Mentalechoes

I had one of those days at work where I was talking to people throughout the whole day. It wasn’t just the usual inane chatter either about work or those coffee machine conversations you have when you’re all standing around getting your caffene fix. No, it was really personal stuff about peoples lives and what they were doing, and the problems they were facing and even the fears they are having about the future. I was really touched by some of these discussions too, as it showed a couple of these people had a lot of personal trust in me to open up the way they did. I thank my mother for that quality in me really. She works as a social worker on the Gold Coast, the town I grew up in as a kid, and is one of these people who has a huge empathy for other people. Within five minutes of meeting my mum, it’s not unusual for a person to be telling her deeply personal details that they wouldn’t at all tell others about.

It’s kind of bizarre though that this happened today, at a time when I have been thinking very deeply about my own life; where it is, and where it’s going. After each D&M (aussie slang for a “Deep and Meaningful” talk) I had this afterglow where I would feel really good for having shared something with somebody. I would look at them differently too; see them in a different way is probably a good way to describe it. The reason was because they weren’t strangers anymore, I felt some connection to them, some bond, that wasn’t there before. I felt like in some small way, now I knew them better, and they knew me better, and it felt good.

There is a joy in knowing people, and in that deeply personal process of getting to know someone. It’s not such a common thing either, to connect with someone, that you can take it for granted. To have a day where you have that happen with four or five individuals is really special.

If I didn’t know better I would almost say there was some fate involved in it. I’d almost believe it too!

Padwanna!