No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation.
Unscripted. Unedited. Real.
It started because I’d been thinking about writing and how often our perfectionism gets in the way of our words. And I figured, why not take 5 minutes and see what comes out: not a perfect post, not a profound post, just five minutes of focused writing.
This week… Five minutes. On the word TOGETHER
We’re better if we’re together. Stronger, safety in numbers… all that jazz.
It sounds like tripe a lot of the time, but it’s true. We’re not meant to be alone as a species. We are communal, a society. We learn and grow by being together, watching each other, imitating each other.
Yet today in the world, we seem to be more divided than ever. Ever that I can remember, anyway.
This divides us – makes us singular again. Makes us forget that we are a society, communal… and that we need each other.
It makes us weaker.
And it makes me sad to see. There are people that I once loved and respected, and now I’m terrified to even share a happy thing that occurred in my life, for fear that they’ll go off on some political tangent that they know will hurt me – that they intend to use to hurt me.
Just because I wanted to include them in my life.
I don’t get this. Why we have this division.
We’re stronger together. We just are. As a family, as a community, as a nation, as a world.
Doesn’t matter what our belief systems are – they can be worked around. Underneath that layer, we’re all the same in some way or another. We’re human, if nothing else.
That should matter for something.
We need to come back together. We could do amazing things as a nation if we all pulled back together. But that requires losing the ego, losing the need to be right, to be the one with all of the knowledge, all of the answers, regardless of whether those answers actually work.
Together, we’d make life amazing for everyone. If we just tried to come together, to listen, to learn.
To forgive. To teach.