimes the fact of it can feel very socially isolating. I was in a conversation with a new acquaintance recently talking about how the fact of spacing out and letting my thoughts float about is in itself an event, but it somehow seemed like I was idling about. So yes, being wired a certain way can make us lonelier than the world always conditions us to be, but being authentically ourselves is also a way to learn and serve and the world. it's a kind of strange and circular logic but what I mean to say is: keep being the best version of yourself. I love what you say about the language of intimacy being acts of service. Wow, never thought of it like that: giving as a way of being with - a way of growing close to the thing being served, a way of inhabiting other realities. So profound, I will be thinking about that for a while.
Tochi,
You write so beautifully, it's flowery.
These thoughts of yours speaks to me too much, feels like I'm being psychoanalyzed.
I've grappled with some of these thoughts, being an introvert, a loner and one of my friends even call me a sigma male.
- In my in-between-ness, I find refuge in none living things, books, music, art or generally try to do nothing, absolutely nothing but pay attention to my breath.
- For the most crucial seasons of my life, I just do. One of your mails said something about, "Answers aren't always necessary for consistency: do the work, burn the candle, hold the dream, honour your convictions", that's what I do without dwelling too much on what the results might be.
- Ways I share myself with the world: service and writing.
- Language of service, it's always in the little things for me. Language of intimacy is also acts of service, I am held bound by the fact that people think of you and do things for you without asking cos that's what I do without expectations.
I so love the idea of doing nothing, even though sometimes the fact of it can feel very socially isolating. I was in a conversation with a new acquaintance recently talking about how the fact of spacing out and letting my thoughts float about is in itself an event, but it somehow seemed like I was idling about. So yes, being wired a certain way can make us lonelier than the world always conditions us to be, but being authentically ourselves is also a way to learn and serve and the world. it's a kind of strange and circular logic but what I mean to say is: keep being the best version of yourself. I love what you say about the language of intimacy being acts of service. Wow, never thought of it like that: giving as a way of being with - a way of growing close to the thing being served, a way of inhabiting other realities. So profound, I will be thinking about that for a while.
As usual, I am always so happy to read from you.