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after acceptance (part 2)

Creative as we were, the people became worn down by touchlessness and also something else.  The touchlessness we mourned. The loss of the something else, however, was harder to mourn because the thing that was gone was harder to name. We had many words for what was missing: vibes, energy, warmth, presence. The people had always known it was there but, like most things, it became more evident in its absence.

Feeling the lack and not understanding its nature, the people dreamed and imagined, but no matter what we tried, it was always "not the same." In time, the people learned to accept imperfection, knowing this way of living was unsustainable but choosing to believe in our resilience and our ability to live imperfectly for as long as was required that we might save ourselves.

By accident and on purpose, our individual lives became one. That is: the many lives of the individual shared time and space and also, the many lives of individuals shared time and space. And in this way the Professional Self and the Personal Self and the Public Self and the Private Self and all the Selves we had painstakingly curated began to dissolve around the edges and become only Self. That was the first way our individual lives became one.

Upon seeing each other as Selves and not fractions of Self, we began to notice similarities that had previously been hidden. That is, the people began to see the the many ways We existed inside Us. Additionally, the people were listening and some of those people had worked very hard to learn how to be and those people discovered that one important way to be was coordinated. Because of this talent in one part of the people, we came to understand that we can still work together while apart. Motivated by our common liberation, the people worked together. That was the second way our individual lives became one.

And then.

Because our lives had become one, we stood together (separate as we were). And because we stood together, we felt seen though not with eyes and held though not with arms. As we worked together to fight and call and communicate and learn and teach and share and understand and support, the lack of the something else began to disappear rendering the "not the same" less troublesome.

It was from the intersection of abundance and need, alone and together that the people inadvertently came upon a new experience of the word "near."



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