‘If We Were Meant to Be Alone, We Would All Live on Our Own Planet.’
‘If we were meant to be alone, we would all live on our own planet.’
There are billions of planets out there, surely enough for each of us to have our own quiet corner of space. And yet here we all are, together on this one small blue planet, loving each other, needing each other. That is no accident. We are here for love and connection.
Have you ever thought about someone, and moments later they call or message? Those little moments are reminders of the invisible threads running between us. We are far more connected than we realise.
Think of a forest. Above the ground each tree looks like it stands alone. Underneath, their roots are woven together, quietly feeding each other, the strong ones holding up the ones doing it tough. We are built the same way, to lean on each other and to be held when our own roots are struggling.
And when life knocks us around and we want to withdraw, please remember, reaching out when you feel most like hiding is one of the bravest, most human things you can do. And this is not a judgement, we all retreat into our shell sometimes.
We were never meant to do this life alone.
Who could you reach out to this week, simply to let them know they matter?
‘Love Rarely Announces Itself When It Walks Into a Room.’
Love rarely announces itself when it walks into a room.
We expect love to be loud. The grand gesture, the big surprise, the expensive gift held up for everyone to see. And yet the truest love is usually the quietest thing in the room.
Someone can hand you something shiny and still leave you feeling unseen. Someone else does the smallest thing, and you feel known right to your bones. A person who truly loves you doesn’t always reach for the flashiest gift. They give you what you actually need, the thing that quietly says, ‘I’ve been paying attention.’ It might cost next to nothing. The worth is in the care behind it.
My father barely said a word, and his love was everywhere. ‘We are family, and we help each other,’ was about as much as he would say. My mother loved strawberries and cream and would never buy them for herself, always giving outward, rarely to herself. She left me with a line I will never forget. ‘If you truly love me, show me while I have my eyes open. The day my eyes are shut, it’s too late.’ (Dimitra Malacos, 1930 to 2009).
And this is not a judgement, we have all given the rushed gift and missed the quiet chance. It is simply an invitation to notice the subtle ways love already moves around us, and to add a few of our own.
‘Fear in its highest form is love.’
‘Fear in its highest form is love.’ Inspired by the book ‘Conversations with God.’
I had to really sit with this one today. It's such a powerful way to see fear in a different light.
We live in a world of duality we cant experience light without darkness, hot without cold. You can't truly experience one without the other. And fear is no different. Think of the stories of mothers finding superhuman strength to lift a car off their trapped child. That is fear in its highest form: pure love.
We don't need to beat fear. We can understand its role, and stop demonising or avoiding it. I hope you come to experience this way of seeing this now.