People get grabby with each other. They push, they pry, they judge and, worse offense of all, they make it all about them. People use other people for their amusement and emotional consumption; to soothe anxieties and boredom; to fill up space. And then we’re not even considerate enough to keep this tendency subtle and under wraps, instead lunging across the table any time someone shares something different, immediately needing to be reassured, “but I’m okay, right?!” They take up too much air and then expect others to thank them for the opportunity to “share,” and for “caring.”
Because the things that are meant happen effortlessly. And when they come, they will not look like you imagined. When I look back at my life, the miracles that have happened have always entered my life like a breeze, that I only notice when I’m not thinking. There is no announcement. Announcements come from humans.