I’m kind of tapped out of ideas right now. I’ve been functioning at a very low frequency these past couple of days, and I’d say that that makes me much less receptive to things like, you know, ideas.

I think my low frequency as I call it has definitely been conveyed to those around me, and the understanding and kindnessI have received has been very warming. 

Upon reflection, I have realized that there is not nearly enough of that sort of thing. We all have the capacity to be kind and warm and to comfort those around us, however it usually takes a calling out of the depths to evoke it. When we see someone in obvious distress or exhaustion, we, being generally good people, share some of our light. But oftentimes, when there is no one or no thing to draw the best of us out, we recede back into our cold solitude. 

I’m not saying that we are all in absolute solitude, but many of us are in virtual solitude. We hang out in groups to avoid the prospect of one on one conversation and we hide ourselves in these places in hopes that if we are spotted in such an abundant environment, no one would dare to think that we are in fact alone. 

Oftentimes when we talk to each other, we are actually talking at each other. Lines of dialogue are not analyzed for how they are, but for how we can respectfully respond to them in continuation of our own line of thought. Conversations seem to be with oneself, only punctuated by the ramblings of another.

This is not always the case, and I would never want to reduce all the happenings we experience to something like that. There are also times, more times I’d say, when the connections we make with one another are genuine and absolute. When the friends we choose to spend time with serve us in no functional way but to ease each other’s worries, we are on the right path. 

It seems that we should strive to find and then latch onto this, but in the way life goes, this value can easily get misplaced. When one is trying to stay afloat amidst school and family and drama and whatever else, sometimes the first thing to be thrown overboard is our value of genuine connection. It can be exhausting to manage the pressure of maintaining relationships we know are well worthwhile, and even if we do maintain them, sometimes they beckon a part of us we are too weary to divulge. In short, being vulnerable, especially with those we care about, can be difficult. 

That is not to say it is not worth the effort. Being vulnerable is what keeps us apart from robots, so if you’ve been feeling like you’re on autopilot, it’s a worthy endeavor.