On Connection

Artwork By: Marcus Rogers

It is undeniable that the human experience is largely defined by our pursuit of and longing for connection. Makes absolute sense considering our very conception into flesh and blood is a result of a connection (be it a deep love or an uncalculated fuck). We gestate in wombs for ten or so moon cycles fully dependent on connection for the nourishment that literally keeps us alive.  The message that connection is synonymous with life lives in our cellular memory guiding us in lifelong construction, maintenance, deconstruction, and evaluation of relationships. Because we embody our understanding of connection as necessary for survival as a literal hunger, our pursuit of it is unrelenting, tenacious, and often at a cost. At times, the cost of moving into connection with others is moving out of connection with our selves ultimately reminding us that in the relentless pursuit is the forgetting of the connection that has always been…the connection that will always be…the connection to self and ultimately to source. That which is, does not need to be sought out but simply realized. Awareness is medicine. Until next time, be like water my friends…reflect and flow.

What have you sacrificed for the sake of connection?

What made those sacrifices feel worthwhile at the time they were made?