The Collective Echo: When Voices Splinter and Reconnect

Taking Space in a Crowded Conversation

Hey. Thank you, thank you, thank you, for adding to the collective.

It has been a challenging few weeks—maybe even months— of being in a constant state of stimulation. It’s been taxing.

But I have hope. I keep hearing the stars are ready to align.

Have you felt it too?

I think we’re all tying too keep up, which is the best that we can do.

It’s hard, I know.

This whole process has shown up like fear, anxiety, and anticipation—like we’re all in preparation for the ‘the other shoe to drop.’

Some doubts have surfaced around my role in all these changes, the ones happening now and those that are still to come. At first, it felt very much like FOMO: Am I missing out? Am I being left behind?

Why aren’t people listening? Don’t they see that I can help?

I worry, I cry, I’m living in fear for all of us.

And intermittently the doubts and FOMO clear right up -

I”m not missing out, and I’m not only helping, my role is that of the one that does it all — or so I thought.

But now I see… It's neither. Yet, it continues to be both….

I do everything and sometimes I tune out and do nothing worth a damn.

Luckily, there’s grace for flip-floppers, for you and I, and for all of us who overlook and bypass.

I think I do a lot of that….

I know what it’s like to go through someone’s words and feel a natural dismissive energy, the kind that takes over our minds.

The kind that makes you wander off, when the story isn’t about you and I.

It used to happen to me too—it actually still does.

We can’t stay tuned in to everything, I get it—the usual, unavoidable noise: politics, religion, and disasters.

But I promise that with you, I really take my time.

I go back, I re-examine and read it all again.

I search your words until I find a piece of me inside.

But must it always feel applicable to me for your words to be significant?

We think we share ourselves to help, but when and how does that truly apply? Is it only when I see myself in your words, and I feel seen and recognized that I comply?

I want to apologize for taking up your space, and for being a “know-it-all,” and insisting I must share.

I’m sorry to keep pressing, but we can’t deny what is coming up as a collective. I want us to unite.

Let’s not chase the likes, thumbs up and validations, let us build something together. I know when have the same objective.

Put your money where your mouth is. Don’t gloss over other people's thoughts. Yes, we all want to add. We all have something important to share.…but what about collaboration? Do you think any voices really exist in isolation? Including yours and mine.

Collaboration means being curious and listen with intent. Feel into the deeper motives that I’m certain we all share.

I know…

This is indeed quite a vent, and again, I am sorry to keep going, but I have to unburden and confess. And you should too.

Because we’re all in this together, please, let us not forget.