Date: 01-11-2025
Tags: Connection Meaning
Source: Journals Randolph Black
Success to me is a life well-lived and well-loved. Success for me in particular would look like having expressed myself authentically in the world and my work having resonated deeply with others. To feel successful I wouldn’t need a large “audience”—in fact I think that fame might overshadow the bigger picture of what I intend to accomplish. And that is to reach into the hearts of people & soothe their pain, kindle their bliss, awaken their wonder.
Some scientist discovered that humans—& any physical objects—never really touch. There are microscopic fields between us so that actual physical contact is not possible, & this seems to me to be a metaphor (as all of nature is metaphor) for the spiritual or metaphysical boundaries we experience.
Do our souls ever truly touch?
Everything is slipping away from us, and illusory at best
It seems there is always some illusion or projection in the way of true connection. And so it’s on this frontier that I wish to embark. If all things are possible for those who believe then I’d like to believe with all of me that true connection is possible. That we can meet each other in spirit & know each other in that sacred realm of truth, which is at the center of ourselves.
I heard it said that whatever bothers you most about the world is an indication of what you’re here to help change. To me, one of the most egregious facts of human existence is that we make ourselves islands by being false to one another. We are like lonely peacocks who long to be seen, but don’t realize that it’s not by flashing our colors that we will attract the eyes that would truly see us.
We ironically elude each other in our anxious longing to connect. If we could only sit still & just be with one another.
If we could only just be.
And so to me success would be living this out. Just… being. And in my being, inviting others to lay down their feathers & find rest for their souls in true connection.
Quote
“Was it Boscovich who found out that bodies never come into contact? Well, souls never touch their objects. An innavigable sea washes with silent waves between us and the things we aim at and converse with.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson, Experience, pg 227