I used to require so much distraction. My insides were noisy so I craved the same around me. Weekends were filled with dive bars and Excederin. I thought I was connecting but my unwillingness to be quiet or still meant a lot of time was spent apologizing, playing “catch up” or hiding out needing introvert time when I really just needed someone to explain boundaries to me.
This is what connection looks like to me these days. Savoring a cup of coffee. Savoring a vulnerable conversation or belly laughter (or both) with a friend. Savoring these moments sitting on the sidewalk, covered in chalk, and watching a little boy discover the world anew every single morning.
I’m calling in more ease in 2019. Many moments like this where it looks like we are doing nothing but instead this is everything.