Have you ever had a moment in life where you've been interacting with someone and felt that you might have been this same person if only a couple of choices, lucky breaks or downright random things might have happened along the way? That though your histories, past or many, many things might be different that there is a kinship beyond others you've known?
i have recently been struck by this feeling again. This time my professional life and responsibilities brought in contact with this person. There was a sense that when i was dealing with this person that without knowing them i could have been them in another life. The connection was immediate and struck me so that i've been thinking about it solid since. It made my day a bit distracting and led me to reflect about how much the things we don't choose end up impacting our lives. Life is so full of uneven roads and unexpected potholes along the way. So many choose to believe that these mere highways are meant to lead us somewhere personal, original and just for us. For me, i am feeling more and more that the roads, the universe and life is totally indifferent and why shouldn't it be. In some ways that is a freeing thought and feeling but also leaves the responsibility for all we can control solely on us.
The connection i shared with this person led me to reflect that the things that truly change and form who we become is thinner and more transparent than any us of truly expect or obviously acknowledge. The things that make us up are only microscopically different from a tree, a cat, a car, or a brick, and the only differences we see between people are the taught and learned cultural, ethnic, spiritual and circumstantial garbage that we drag around with us as we age and learn from the places and people we have encountered.
So thin yet so defining in so many ways.
i don't expect to understand these moments, frankly speaking that feeling and moment might be simply my own, perhaps these moments are not something others can identify with, but this is the second time i've felt this feeling in the past 5 or 6 years. Each time it stops me dead. Last time it was in my personal life, and i've tried desperately to maintain contact and a friendship with that person. This time because it's been under my professional capacity i feel somehow more responsible for this person more than most others i've dealt with.
#mebutnotme
i have recently been struck by this feeling again. This time my professional life and responsibilities brought in contact with this person. There was a sense that when i was dealing with this person that without knowing them i could have been them in another life. The connection was immediate and struck me so that i've been thinking about it solid since. It made my day a bit distracting and led me to reflect about how much the things we don't choose end up impacting our lives. Life is so full of uneven roads and unexpected potholes along the way. So many choose to believe that these mere highways are meant to lead us somewhere personal, original and just for us. For me, i am feeling more and more that the roads, the universe and life is totally indifferent and why shouldn't it be. In some ways that is a freeing thought and feeling but also leaves the responsibility for all we can control solely on us.
The connection i shared with this person led me to reflect that the things that truly change and form who we become is thinner and more transparent than any us of truly expect or obviously acknowledge. The things that make us up are only microscopically different from a tree, a cat, a car, or a brick, and the only differences we see between people are the taught and learned cultural, ethnic, spiritual and circumstantial garbage that we drag around with us as we age and learn from the places and people we have encountered.
So thin yet so defining in so many ways.
i don't expect to understand these moments, frankly speaking that feeling and moment might be simply my own, perhaps these moments are not something others can identify with, but this is the second time i've felt this feeling in the past 5 or 6 years. Each time it stops me dead. Last time it was in my personal life, and i've tried desperately to maintain contact and a friendship with that person. This time because it's been under my professional capacity i feel somehow more responsible for this person more than most others i've dealt with.
#mebutnotme
